Chapter 215 How could someone like Liang Yizhi cry?
"Has A-Jian considered having brain surgery?" Liang Yizhi asked calmly.
Liang Jian and Liang Weiyue were both surprised.
"Second Uncle, what do you mean?" Liang Jian asked cautiously.
"Your brain recovery has been slow. The doctor suggested to me yesterday that we could consider craniotomy to remove the blood clot, which could help you recover faster."
Liang Jian gasped.
Liang Weiyue was also frightened.
"This is the last resort, a desperate measure. Give him a little more time, and I think he'll recover soon."
Liang Jian nodded hurriedly.
Liang Yizhi remained outwardly calm, picked up his teacup, and slowly sipped his black tea.
"Then you should rest and recuperate. Don't think about anything else. Right now, recovering your memory is the most important thing. Your father is looking forward to your return to the company as soon as possible."
These words struck a chord with Liang Weiyue, and he quickly echoed them.
So, the idea of living together with Ji Ying was put on hold once again.
Shen Ruofu, who was standing to the side, saw all of this and dug her nails into her palms.
He went to such lengths for her...
Liang Yanchuan didn't return in the evening; he must have gone to spend the holiday with Lin Meizhen.
Liang Weiyue already knew of Lin Meizhen's existence, so he didn't inquire about her whereabouts, which could be considered tacit approval.
If he didn't ask, Xie Lingfang naturally wouldn't ask either.
Liang Jian obtained a herb called "Golden Thread Poria" and ordered the kitchen to make a heart-nourishing soup, which he then had a maid deliver to Ji Ying.
Ji Ying was changing clothes in her room when the maid knocked on the door, which Xie Lingfang saw.
"What are you holding in your hand?" she asked.
After taking medicine to clear heat for two days, her ulcerated face improved a lot, and with a thick layer of foundation, she was finally able to show her face in public.
However, as soon as she stepped outside, she saw the maid bringing delicious food to Ji Ying's room, which displeased her greatly.
"Reporting to Madam, this is a nourishing soup that the eldest son specially asked the kitchen to make for Miss Ji."
Xie Lingfang's face darkened. "Bring it here so I can take a look."
The maid brought the soup to her.
The nourishing soup has a clear color and a wonderful aroma; you can tell it's made with the finest ingredients just by smelling it.
"Young people are full of energy, how can they withstand such strong tonics? Don't let them cause health problems."
As she spoke, she reached out to take it.
The maid quickly said, "But Madam, you just ate ginseng a couple of days ago, and your face..."
Xie Lingfang rolled her eyes at her, "What do you know? I've been clearing my internal heat these past few days, and I'm feeling very weak. This must have been prepared for me by A-Jian; you've got it wrong!"
At this moment, Ji Ying opened the door, leaned against the doorframe, and a hint of mockery flashed in her eyes.
"Madam Liang always picks the most expensive things to eat. Whether your body is weak or not is another matter, but your appetite and taste are never lacking."
Xie Lingfang snorted, "It's my son's way of showing filial piety, what's it to you?"
Ji Ying seemed unwilling to give in to her, "But that's for me, you can't drink it."
But as soon as she finished speaking, Xie Lingfang tilted her head back and drank every last drop of the nourishing soup in the bowl.
The old woman put the empty bowl back in and said smugly, "You're still too green to compete with me."
Ji Ying suppressed the urge to smile and pretended to be "displeased" as she went downstairs.
Actually, she never intended to drink that bowl of soup.
She had been taking the pills prescribed by Liang Yizhi, worried that taking supplements indiscriminately might cause adverse reactions.
But if they refused directly, they were afraid of upsetting Liang Jian and causing him to lose control of his emotions.
Now that his mother had intercepted him halfway and drunk it, it saved her a lot of arguing, and Liang Jian had nothing to say.
The family dinner then ended in a subtle calm.
Perhaps soothed by the nourishing soup, Xie Lingfang, unusually, did not cause any more trouble, allowing Ji Ying to enjoy the meal comfortably.
Although Liang Weiyue is still in a cold war with his wife, as the head of the family, he still maintains a good public image.
After dinner, he smiled and invited everyone to move to the courtyard to enjoy the moon.
The maid brought in mooncakes.
There are many flavors.
To please Shen Ruofu, Xie Lingfang cut her a dish filled with shark fin.
But Shen Ruofu didn't buy it. She chose a chocolate-filled one herself and was about to cut it when she suddenly discovered a "treasure".
She pointed to the savory five-nut filling and deliberately laughed, "Who picked this mooncake? Who still eats this kind of outdated filling these days? It tastes so bad even a dog would refuse it."
She originally thought that Xie Lingfang should have provided the mooncakes and other items, so she wanted to use this opportunity to mock her.
But unbeknownst to her, Liang Yizhi's eyes darkened for a moment.
Xie Lingfang pushed the plate of mooncakes away with her fingertips in disgust, immediately distancing herself from the matter.
"Why would I choose this flavor? I didn't buy it. It was probably a freebie that the store offered without my permission."
As she spoke, she waved her hand, signaling the maid to dispose of the "low-class" mooncake.
At this moment, Ji Ying silently reached out and took the salted five-nut mooncake directly from the plate.
Without using a knife and fork, he simply held the whole mooncake and, under their astonished gazes, took a real bite, chewing slowly and carefully.
Shen Ruofu and Xie Lingfang were stunned.
Ji Ying swallowed slowly before looking up at the two of them, her tone calm, "You're right, dogs do look down on dogs."
Shen Ruofu, "..."
Xie Lingfang, "..."
It seems I got scolded.
Leaning against the wooden frame under the eaves, Liang Yizhi took a sip of whiskey, using the gesture of raising his glass to cover the corners of his lips as he looked up, his gaze seemingly unintentionally shifting elsewhere.
Knowing that he disliked sweet things, Liang Jian took a light white lotus seed paste mooncake and placed it next to him before walking towards Ji Ying.
"You like this flavor?"
He meant that if you don't like it, don't force yourself.
Unexpectedly, Ji Ying nodded firmly: "I like it."
She even squinted her eyes and added, "It was the first time I ate it, and I thought it was incredibly delicious. It felt like I had been waiting for this taste for many years."
Liang Jian was somewhat surprised, but he also pushed the piece from his plate in front of her.
"There are only two pieces in total, they're both yours."
No one knew that these two seemingly ordinary savory five-nut mooncakes were quite different from other exquisite pastries.
That was specially purchased by Liang Yizhi today from that decades-old shop in Beijing and flown in by air.
Shen Ruofu glanced at Ji Ying with disdain, then walked gracefully to Liang Yizhi's side and skillfully picked up a small piece of mooncake with a silver fork.
"I know you don't like sweets, but it's a holiday, so you should at least have a taste?"
Liang Yizhi lowered his head, his gaze sweeping over the delicate mooncake on the tip of his fork, but without lingering, he still raised his glass and took a sip of whiskey.
Shen Ruofu was amused by his stubbornness and gently advised, "Drink less; too much alcohol is bad for your health."
"Thank you, but I don't eat mooncakes," Liang Yizhi said.
Shen Ruofu's smile froze slightly, and she had no choice but to reluctantly put the cut mooncakes back on the table.
Whether it was her imagination or not, she seemed to catch a glimpse of a slight redness at the corner of Liang Yizhi's eye the moment he turned his head.
But the trace was too faint and disappeared too quickly, and since he never made eye contact with her, she couldn't confirm it for a while.
How could someone like Liang Yizhi cry?
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