Chapter 29 The person he loves is truly remarkable...
Despite the already hot weather, Song Wan felt weak and cold all over tonight, as if her body was tattered and leaking air everywhere.
She curled up and wrapped herself tightly in the blanket, but it was no use.
It was still cold, a bone-chilling cold as if it had been doused with ice.
Chen Jianjin quietly pushed open the door and entered after Song Wan had fallen asleep.
The girl's guarded yet vulnerable sleeping posture stung his eyes, and Chen Jianjin cautiously approached.
Her bangs were a little messy, and Chen Jianjin helped her tuck them behind her ears.
His fingertips inevitably touched her feverish cheeks. The abnormal temperature startled Chen Jianjin. He placed his palm on her forehead to confirm, and finally had to believe that Song Wan had a fever.
The private plane was equipped with commonly used medications, and Chen Jianjin called someone to have them delivered.
"Wanwan, get up."
He gently patted the girl's face and called to her.
Song Wan was fast asleep and could not be woken up.
Chen Jianjin tried twice, then simply stopped calling her. He broke open the capsule's sugar coating, dissolved the powder in water, and fed it to her.
She resisted opening her lips, her teeth clenched. Chen Jianjin dared not force-feed her, fearing she would choke. After thinking for a moment, he took the bitter medicine into his mouth, held the girl's face between his thumb and forefinger, and slowly fed it to her mouth-to-mouth.
Song Wan was jolted awake by the pain. When she opened her eyes, she saw a boy with his phoenix eyes lowered slightly, his long, straight eyelashes drooping and casting a faint shadow under his eyes.
Her tongue was pressed under his, and her throat unconsciously swallowed what he was feeding her. When Song Wan came to her senses, she realized their position and pushed him away forcefully while delivering a crisp slap.
She kept wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, as if there was something dirty on it. Her movements were rough, and her lips turned red from rubbing.
With his heart aching so badly he felt numb, Chen Jianjin wiped the blood from his lower lip with his thumb and said in a calm, emotionless voice, "It's good you're awake. Take your medicine."
Song Wan didn't move, but gritted her teeth and glared at him with hateful eyes.
Just as the atmosphere reached a stalemate, there was a light knock on the door, followed by someone reminding through the door, "Mr. Chen, the plane is about to land."
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Song Qinru has high blood pressure and usually takes her blood pressure medication on time and in the prescribed amount, which has always been well controlled. But this time, for some unknown reason, when she got up to go to the toilet during a break from working in the store, her vision suddenly went black and she fainted.
She hit her head and bled a lot.
Fortunately, a kind customer who happened to be passing by and went into the store to look at clothes called an ambulance and took the person to the hospital.
The doctor tested his blood and found that his hemoglobin level was abnormal. Further tests confirmed that he had stage 5 chronic kidney disease, also known as uremia.
Song Wan didn't know how she listened to Song Qinsu's sobbing words. It was as if she had been struck by lightning. At that moment, her world collapsed.
Her chest felt as heavy as if a thousand-pound boulder was pressing down on her. She couldn't breathe, her legs went weak, and she was about to fall when Chen Jianjin caught her with lightning speed.
The girl's large tears fell like drops of scalding hot wax, burning a hole in her heart as they landed on the back of her hand. Chen Jianjin was heartbroken.
“Wanwan”.
Seeing that her face was extremely pale, Song Qinsu wiped away her tears, sniffed her stuffy nose, and said, "Don't worry too much. I asked the doctor, and this disease can be treated with dialysis and a kidney transplant. I had the doctor draw blood. Your brother-in-law is away on a business trip, and your sister is at home taking care of the children. She will come over for a check-up tomorrow. The doctor said that children have a higher success rate of matching than other blood relatives, so I called you."
Song Wan nodded with tears in her eyes, "Thank you, Auntie."
When she cried, Song Qinsu felt sorry for her and wiped away her tears with her hand. "Your mother doesn't know yet. Don't cry. Let her see that she's still awake. Go in and see her. She'll be so happy to see you back."
Outside the ward, Song Wan composed herself while tidying up her attire, making sure there were no mistakes before pushing the door open.
"mom."
