Chapter 38 38. Piaoyao "Big brother is old-fashioned, and I am confused...
It was already early the next morning when Shi Jingzhou arrived at the laboratory, and he had no time to rest after the long flight.
The research and development of new drugs has reached a critical moment, and Ruisi is in turmoil. It must stabilize the board of directors as quickly as possible to deal with this imminent disaster.
Ruisi's audit reports for the past three years revealed that rumors of large amounts of funds being used to pay for sales and public relations expenses in violation of regulations broke out overnight. Shi Huaizhi angrily accused Shi Jingzhou of being inappropriate and bringing disaster upon himself.
He ordered Zhou Shu to stay in Nancheng to investigate who leaked the news, while he went to the laboratory alone to get the latest results to stop the gossips.
For three consecutive days, Aunt Chen didn't see the wife and husband come home. Shi Jingzhou didn't sleep for two nights, thinking that Mi Yanyan was living in the new house.
As soon as Zhou Shu had a clue, he heard the news that the old man of the Mi family was in critical condition, and Shi Jingzhou received two photos in his work mailbox.
He hesitated for a moment, walked out of the meeting room, and dialed the phone.
Office of the President of Mingyuan Hospital.
The Mi family had never been so fully present as they were today. They sat around the sofa, each with their own thoughts. From time to time, someone would take the lead and say a few words, but if they couldn't reach a consensus, they would fall into silence again.
Only Mi Yanyan was not there.
She was still wrapped in her plain down coat, leaning against the ICU bed, lifeless.
The old man had moved his fingers a few times over the past two days, but he remained unconscious. The attending doctor came over for rounds, patted her on the shoulder, and said soothingly, "Girl, you can't keep going like this. You'll be forced back in if the old man still isn't awake."
Blinking her dry eyes, she forced a smile and replied in a hoarse voice, "Director Liu, it's okay. I'll stay with him for a while."
This wasn't just a moment, I had been sitting there for three whole days.
"I can't stay with you in the ICU. I can't handle sitting like this."
Director Liu previously served in the Eastern Theater Command before being transferred to Mingyuan. He had watched the Mi family's granddaughter grow up, but after not seeing her for over a decade, the once beautiful girl had become pale and thin, with tear marks at the corners of her eyes that would wet and dry.
"I won't take a break at noon, so it's your turn to have lunch, Xiaoyan, listen to Uncle Liu."
There are more than a dozen people in the family who stay in the office all day long to "discuss big plans", and only this little girl is left to stay. On second thought, it is better to just out of sight and out of mind about the old man's passing, which is much better than having to keep an eye on him and being upset.
Liu Jianmin's tone was firm and unquestionable. Mi Yanyan had no way to refuse, so she slowly stood up and walked out.
Walking all the way to the end of the corridor, she held onto the window frame and looked out. The downtown area of South City was bustling with traffic, and no one was not in a hurry, striding forward without stopping.
Behind him, in the dean's office, his aunt and father were arguing with each other, each refusing to give in. Zhang Qiaoshu occasionally offered sarcastic comments. The other relatives each took their own sides, adding to the discussion.
Who will remember the person who contributed the most to this family? He is old, but not dead yet.
Mi Yanyan covered her lips. Even though she had experienced deep hatred and disappointment towards family affection countless times, she still found it hard to accept this moment as if she was being pierced by a thousand arrows.
She opened the dialog box and wanted to say something to Shi Jingzhou, but she didn't know where to start.
Suffering from jet lag, she put away her phone and went to the cafeteria. As soon as the aroma of food reached her nose, she felt nauseous and dizzy. She subconsciously held onto the stainless steel handrail, and the sweat on her palms fell down, and she was no longer sober.
Mi Yanyan didn’t know how long she slept, but in her dream she really returned to her childhood, hiding in her grandmother’s arms and asking when her parents would come home this year.
Mi Zhenhua had just returned from get off work, holding a watermelon and calling for help. Jiang Jing scratched her nose and said, "Go ask the old man. I don't know."
