Chapter 79 Chapter 79 Nothing is greater than her happiness and self...
Xueying's ambition has not been curbed by previous setbacks.
She couldn't stand Xi Tong becoming the focus of everyone's attention, especially when she saw the tacit understanding between her and Yu Sixie that had grown deeper after going through hardships and was difficult for others to interfere with. Jealousy gnawed at her heart like a poisonous snake.
At a preparatory meeting for a charity dinner of the Art Foundation under the Lihe Group, Xueying, the new project leader, and Xitong, the core consultant, inevitably met.
During the breaks in the meeting, people gathered in groups of three or four to chat.
Xueying, holding a glass of champagne, casually walked over to Xitong, her voice neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the people around to hear:
"Senior Sister Xitong, congratulations! Your memory has been restored, and you've achieved success in both your career and love life. I'm truly enviable."
She smiled, but her eyes were cold. "Come to think of it, when I was living in the Yu family before, it was thanks to you, Senior Sister, and Mr. Yu's 'care'."
These words sounded like thanks, but in fact they deliberately blurred the timeline, implying that she had a close relationship with the Yu family, and even carried a hint of ambiguous grievance.
After Yu Ziche was released from confinement, he was immediately "asked" to leave the Yu Mansion.
As his girlfriend Xueying naturally moved out with him.
Xi Tong was discussing the exhibit list with another curator. Upon hearing this, she simply glanced at Xue Ying, not even bothering to maintain a polite smile. "Miss Xue, you're too polite. You're a guest, and this is just basic hospitality."
With just one sentence, she drew a clear line between the two and blocked Xueying's little thoughts.
Xueying hit a snag and her face darkened slightly.
Unwilling to give in, she took another step forward, lowered her voice, and spoke with a hint of provocation: "Senior Sister, aren't you curious why Mr. Yu smelled of my perfume on his shirt when he came back from his business trip last time?"
Xueying stared at Xitong's eyes, trying to find a crack in them.
However, Xitong's eyes were calm, even with a hint of pity, as if he was watching a clown who was performing desperately.
She was about to speak when suddenly—
Xueying shook the champagne glass in her hand violently, and the wine spilled out.
Her face instantly turned as pale as paper, large beads of cold sweat oozed out of her forehead, and Xueying's breathing suddenly became rapid.
She subconsciously covered her lower abdomen, her body shook, her vision went dark, and she fell straight to the ground!
"ah!"
"Miss Xue!"
There was a sudden cry of surprise and chaos at the scene.
Xitong, who was closest to Xueying, subconsciously reached out to support her, preventing her from falling heavily to the ground.
Xueying's arm felt ice cold when she touched it, and she had completely lost consciousness.
"Call an ambulance!"
Xitong gave the command calmly. Although she didn't like Xueying, human life was at stake and she couldn't just sit back and watch.
The ambulance arrived quickly. As one of the on-site persons in charge and the person closest to Xueying, Xitong went to the hospital with them for both emotional and practical reasons.
Also traveling with them was Liu Lianzi, who had rushed over after hearing the news and whose face was pale.
Outside the emergency room, the corridor lights were cold white.
After a preliminary examination, the doctor came out and asked, "What symptoms did the patient have before she fell into a coma? Does she have any medical history? Has there been any recent abnormality? For example...is her menstruation regular?"
The last question was like a thunderbolt hitting Liu Lianzi's ears!
We must not reveal Xueying’s pregnancy here!
Her heart was beating so fast it almost burst out of her chest.
Liu Lianzi rushed forward and, before Xitong could say anything, she cried out to the doctor in a tearful, anxious voice, "Doctor! Yingying has severe hypoglycemia and anemia! It's an old problem! It must be because she's been working too hard lately, skipping meals, and getting tired! Her period...her period has never been regular, and it gets even more irregular when she's stressed!"
As she spoke, she pinched her palms hard, forcing herself to calm down. She looked at Xitong earnestly, as if seeking approval: "Senior Sister Xitong, you know that Yingying has always worked very hard, and her health is not good, right?"
Xitong frowned slightly as she looked at Liu Lianzi's unusually excited reaction.
She did vaguely know that Xueying came from a poor family and might be a little weak, but Liu Lianzi's hasty response and overly intense emotions at this moment always made people feel that something was wrong.
However, she did not have any solid evidence and it was not appropriate for her to make any speculations.
Just then, the door to the emergency room opened again, and a nurse came out and said, "The patient is awake, and his vital signs are temporarily stable. He fainted due to acute hypoglycemia and excessive fatigue. He needs to be kept in the hospital for observation. You can go and complete the formalities."
Liu Lianzi was as if she had been pardoned and immediately said, "I'll do it! I'll go and complete the formalities!"
She almost fled from this suffocating place, fearing that if she stayed for another second, her flaw would be discovered.
Xitong looked at Liu Lianzi's panicked back, then looked in the direction of the emergency room. Her doubts were not completely dispelled, but now Xueying had woken up and the doctor had made a preliminary diagnosis, so she didn't ask any more questions.
She just followed the procedure, helped contact Xueying's direct superior at work to inform him of the situation, and then left the hospital.
In the ward, Xueying opened her eyes weakly and listened to Liu Lianzi's horrified description of the thrilling scene.
When she heard the word "menstruation", her heart sank suddenly, her hand subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, and a trace of cold fear flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a deeper calculation.
This time, it was extremely dangerous.