Song Qinru was staying in a double room, and next to her lay an elderly man who was so ill that he was emaciated.
Song Qinru was checking on the patient in the next bed when she saw Song Wan. She was surprised at first, then complained, "Why are you back now? Aren't you supposed to have class tomorrow?"
"I came back because I missed you, no time is too precious to ask."
Song Wan sat on the edge of the bed and leaned against Song Qinru's lap.
"You," Song Qinru touched her face, glanced at the tall and imposing boy not far away, and said with a smile, "You're all grown up, yet you still act like a child. Aren't you afraid of being laughed at by Jin?"
Song Wan lowered her face and remained silent.
"Alright, I'm fine. Your auntie just makes a fuss. You should go back after you finish eating. You have class tomorrow morning."
"I don't have class tomorrow." Song Wan suppressed the urge to cry. "Can I stay with you for one more day? I'll leave the day after tomorrow."
Song Qinru disagreed, "No."
As she spoke, she instructed the boy behind her, "Jianjin, take Wanwan back to school in a little while."
"I'm not leaving." Song Wan raised the back of her head and said stubbornly, "I won't leave no matter who says so."
"Song Wan!"
Song Qinru put on a stern face, but Song Wan wasn't buying it. Without thinking, she buried her face in her arms and couldn't hold back her tears any longer. Her shoulders trembled as she cried, "Mom, I missed you."
In an instant, Song Qinru's heart softened completely.
Oh well, let her be.
That night, Song Wan sent Song Qinsu home and stayed behind to keep her company. Song Qinru also disagreed with her staying, but she couldn't persuade Song Wan to stay.
Like other family members accompanying patients, she set up a cot in the ward.
To ensure patients get proper rest, the hospital lights were turned off early.
Unable to sleep, Song Wan tiptoed out of her room.
Chen Jianjin, who was sitting against the wall, stood up when he heard the noise.
When Song Wan saw him, she looked away as if she hadn't seen him at all.
There was a 24-hour convenience store downstairs. Song Wan wanted to go over to buy some toiletries, but Chen Jianjin blocked her way. He glanced at the bags of daily necessities on the peeling public metal chair and said in a low voice, "Everything you need is there. I booked a hotel across from the hospital. I'll keep watch over this place for you. Go and get some sleep."
Song Wan lifted her eyelashes to look at him, her eyes cold and indifferent. "Chen Jianjin, what are you pretending to be kind about now?"
Chen Jianjin's breathing became slightly heavy. "Song Wan, do you remember when you were sick? If you collapse now, what will your aunt do?"
"Yes, I'm sick, but who's to blame for this, Chen Jianjin?"
The girl's almond-shaped eyes were filled with intense disgust. Chen Jianjin swallowed hard, his throat dry and sore, lowered his eyelids, and apologized, "I'm sorry."
Evil people live long lives, while good people never get their due.
"God is so unfair." Song Wan looked at him venomously, her tone calm: "Why...why isn't it you lying inside?"
Without any mournful accusations, this single sentence, light and devoid of any emotion, was like a dull knife cutting into flesh, tearing Chen Jianjin's heart to shreds.
He left because Song Wan didn't want to see him now.
After Chen Jianjin left, Song Wan threw herself onto the cold bench.
Beside her were the bags and packages left by Chen Jianjin. Her medicine and the thermos containing warm water were placed separately. Song Wan swallowed the pills with tears in her eyes.
At least one thing Chen Jianjin said was correct.
She can't afford to collapse now.
Because of the medication, Song Wan slept soundly, but Chen Jianjin was different; he didn't sleep at all that night.
He left in such a hurry that he didn't have time to finish a lot of work, so he worked overtime at the hotel all night.
As dawn broke, he sent Zhou Xiangyuan a message: "Could you sign the documents on my desk at the company? I probably won't be able to go back for the next week or two, so I'll likely need you to sign any documents that require your signature."
Zhou Xiangyuan replied instantly: [Where did you go? No, you know the company. I'm only responsible for taking the profits; I don't understand decision-making.]
Chen Jianjin: [I don't need you to make decisions. The things that require signatures are just procedural formalities; I can handle everything else myself.]
