Chapter 558: The Right Medicine
Qin Si came to Sheng's house to eat again.
Jiang Zhiyue is cooking today. She is a good cook and can turn simple home-cooked dishes into a full-fledged banquet.
Jiang Wanrou helped by preparing some fruits and said with a smile, "Tell me, when the doorbell rings later, will it be Huai'an or Master Qin?"
Jiang Zhiyue was busy preparing side dishes, flipping through a cookbook in her hand. "For patients who have just woken up from a coma, it is recommended to eat fish soup and egg custard in moderation."
Jiang Wanrou couldn't help but be stunned. At this moment, the doorbell rang suddenly.
The maid who was cleaning the living room put down her tools and went to open the door. She said in a shocked tone, "Mr. Sheng...Mr. Sheng!"
The middle-aged man sitting in the wheelchair had thin cheeks. It was very hot in the dog days of summer, and a thin blanket was covering his legs. Several caregivers were pushing the wheelchair carefully and taking care of him attentively.
Mr. Sheng is out of danger, but his condition is sometimes good and sometimes bad. The doctor gave a bad prognosis. Although his life was saved, he may have to lie in bed for the rest of his life.
Jiang Wanrou often went to look after him. Father Sheng was wearing a ventilator, but he didn't have time to say a word. The two had very similar eyebrows and eyes, and even though they didn't say anything, Father Sheng already knew everything.
He had been holding a grudge in his heart, and this grudge forced him to come to Jiang Wanrou in person.
"younger sister......"
Mr. Sheng's eyes were red and a tear rolled down from the corner of his eye.
His voice was hoarse and dry, like a traveler who had been searching in the desert for a long time.
Jiang Wanrou came over when she heard the sound, her eyes widened with shock, her eye sockets became redder, and tears fell like beads from a broken string.
She saw the brother who had never forgotten her.
The brother who had been searching for her and waiting for her to come home.
For more than 30 years, he never stopped looking for her, and his persistence was finally rewarded.
Jiang Wanrou opened her mouth and found that her throat was very dry, as if she was about to lose her voice due to the stimulation. She had a lot to say but didn't know how to say it.
"uncle."
Jiang Zhiyue's voice sounded at the right time, graceful and outstanding.
A girl as bright and beautiful as the moon. This name was given to her by Jiang Wanrou.
"My brother has been discharged from the hospital, and I haven't prepared anything..." Jiang Wanrou came back to her senses and was a little at a loss, staring at Sheng's father in a daze.
"Mom, uncle was able to be discharged from the hospital a few days ago. Brother Huai'an and I deliberately kept it from you because we wanted to give you a surprise." Jiang Zhiyue smiled and said, "Isn't it a pity that our family hasn't been reunited yet?"
Mr. Sheng's illness has missed the best treatment period and cannot be completely cured, but with his strong willpower and desire to live, he will surely live another ten years without any problem.
Too many things happened, and Sheng's father should have been their pillar of support, solving them on his own, but Jiang Zhiyue was left carrying all the burdens. Sheng's father felt really bad about it.
In a sense, this niece is also a gift from God to the Sheng family.
Without her, Sheng Huaian couldn't hold on.
Father Sheng woke up too late, and all he could do now was to teach Sheng Huaian to shoulder the responsibility of the family, create greater glory, and give Jiang Zhiyue more compensation.
He knew Jiang Zhiyue's character very well and had already secretly hired a lawyer to transfer a lot of property to her name, but all of this was kept secret from Jiang Zhiyue for the time being.
"Today is the day for our family to reunite. I heard from Huai'an that Zhiyue specially cooked for me. I couldn't help but come to disturb you in advance."
Father Sheng turned his wheelchair and moved closer to Jiang Wanrou, saying with a smile, "I can finally taste my niece's cooking skills. I heard Huai'an talk about it a lot during the time I was in the hospital."
With just a few words, the atmosphere became lively.
Jiang Wanrou quickly wiped away her tears. Her daughter was watching her. How could she, as a mother, be so weak?
“I’m just so happy.”
I never thought that my family would be reunited in my lifetime.
The memory of her brother had long been blurred, but when she first met Sheng's father, Jiang Wanrou knew that he would never hurt her.
Those eyes were full of love, just like when she was looking at Jiang Zhiyue. In her heart, Jiang Zhiyue would always be the daughter who needed care. In Father Sheng's heart, Jiang Wanrou was also the little sister who had never grown up.
Today, Sheng's father was in a good mental state. He accompanied Jiang Wanrou in the living room to chat. They had endless topics to talk about, and neither of them mentioned Jiang Wanrou's past experiences. Jiang Wanrou was unwilling to continue treatment, and Sheng's father expressed his support and understanding.
Over the years, the side branches of the Sheng family have embezzled the inheritance of the original wife and have been forced to pay it back with interest. If anyone dares not to pay it back, Sheng Huaian will grab the younger generation of the Sheng family and chop off their ten fingers.
The side branches returned all the money, and now live in poverty and sleep under the bridge. Sheng Huaian removed them from the family tree and announced publicly: the main line of the Sheng family has cut off all ties with the side branches and has no connection with them anymore.
The nobles who once enjoyed great glory have fallen to the point of living with homeless people and becoming as lowly as mud. Sheng Huaian has cut off their livelihoods in all walks of life.
As for Old Lady Sheng, she witnessed Sheng Hui being executed with her own eyes. The skeleton was made into a work of art and displayed in Old Lady Sheng's cell day and night.
Sheng Huaian used the best medicine to keep Old Madam Sheng alive, and the jailer came every day to take a piece of flesh from her body.
He was going to slowly skin her alive.
When Mrs. Sheng was in great pain, she told her, "I killed grandpa. I threw away his medicine the night he fell ill."
Old Mrs. Sheng finally went crazy.
Lin's mother went to the border to look for Lin Xian'er. When she saw the half-naked woman in the underground money house, surrounded by a group of grinning homeless people, she went crazy when she returned to the prison.
The knife that Sheng Huaian used was honed by the suffering inflicted on him by the Sheng family.
Suffering shaped him and tempered his ruthlessness.
After ending the turmoil outside and returning to the Sheng family, the man is still Sheng Huaian who respects his father and cares for his family.
He walked over and hugged Father Sheng, "Father, I agreed to pick you up, but you left first."
Qin Si appeared at this moment, his eyes fell on Sheng's father, with scrutiny in his eyes.
Father Sheng smiled kindly and said jokingly, "You mentioned to me that Zhiyue and Young Master Qin were in love. I found it hard to believe. I came here specially today, but I didn't expect to actually see this scene."
It seems that Qin Si often comes to Sheng's house for free meals, and he doesn't bring any assassins with him. There is an inhuman coldness in his eyes, and he always looks at people with cold eyes, not hiding the sharp scrutiny.
His lips were cold and thin, but the smile he pulled was unusually gentle, "Uncle Sheng is too polite, just call me Qin Si."
Qin Si was holding gifts for Jiang Zhiyue and Jiang Wanrou in his hands.
Today I also specially prepared a generous gift for Mr. Sheng.
The right medicine for the right disease, the exquisite gift box contained a top-quality medicine that could help Mr. Sheng recuperate.
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