Chapter 41 Inflammation
Meng Lirong has been fabricating migraine symptoms for ten years. Normally, she can turn down unpleasant tasks like teaching and research, but at crucial moments, a headache-induced fainting spell, combined with moral blackmail, can produce miraculous results.
Her father wanted her to leave Meng Weishen with her ex-husband so he could remarry, but she said, "Before the birth, everyone urged me to have a child. Now that it's born, no one wants to care. I'm just going to jump off the building with Weiwei in my arms!" She fainted in the living room. As a result, her father continued to help her raise the child, and when he saw her, he could only pout and express his dissatisfaction.
A top student in her class suffered a breakup, and her second mock exam scores plummeted. She said, "Do you know how much Teacher Meng values you? If you don't get into Peking University, Teacher Meng will regret it for the rest of her life!" She fainted at the classroom door. The student was so frightened that he relented and successfully passed the entrance exam to Beijing.
After students reported her for illegally organizing extra classes during the summer vacation, the principal invited her to a talk and tea. She said, "I don't make any money tutoring students, so what's the point? I'm just quitting!" and fainted in the principal's office. The extra classes were canceled, but the principal, fully recognizing her dedication, agreed to assign her to teach the next top class.
Meng Lirong never imagined that she would suffer a setback in her life because of her daughter-in-law.
As always, no matter what happened outside, she kept her eyelids shut. Only when she smelled the hospital's disinfectant did she slowly open her eyes.
The son-in-law reappeared in my sight, haunting me.
Thinking of how Meng Weishen lied and stole his household registration booklet, and how he married a man without telling her, Meng Lirong's temples ached. "Where's Meng Weishen?"
"He said you were just pretending and he doesn't want to see you lately." The son-in-law stood by her side, arms resting on her knees, looking very well-behaved. "It's okay, Mom. I'll accompany you throughout the entire visit. Give me your ID card and I'll register for you right away."
"I don't want you to care. Call Meng Weishen over to me."
"I have to take care of this. Frequent fainting could be a sign of cardiovascular disease. How can you ignore it? Don't worry, I have an acquaintance in the emergency department. I guarantee I can get you an appointment with a specialist who can give you a thorough diagnosis. I've also ordered a health checkup package from the Union Hospital, the one that costs 13,000 yuan, to see what's wrong with you. If modern medicine can't find the problem, I'll find you a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner who can treat your Qi and blood deficiency."
There's no doubt who will be named one of the top ten most touching figures in China this year. The Meng family's ancestors are filled with joy at the sight of such a filial son and daughter-in-law.
The other party had no morals at all, so Meng Lirong's moral blackmail tactics would never work. She quickly assessed the situation, covered her bag containing her ID card, and ran away.
The filial son-in-law also caught up with her and pestered her, asking, "Mom, where are you going?"
"Don't follow me!"
"No, I promised Meng Weishen that since you rarely come to Beijing, I have to make sure you have a great time. It's already late, where is your hotel? I'll take you back."
Meng Lirong became anxious: "I told you not to follow me. I'm leaving you guys alone. Isn't that enough? I need to go find my students!"
The other party seemed calm and composed: "You're welcome, Mom. Meng Weishen and I are already married, and these are what I should do."
……Neuropathy!
For the first time in her life, Meng Lirong felt the feeling of being controlled, and she even felt a bit panicked. She had a bad feeling that she wouldn't be able to escape for the next few days.
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My ear piercing is inflamed.
It felt like a bug had burrowed into his ear, causing it to swell, itch, and ache. The bugs were beginning to spread to his temples and neck, and the discomfort was affecting Meng Weishen's work efficiency.
Meng Weishen wanted to tear open his skin and tear out the source of the itching pain. The foreign body sensation caused by the earrings piercing his flesh became more and more obvious. He couldn't help but rip one of them out, and a drop of bright red blood dripped onto the desk.
"Mia, please give me a tissue."