Zhou Xiangyuan knew Chen Jianjin's temper well, and it was obvious that he had encountered a tricky situation. He gave him a perfunctory "ok" and then turned to find Qi Yan.
Around that time, Chen Jianjin washed up and went to the hospital with breakfast.
Song Qinru had already gotten up, but Song Wan, on the other hand, was curled up in the narrow cot, not sleeping very comfortably, her delicate eyebrows slightly furrowed.
"Auntie," Chen Jianjin greeted quietly, putting down the breakfast.
Song Qinru stood next to Song Wan, and upon hearing this, she beckoned to him and whispered, "Give me a hand and help me get Wanwan to bed."
Chen Jianjin lowered his eyes and responded softly, then carefully picked up the girl in his arms.
Song Wan was fast asleep, and gently rubbed her face against the pillow.
Her hair was disheveled, with a few strands clinging to the corner of her lips. Chen Jianjin raised his finger to brush away the unsightly strands, his gaze softening with tenderness as he looked down.
A heavy cough came from the next bed. Coming back to his senses, Chen Jianjin pulled his Adam's apple and got up.
Song Qinru saw everything, sighed softly, and said, "Jianjin, come for a walk with me."
Just then, Chen Jianjin also had something he wanted to talk to Song Qinru about, so he immediately nodded in agreement.
The hospital was bustling with activity in the early morning.
Medical staff hurriedly preparing for work, family members carrying breakfast coming and going, and patients queuing to see a doctor... everything proceeded in an orderly and efficient manner.
Song Qinru stopped at a bench next to the hospital flower bed, patted the spot next to her, and said, "Sit down."
The emerald green willow leaves drooped low, and birds chirped in the trees, creating a thriving scene.
"It's uremia, right?"
Song Qinru's straightforwardness surprised Chen Jianjin slightly.
After a moment of silence, he finally nodded frankly, "But it can be treated, Auntie. I was just about to talk to you about this. I want to take you to Beijing for treatment. The hospitals in our small county can't perform kidney transplants, and you'll have to be transferred sooner or later anyway. Why not go to the best hospital? Don't worry, I have property in Beijing, so you can stay there with peace of mind."
Song Qinru sighed softly, "Jianjin, does your family know about Wanwan's existence? And do they agree to you being friends with Wanwan?"
“I am financially independent and do not need their consent.” Chen Jianjin turned to look at Song Qinru, his smile somewhat bitter. “I know what you are worried about, but between Wanwan and me, it is she who does not want me.”
Song Qinru could tell, "Did you two have a fight?"
Chen Jianjin paused for a moment, then lowered his head in disappointment. "It's my fault. Trust is the most important thing in a relationship. I shouldn't have distrusted Wanwan."
He was so jealous of Song Wan's embrace of Lian Huaiyang that he misunderstood her feelings without even giving her a chance to explain.
Just like Qi Yan scolded, he lost his mind when it came to love.
"Do you sometimes feel tired talking to Wanwan?"
"No."
This is the truth. Although many times Chen Jianjin felt powerless because of Song Wan's subconscious avoidance of emotional dependence and intimate relationships, he never once felt that dating her was tiring.
Song Wan's unwillingness to like him wasn't her fault, but his.
It was because he didn't give her enough love that she was wavering.
Song Qinru did not doubt the truth of this statement, and only said: "Wanwan... had a very hard childhood. Her father was useless. He got into gambling when she was one year old. You know what this kind of thing is. If you lose, you can lose everything in one night. Aren't all incompetent men like that? If they are wronged outside, they will try to save face at home. So every time he lost money, he would come back and beat my daughter and me. I was young at that time and didn't understand. I always thought he would change in the future, so every time he knelt down and slapped himself to beg for my forgiveness, I would soften my heart."
"It's a good thing you got divorced later." Chen Jianjin sincerely admired you. "You've had a tough time, and you're very capable."
He was able to ruthlessly sever ties with the past, raise Song Wan on his own, and raise her so well.
People with strong and resolute inner strength deserve respect and praise wherever they are.
