47 Past Events
◎Law Xue should treat you well; he's loved you for so many years.◎
Xue Lu had Song Qinghe join Jingtian, and he originally wanted to find an opportunity to talk to Song Qinggui.
When the Xue family conducted background checks on Song Qinggui before their marriage, they gained a thorough understanding of her family background.
Her parents separated when she was very young and each started their own families. However, the only information available is that they divorced and remarried in Shenzhen. Their new families did not stay in Shenzhen and their whereabouts are now unknown.
Song Qinggui's grandparents had passed away. Her uncle, Song Qinghe's father, was an ordinary worker with a meager income. However, Song Qinghe's mother was quite capable; she ran a small business and earned some money. Therefore, Song Qinghe's mother was in charge of the household.
However, Song Qinggui's aunt did not have a good relationship with Song Qinggui's grandparents, and she even missed their funeral.
The discord between them remains unknown to outsiders.
The obvious result was that Song Qinggui's uncle and her grandparents also grew increasingly estranged.
Looking back now, Xue Lu thinks the old couple got what they deserved. They abandoned Song Qinggui and worked hard to raise their youngest son's grandson, but instead of receiving gratitude from their son and his wife, they had no one to care for them in their old age and no one to pay their respects after their death.
Xue Lu intended to ease the tension between Song Qinggui and Song Qinghe.
He wasn't acting out of some kind of saintly zealot; he just wanted to create a happy ending for Song Qinggui and Song Qinghe by making dumplings for them.
He agreed with one of Song Qinggui's points: Song Qinghe was a beneficiary of their family's preference for sons over daughters, and beneficiaries had no right to make any demands on the victims.
But Xue Lu still hoped that Song Qinggui could have a relative.
Because he knew that she actually cared and longed for it, but she was hurt too deeply and instinctively wanted to prevent herself from being hurt again.
This can be seen from the reunion of Song Qinggui and Song Qinghe.
The siblings hadn't seen each other for over twenty years, but Song Qinggui recognized Song Qinghe at a glance; the slight resemblance in appearance was only a superficial reason.
Moreover, there were obvious emotional fluctuations in her conversation with Song Qinghe that day. Song Qinggui was a woman who would not change her expression even if Mount Tai collapsed in front of her, so Xue Lu knew that Song Qinghe's appearance must have stirred up waves in Song Qinggui's heart.
Most importantly, Xue Lu could tell that Song Qinghe, that little bastard, had some genuine feelings for his sister.
If he wanted to use Song Qinggui to get something in return, he could have come to Jingtian to ask his brother-in-law for terms, instead of working as a waiter at Lancheng Hotel and recklessly getting involved in Zhuang Xiaomeng's affairs.
In that case, it would be wonderful if one more person in the world could love Song Qinggui.
Xue Lu knew that Song Qinggui was stubborn and that it would take time for her to accept Song Qinghe, so he had been looking for an opportunity to talk to her.
But Song Qinggui has been working overtime lately, and when she gets home, she can only say a few words to him before going to sleep.
Xue Lu felt a little empty inside. At first, he just thought she was very busy and tired, but after half a month of this, Song Qinggui was still like this, and Xue Lu began to lose his patience.
Although they have been married for more than two years, they have only been in a relationship for a month and have confirmed their feelings for each other. They are truly newlyweds.
Xue Lu was very annoyed that his newlywed wife had lost interest in him so quickly.
On Christmas Eve, he prepared a candlelight dinner for Song Qinggui, but Song Qinggui said she had to work the night shift at the hospital.
Lawyer Xue: "Didn't you already join Xue's?"
Song Qinggui: "Dad said I can work part-time at the hospital. There's a lot going on at the hospital at the end of the year, and Xiaoqian needs some time to transition before she can take over the medical affairs department."
After hanging up the phone, Xue Lu gritted his teeth and ate two steaks by himself.
On Christmas Day, Song Qinggui came home early. By the time Xue Lu got off work, she had already taken a shower and was lying in bed.
He hadn't touched Song Qinggui for half a month, which was too much of a challenge to his endurance as a normal man. He felt that if he kept holding back, his entire urinary system would have problems.
That day, he carefully hugged Song Qinggui from behind and tentatively put his hand inside Song Qinggui's pajamas.
Before he could even make a move, Song Qinggui quickly removed his hand: "Stop fooling around, I'm tired, let's do it another day."
Xue Lu felt wronged: "Song Qinggui, do you know that a man's prime is short? I don't have many years left..."
"It's nothing." Song Qinggui smiled groggily, turned around and hugged him: "I don't need this from you. Go to sleep, I haven't had a full night's sleep in days."
Xue Lu was speechless, but he had already raised his hand and gently patted her back.
Her breathing gradually evened out. Xue Lu, suppressing the burning sensation in his lower abdomen, kissed her forehead: "Can't you be a little more tender towards me..."
Song Qinggui got up early the next day. Xue Lu was still asleep. She kissed him on the forehead, tidied herself up, and went to the hospital.
Song Qinggui has been having a rough time at work lately. The couple, Yang Ailin and her husband, who have a blood type dispute, had agreed to undergo genetic testing and a paternity test, and Song Qinggui had even contacted an institution that could perform these tests. Everything was going smoothly, and Yang Ailin and their son had already provided blood samples. But for some reason, Yang Ailin's troublesome husband, Wang Sen, suddenly changed his mind and refused to have the tests done.
Moreover, his attitude towards the hospital has changed. Before, he wanted to hold the hospital accountable and make them pay him compensation.