After the guy sitting in front of him resigned, Ke Mi inherited his workstation, which made it convenient for him to arrange work and chat.
A few days ago, he said he wanted to try a rebellious look, and the dressing idea was provided by the senior Abiko Mi.
"How could it be inflamed?" Ke Mi propped her arm against the desk's barrier. "The piercer I recommended is absolutely professional. I've always gone to her for ear piercings and never had an infection."
Ke Mi pulled back her short hair to show him the results of her ear piercings. She had also changed into new earrings: a sterling silver needle pierced the entire ear, and a metal crow, holding a red gem, rested on the auricle. Artificial gemstones are sparkling.
Meng Weishen was not destined to be an Abi. The consequence of rebelling for the sake of rebellion was that his ear piercing became inflamed.
He occasionally felt a twinge of regret. Even if he wanted Meng Lirong to change her ways, he didn't have to be so resolute. He could just ignore her calls and pretend to be deaf and dumb during the holidays when he was home. And what could she do? Keep urging him to get married until he was fifty?
No. He had endured enough of the first twenty years of his life. In two years, he would even be thirty. He couldn't stand still any longer.
The piercing lost the support of the earring and began to sting again, and he couldn't help scratching it.
Ke Mi quickly stopped him: "Don't keep touching your ear piercings with your hands. It's going to get inflamed. Go to the infirmary and ask if they have any anti-inflammatory medicine like levofloxacin. Get it treated right away."
The company's infirmary had a fairly comprehensive stock of basic medications. He cleaned several of his ear holes with saline, applied anti-inflammatory drops, and then inserted the earrings, letting the solution soak into his flesh along with the metal piercings. The itching and pain finally subsided.
He took two bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine and was walking towards the elevator when his cell phone vibrated in his pocket.
Meng Weishen paused. He'd been resisting incoming phone calls these past few days, resisting the note "Mom" on his screen. Even though Jiang Ranxu had promised him that he'd take good care of Meng Lirong, ensuring she wouldn't have the energy to bother him, a part of his heart still hung in the balance.
Fortunately, the caller ID showed an unfamiliar number from his hometown.
Meng Weishen picked up the phone and put the receiver to his right ear, which was not yet inflamed.
"Hello."
"Hello, I'm your dad. I'm at your company. Your headquarters is so big, it's almost as big as half a small town."
Damn, it’s a scam call, and they’re trying to take advantage of him.
This was Meng Weishen’s first reaction.
But the other party didn't seem to be lying: "Hey, I see you. Are you at the entrance of the coffee shop on the basement floor? Look back."
Meng Weishen's heart skipped a beat. He turned around and actually saw... his father.
The man, wearing a casual jacket, waved the black gift bag at him and grinned. He hadn't noticed at the dinner, but now that he saw him, he seemed a few years younger than Meng Lirong and in good shape. It was just that cruel: the less you care about age, the more you can avoid its ravages.
Meng Weishen didn't go to meet him, nor did he walk away. Admittedly, being alone with his father felt particularly unfamiliar to him. He didn't know how to react. How could he appear normal?
He stood there until the man caught up with him. He then asked, "Where did you find my phone number?" His attitude was not friendly.
"Your mother gave it to me."
"What do you want from me?"
"I'm your father, can't I find you?"
"You never came to me anyway."
The man showed neither regret nor anger. He simply shoved the gift bag into his arms and said, "We were in such a rush during dinner that I forgot to bring it to you. You're dressed quite fashionably now, and I'm not sure if you'll like it. Take it for now."
It turned out to be Ralph Lauren, a North American specialty. Meng Weishen held the gift bag's drawstring like a hot lump of iron.
"The last time we met was when you got into college. Time flies! You've grown up into a handsome young man." Perhaps noticing that he was too tense, he patted his shoulder like a friend, urging him to relax. "Why don't you ask your manager for a day off tonight? Let's find a place to have a good chat."
"Still not?"
"Don't worry, I won't tell your mother."
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