She jumped out of bed and watched Grandpa chopping watermelon in the kitchen. He cried out in disbelief after the first cut, and apologetically cut off a slice, "I bought a sandy one again, and our Xiaoyan hates sandy watermelons the most."
She completely forgot about asking her parents and burst into tears. "This is the third time this week that my pulp has become sandy. This is bullying."
The three generations of grandparents and grandchildren cried and laughed, and finally took the key and went out to argue with the boss, and in exchange they took home a crisp melon.
Time goes back to not long ago. On the night of the blind date, Mi Zhenhua asked her to go home temporarily. Mi Yanyan knew it must be related to the two brothers of the Shi family.
There were only the grandfather and grandson at home. Mi Zhenhua asked her with a smile what her impression was. Mi Yanyan answered honestly, "The elder brother is old-fashioned, and the younger one is incomprehensible."
The old man was stunned for two seconds before he realized that the "little one" Mi Yanyan was referring to was Shi Jingzhou.
"Grandpa hopes that you will marry Shi Jingzhou. Zekai is too ambitious and not suitable for you."
Mi Yanyan was stunned and asked, "They say the second son of the Shi family is the ambitious one, and the eldest brother is more cautious."
The old man hadn't finished what he was saying, so he asked Mi Yanyan with a smile, "You don't remember the boy from the Shi family at all?"
Mi Yanyan felt a tightness in her chest and struggled to open her eyes in her dream. The smell of disinfectant mixed with the aftertaste of familiar perfume lingered in the air, and the face that caught her sight was the one she hadn't seen for a few days.
She moved her tightly held hand and asked blankly, "Shi Jingzhou, have we met before?"
The person who had been waiting for a long time was suddenly stunned. He shook Mi Yanyan's hand with his hands. His tone was unprecedentedly calm and gentle. He did not answer the question, but asked anxiously and concernedly: "Are you feeling better? Are you feeling unwell?"
When he got off the plane and rushed over, he found out that Mi Yanyan had fainted at the cafeteria door. She had been staying in the hospital for these days without saying a word, and no one knew about it.
There are also.
The man in the photo knows.
"I'm just a little dizzy," she said, realizing halfway through. "How long have I been sleeping? Why are you here?"
She remembered that she was going to the hospital cafeteria to eat. She quickly propped herself up and sat up. "Oh no! Director Liu is still watching Grandpa for me. He has an outpatient clinic this afternoon."
"Xiaoyan," Shi Jingzhou stood up and supported her. His tired eyes revealed a rare sadness. He paused and held her in his arms before speaking, "Grandpa is gone."
Standing on the third floor below Mingyuan, Mi Yanyan saw from afar the funeral home car parked in front of the morgue door.
In addition to the Mi family members standing in two rows, there were about thirty to fifty former students. Due to her obstructed vision, she could only see the bracket covered with white cloth being lifted shakily into the dark car.
For the first time, Shi Jingzhou felt how light she was. Her body, beneath the hospital gown, seemed like it would fall apart at the slightest fold. Even if her entire weight pressed down on him, it felt as light as a feather, powerless and melancholy.
"Do you want to go over?" he asked.
Mi Yanyan shook her head. There were too many people performing hard there, and it would be the same for her standing here. Anyway, no matter where she was, her grandfather would never see her again.
The hearse drove very far away, so far that after everyone had finished bowing and stood up, Mi Yanyan waved to the empty exit. Two lines of tears fell into her collar, slid across her heart, burning and tearing.
Shi Jingzhou leaned over to wipe away her tears. The person in front of him gently slipped into his coat, soft as a blade of grass, broken off its roots and separated from the soil, drifting in a negative and swaying manner.
There was an unusual commotion outside the ward. Shi Jingzhou watched the nurse give her medicine and wait until she fell asleep before leaving. Before he could even close his hand, Mi Wenzhong came up to him and asked with a smile, "Son-in-law, what did the old man say in the end?"
When Shi Jingzhou arrived at the hospital and hadn't seen Mi Yanyan yet, he was called to the intensive care unit, saying that the old man of the Mi family had woken up and wanted to see him.