…
As Xi Tong walked out of the hospital gate, she saw Yu Sixie's familiar black car parked quietly on the side of the road.
He was leaning against the car, having obviously rushed over immediately after receiving the news, with a trace of worry still between his brows.
"How are you? Are you okay?"
He walked forward, put his arm around Xitong's shoulders, looked her up and down to make sure she was okay, without even glancing towards the hospital.
Xitong shook her head and breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm fine, it's just that Xueying suddenly fainted. She has low blood sugar and is overly tired. The doctor said she needs to be observed."
Upon hearing this, Yu Sixie simply said "hmm" and opened the car door for her: "That's good, let's go home."
For him, as long as Xitong is fine, he doesn't care about others.
Just as Yu Sixie was about to circle around to the driver's seat, a young girl in a nurse's uniform hurried out of the hospital. She looked around, saw them, and asked loudly, "Excuse me, are you the family members who just brought Miss Xueying here? Her blood test and HCG test results are out. Can someone please go to the doctor's office to pick them up?"
"HCG?"
Yu Sixie paused and frowned subconsciously.
This indicator is usually used for pregnancy testing, and he knew about it because Xitong was pregnant that year.
Xueying? Do this test?
A very faint feeling of strangeness passed through his heart.
How could a young woman who complained of low blood sugar and excessive fatigue be tested for this on a routine basis, especially during an emergency such as a fainting episode?
But he did not delve into this strangeness.
To him, Xue Ying was just an outsider with bad intentions who needed to be guarded against. He had no interest in her private life or physical condition.
He didn't even connect the report to the insignificant "episode" on his previous business trip.
"We are not her family."
Yu Sixie rejected the nurse in a cold tone, got into the car, closed the door, and isolated himself from the outside world.
The car drove smoothly away from the hospital and he quickly put this insignificant episode behind him.
His attention returned to Xitong, who was "lost and found" beside him. Those unimportant people and things were not worth his attention.
However, the seed called "doubt" was inadvertently buried gently and deeply in the soil of his memory by the three letters "HCG", waiting to break out of the ground at some point in the future.
…
It was late at night and there was only a dim bedside lamp on in the master bedroom. The soft light cast the embracing figures on the wall.
Xi Tong leaned in Yu Sixie's arms, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on the buttons of his pajamas. The atmosphere was warm and peaceful.
"Yu Sixie," she suddenly spoke softly, breaking the silence, "After my doctoral program here is finished and grandma's treatment stabilizes... I plan to bring Xizhi back to W City to live."
Xi Tong's voice was very calm, but it was like a huge rock suddenly thrown into Yu Sixie's heart, stirring up a thousand waves!
His body suddenly stiffened, and he almost subconsciously tightened his arms around her. He looked down at her in disbelief, his tone filled with surprise and confusion: "Going back to W City? Why?"
He thought that after his memory was restored, all the obstacles between them had been cleared, and the family should be reunited and live a stable life in Beijing from then on.
During this period, she got along well with her parents, and it seemed as if they had returned to their sweetest times...
Isn't this exactly what she wants?
"Xiao Xi, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Or...is there something you haven't resolved?"
Yu Sixie tried to find clues from Xitong's face, his voice slightly tense. "When grandma's treatment is finished, we can bring her over to live with us and take care of her together. Mom and Dad have always welcomed her. Isn't it nice for us to be together as a family?"
Xitong felt his nervousness, patted his arm soothingly, raised his head, his eyes clear and determined, without the slightest hint of anger or impulsiveness.
"No."
She looked at him, her tone gentle but firm, "It's great here, my uncle and aunt are very good to me, and things between us... have never been this good."
She paused, organizing her words, "But, Jing City is your Jing City, the Yu family's Jing City."
Xitong sat up slightly and looked directly at Yu Sixie. "And I am Xitong. My roots are in W City. There are traces of my parents, my earliest dreams, and the beginnings of my career. Although this period of amnesia has been confusing, it has also made me understand a lot of things. I don't want to just live here as the 'future daughter-in-law of the Yu family,' relying on your family's halo."
She cast her gaze out the window at the dark night, as if she could penetrate the darkness and see the city by the river. "I want to go back and rebuild the medical team I built in W City and pick up the projects that were interrupted for various reasons. There's more suitable soil for my career development there, and there are also new projects that the Luo family and I are planning."
She looked at Yu Sixie again, her eyes pleading for understanding, yet also holding a hint of unwavering determination. "That is my own battlefield in life. Yu Sixie, do you understand? I'm not leaving you, nor am I denying my current life. I just... need a place that belongs entirely to me, to realize my own value."
Yu Sixie stared at Xi Tong in a daze, looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar, independent look in her eyes.
At this moment, he seemed to see Xi Tong, the girl many years ago who had dared to argue with him in college and was full of plans and ambitions for the future.
Yu Sixie suddenly realized that amnesia might be a disaster, but it also allowed Xitong to strip away the inertial dependence and constraints brought by many identities, and re-examine her true inner desires.
He was silent for a long time, so long that Xitong almost thought he was going to object.
Finally, he sighed deeply, and held her in his arms again, resting his chin on the top of her head. His voice was low and contained a hint of helpless compromise, as well as a deeper understanding:
"I understand." He tightened his arms. "If you want to go, go. W City isn't far away. I can go there often."
Nothing is more important than her happiness and self-realization.
He understands now.
He loved her as the complete, independent, and shining Xitong, not as a soulless ornament.
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