Song Qinru curved her lips, but didn't laugh. "I was able to be ruthless and get a divorce because Wanwan paid for it with her physical and mental health. When she was four years old, I found a job and was very busy. I couldn't take care of her, and I was worried about leaving her with her father, so I found a boarding daycare and picked her up once a week. Until one Friday, when I went to pick her up as usual, the daycare teacher told me that her father had taken her away. Not only that, her father also withdrew from the daycare and took the remaining money."
“I knew it the moment I heard him gamble. He doesn’t care about the child. All I could think about was how hungry my Wanwan must be. I rushed home, but Wanwan wasn’t there.” Recalling that night, Song Qinru can still feel the bewilderment and despair of losing her child. “That night, I ran around to many places before finally finding that bastard at a mahjong stall. I asked him where he had taken Wanwan, but he wouldn’t say. I don’t know where I got the strength, but I started smashing things around. The people around were terrified and came out to mediate. Finally, the man relented and said he had sold Wanwan and had already spent the money.”
Chen Jianjin didn't know how he heard this. His heart clenched and ached, and his breath trembled. He opened his mouth, even experiencing a moment of speechlessness. After a while, he finally asked in a hoarse voice, "And then?"
"Later... I called the police. When the police came out, the man, who was a bully who preyed on the weak, quickly revealed the buyer's information. The family that bought Wanwan was not infertile. On the contrary, they had a boy about the same age as Wanwan. The boy was born with a disability and was mentally challenged. They bought Wanwan to raise her as a child bride."
Song Qinru paused, calmed herself down, and continued, "In less than ten days, my Wanwan lost a lot of weight. She was dressed in tattered clothes. Such a small person was struggling to lift a hot bowl bigger than her head onto the table. Her arms and legs were covered with bruises from being pinched. When she saw me, she didn't cry or make a fuss. On the way home, she was unusually quiet in the police car, a quietness that didn't seem like the reaction a child that big should have."
“At first I thought it was a good thing that she wasn’t scared. But later I realized I was completely wrong. I discovered that, without knowing when it started, she had learned to read my expression and had become very cautious. If she accidentally spilled hot water, her first reaction wasn’t to cry loudly because she was burned, but to apologize and say ‘Mom, I’m sorry’ while enduring the pain to clean up the wet table. Even when she went out to buy groceries with me and heard a complaint about how expensive the vegetables were, she would eat less for dinner.”
Unbeknownst to her, glistening tears welled up from the corners of her eyes, cascading down the undulating bridge of her nose, and dripping from the tip of her nose onto the back of her hand.
The boy's reaction surprised Song Qinru, but also brought her some relief. She handed him the paper, which Chen Jianjin took, lowering his head even further. "Sorry, I lost my composure."
A man doesn't easily shed tears, and he was afraid that Song Qinru would think he was spineless and demeanor.
"It's all in the past. Our Wanwan is doing very well now." Song Qinru wasn't very good at comforting people, so she patted the boy's shoulder somewhat awkwardly.
Chen Jianjin knew that what could be spoken was not true pain; true pain was unspeakable. But that did not stop him from feeling heartache.
Song Qinru's words reminded Chen Jianjin of his first encounter with Song Wan.
In the dilapidated abandoned bungalow, the little girl was like an elf who had fallen from the sky. Her clothes were a little dirty, and her face was covered in grime, but her eyes shone brightly when she saw him.
In an inconspicuous corner, the girl is truly trying to live her life and heal her misfortunes.
The person he loves is truly remarkable.
"The reason I'm telling you all this is to let you know that Wanwan is actually very insecure. She might not listen to a single word of someone else's affection, but I can see that my daughter treats you... differently."
Song Qinru's gentle yet powerful voice entered my ears one after another.
"So, Jianjin, I hope you can be more understanding. Wanwan is afraid of getting hurt, so sometimes she deliberately suppresses herself, but that doesn't mean she doesn't care about you."
"Auntie..." Chen Jianjin seemed a little unsure of what was going on, "Do you really think Wanwan likes me?"
Song Qinru couldn't help but laugh, as if it were a joke. "She's already with you, and you're asking me?"
As she spoke, she composed herself and said earnestly, "My daughter, if she really doesn't like someone, she'll avoid them like the plague, let alone agree to be with them."
Chen Jianjin looked downcast.
As expected... he was just being delusional.
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