Liu Jianmin was worried about both sides, so he made a decision for him. "Xiaoyan is fine. She's already receiving IV fluids due to fatigue and hypoglycemia. You should go to the old man as soon as possible. Time is running out."
He then rushed to the ICU, and within ten minutes of coming out, the old man passed away.
Later, Shi Jingzhou learned that he was the only person Mi Zhenhua saw before his death. At that moment, he was extremely grateful that he returned to Nancheng as soon as possible. If he had not caught up, he would never understand the old man's good intentions in his life.
"Are you preparing for grandpa's funeral? When will he go up the mountain?" Shi Jingzhou ignored his father-in-law's question and asked directly.
Mi Wenzhong was caught in a dilemma by Shi Jingzhou's actions. He didn't get to ask what he wanted to ask, and what he wanted to cover up was exposed. He had no choice but to reply, "Just for these two days. Xiaoyan is not in good health. We don't care about the rules of funeral arrangements. It's okay if she doesn't attend."
"What father said is a bit ridiculous. No matter who doesn't participate, Mi Yanyan will not not participate either." As he spoke, his eyes swept over Mi Xiner fiercely. She had been afraid of Shi Jingzhou for a long time. After being looked at like this, she was so scared that she turned her back and dared not speak.
Zhang Qiaoshu ignored Mi Wenzhong's false deception and asked directly, "Did the old man leave a will? Who did he leave the Mingyuan shares to?"
"I don't know." Shi Jingzhou said, folding his arms and leaning against the wall, watching the whole family in chaos.
Mi Wenzhong said, "We can't contact the old man's lawyer, so let's consider the funeral first. My sister has no children, and Xiaoyan is in poor health. According to the tradition of Nancheng, let Xin'er hold the portrait."
Zhang Qiaoshu sneered. He wasn't surprised that Mi Wenzhong would say such a thing. The old man left in a hurry, and he was eager to establish the man outside. "Even though your Mi family isn't a wealthy one, Dad is still a person of status. Funerals aren't big celebrations. There's no need to rush to expose the filth and mess outside."
Mi Xiner had only heard from her mother Fang Jie that Zhang Qiaoshu was cruel and ruthless, and could speak viciously and sarcastically for three days and three nights without stopping. She had encountered him a few times in the past few years and had no idea of it at all.
She had only thought him well-educated, even gentler than her own mother. It wasn't until now that she realized she had been shortsighted. Zhang Qiaoshu was simply enduring, willing to die to preserve his position and prevent them from taking advantage of her.
"While the old man is still alive, I can't go against him. Now it's time for us to part ways amicably." Mi Wenzhong rarely took off the skin of a smiling tiger. His eyes were full of disdain and disgust. Zhang Qiaoshu ignored him and replied.
"It would be best if everyone is free. The key is to clarify the source. If we separate well, we can indeed part ways amicably."
Shi Jingzhou looked back at the ward. Through the glass, he could only see her lying there quietly, curled up and covering her ears.
He suddenly understood why Mi Yanyan had a kite tattoo on her body.
Why did she agree to marry him so decisively and even a little rashly?
And why is every step in a relationship so difficult and pessimistic?
It wasn't her fault, and no one could take anything away from her.
Mi Xin'er had been ordered by Mi Wenzhong to stay in the hospital for several days and had long been impatient. Seeing the two of them fighting, she finally waited for the grand ending of their family reunion. She muttered triumphantly, "Why not just give it to Mi Yanyan?"
She didn't want to hold the portrait. It was hard and tiring to get up early in the morning. She had only met the old man of the Mi family a few times and he didn't like her. Why bother fighting for this useless thing?
Shi Jingzhou put one hand in his pocket, his eyes swept across every face in the corridor, and finally raised his eyes to look at Mi Xiner.
"You give it to her?"
"Yeah, if she wants to go, let her go."
"Is it your turn?"
"Shi Jingzhou, why do you care about our family's affairs?!"
Shi Jingzhou smiled and raised his voice a little.
"Maybe it's because you have no name or status."
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