But recently, when Wu Xiaoqian went to see Wang Sen, he said this: "What does our family's business have to do with your hospital? Aren't you tired of coming to see me all the time?"
Wang Sen's change left Wu Xiaoqian completely baffled. After she told Song Qinggui about it, Song Qinggui was also confused.
Song Qinggui called Yang Ailin to ask if she still needed to undergo gene sequencing. Yang Ailin didn't speak, she just cried. Song Qinggui guessed that she was probably still facing criticism because of the child's blood type.
Song Qinggui called Wang Sen again, urging him to get tested, saying that Jingtian Hospital could cover the cost. He said that getting the test would give the hospital an explanation, as well as an explanation for the child and Yang Ailin.
At first, Wang Sen answered the phone, but later he refused to answer. Yang Ailin's phone was also unreachable.
If that's all there is to it, then it's nothing.
What's unusual about this is that news about it keeps recurring on social media.
Just when the public is about to forget about this incident, a highly popular video of Wang Sen causing a scene at the hospital will surface, reminding everyone that Jingtian Hospital still has such an unresolved dispute.
Jingtian's revenue has declined significantly both year-on-year and month-on-month in the past month, which is closely related to this matter.
Song Qinggui always felt that there was something strange about this matter, as if a group of organized online trolls were manipulating public opinion, but she didn't know who the mastermind was.
Left with no other option, Song Qinggui had Wu Xiaoqian hold a press conference to explain the entire incident and to reveal their speculation about the Mumbai blood type. They explained that it was Yang Ailin and her husband's refusal to undergo gene sequencing and paternity testing that led to the current inconclusive outcome.
However, public opinion did not stop there; there were still continuous negative voices.
"How many times has Jingtian Hospital made the trending topics this year? Flies don't land on eggs without cracks."
"But... is this hospital reliable?"
"Private hospitals are no good. Who knows where they recruited barefoot doctors?"
...
Song Qinggui was somewhat disappointed. She rarely encountered a problem she couldn't solve, but this time she had run into one that was truly distressing.
She sat dejectedly in her office when she received a WeChat message from her senior colleague who worked at Lancheng People's Hospital, asking her to have dinner together.
Song Qinggui wasn't familiar with this senior female student. It was only because Lao Wang stayed at their hospital that Song Qinggui got in touch with her.
Song Qinggui also wanted to see how Old Wang was doing, so he accepted the invitation.
The two arranged to meet at a fusion restaurant near the People's Hospital.
While they were eating, the senior sister suddenly brought up Xue Lu: "How are things between you and Xue Lu now?"
Song Qinggui smiled and said, "It's fine. He treats me very well."
"He's not just nice to you," the senior sister smiled. "He's loved you for so many years."
"Hmm?" Song Qinggui put down her chopsticks: "Senior sister, how...how did you know?"
"You forgot? We were in the same year." The senior smiled. "He was a big name in our year. Lots of girls confessed to him, including me."
Song Qinggui was somewhat surprised, and naturally felt a little embarrassed.
The senior sister raised her hand, revealing her wedding ring on her ring finger: "Don't worry, I'm married."
“That’s not what I’m worried about,” Song Qinggui said somewhat embarrassedly. “I just didn’t expect it.”
The senior student's smile held a hint of melancholy: "Back then, he rejected us using the same excuse, saying he had someone he liked. But we never saw any girls around him. I always thought he looked down on us and was just making up an excuse to brush us off. Until that year, on the day of the finals of the school basketball league."
Song Qinggui remembers the school-level basketball league.
At that time, she was in the External Relations Department of the Student Union and was responsible for organizing the banners and light boards for the sponsors on site.
On the day of the final, Lancheng University won the championship. After the basketball game, Cheng Wuliang confessed his love to her in a grand manner with a huge bouquet of roses, and she accepted.
The senior sister looked at Song Qinggui: "Back then, you accepted a boy's confession, but behind you, Xue Lu kept watching you. I understood then that he liked you."
A ripple of emotion stirred in Song Qinggui's heart. Lawyer Xue…
Senior sister smiled and said, "After ten years of twists and turns, you two still got married. It really is a destined fate. I can't say I lost to you."
Song Qinggui felt a bittersweet sensation at the root of his nose as he was filled with happiness, and a sense of indebtedness welled up within him as he was overwhelmed by love.
After they finished eating, the two went to the ICU together and glanced at Old Wang through the glass.
Old Wang had lost a lot of weight, and many tubes were inserted into his body. The values on the electrocardiogram monitor calmly recorded his life, but he showed no signs of waking up.
"I heard his wife is going to give up," my senior said. "She wants to take their daughter to live abroad. I heard his daughter is a very good student, ranking in the top fifty in the city. Men are really different. Some can love unconditionally for a lifetime, while others have such a good wife and daughter, but still go out and find mistresses."
Song Qinggui remained silent. She knew she was lucky, and for lucky people, anything they said in such a setting would be seen as boasting.
After being discharged from the ICU, Song Qinggui intended to take a taxi back to Jingtian.
But when she walked to the park downstairs from the hospital ward, she saw a familiar figure in the distance.
Song Qinggui frowned and slowly approached her.
“Meng Yuxing?” Song Qinggui asked.
Hearing the call, Meng Yuxing turned around abruptly.
Upon seeing that it was Song Qinggui, she was momentarily flustered and taken aback, but quickly regained her composure.
“The rules,” she said.
[Author's Note]
The next chapter will focus on the romance. I'll be updating tomorrow, so remember to check back!
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