The old man paused, turned back and looked deeply at his daughter-in-law, who was limp as a rag doll, wanting to ask her why she was so certain, only to be urgently dismissed in the end.
He merely glanced at the guard, who nodded slightly, indicating he would check immediately.
Nothing is more important than getting his grandson back now. After this incident, Grandpa Gu has finally come to a complete understanding.
Even if Xuan'er's legs have a chance of recovering, and even if he is confined to a wheelchair for the rest of his life, the Gu family would never entrust him to a morally corrupt illegitimate son.
Watching her family members leave with excited expressions and hurried steps, a dark and unfathomable look flashed in Gu's mother's lowered eyes.
Will it be restored?
Don't even think about it!
She didn't even care about her son who had been taken away; she hurriedly got up and followed the brigade headquarters.
...
Song Nan left the private research institute —
Ruan Xianxian was wrapped in plastic sheeting, with only her eyes showing from head to toe. "Hey Lao Song, do you really need to be wrapped up so tightly to protect yourself from thieves?"
Gu Chengxuan chuckled softly from his hospital bed.
Song Nanli, who was examining his legs, didn't even look up. "He said it himself, he just came out of an environment full of syphilis sores."
What if the patient gets an infection less than a week after surgery? We'll just have to make do.
Ruan Xianxian blinked her only exposed eye. Protective suits in China are now more expensive than gold. Song Nanli said she didn't deserve them and wrapped her in three layers of plastic sheeting.
She suspected that this guy was settling a personal score.
After the examination, Song Nanli straightened up with a smile on her face, "The recovery is going very well. Rehabilitation treatment will begin gradually today."
It will hurt a lot, be prepared.
The recovery is more than just good; because the doctor used a high-grade spiritual spring, other doctors who saw the postoperative recovery could call it a medical miracle.
Without a pain pump, Gu Chengxuan reached out and touched the numb, aching outer thigh. Pain? Pain was terrible, but sometimes at night it hurt so much he wanted to die.
But these are still better than being bedridden for life with no hope in sight.
To distract her, Gu Chengxuan asked, "Didn't you say we'd tell the family when my legs were fully recovered, at least enough to stand up?"
Why was the plan brought forward?
Ruan Xianxian: "Seize this good opportunity, a chance for your grandfather to see Gu Zhengchi's true character and for you to regain your position. The plan is to move forward."
From beginning to end, all she was scheming was to win over Old Master Gu's heart.
Having never met him before, she didn't know if the old man had known Gu Zhengchi's true character all along.
But she bet that a seasoned veteran wouldn't tolerate his heir bringing the scandal to the public eye.
The law cannot punish Gu Zhengchi in this case, but Old Master Gu can.
Gu Chengxuan: "What do you want me to do when we get back? Cripple him? Or... kill him?"
Ruan Xianxian thought about it and realized that the only harm Gu Zhengchi had done to her in her past life was the kick that broke a few of her ribs.
At that time, he was a rising star, while she was just rotten, smelly mud in the ground; to even glance at her was to do her a favor.
One attitude is enough to make many people, including Lu Yi, willing to serve him.
Ruan Xianxian chuckled, "Suit yourself, but there's one thing: I don't want to see this person show their face again."
Gu Chengxuan's eyes flickered slightly, but he simply stopped showing himself? That wasn't enough.
His being ambushed by the enemy and the gradual loss of sensation in his legs after being wounded are both questionable.
Back then, he was heartbroken and didn't care how he lived or died covered in filth. But things are different today.
"Since you've brought up this topic," Song Nanli said, taking out a small glass bottle containing a clump of black, viscous substance about the size of a fingernail.
"These are the scrapes taken from your leg bones and tendons during the surgery. I've tested them; they contain toxins, though I don't know the specifics, but they're likely neurological."
You can consult an expert in this field if you have the chance.
He is a Taoist physician who learned traditional Chinese medicine from a young age. He also learned to perform surgeries after Western medicine was introduced to China.
While they may be better than most people in China at Western medicine, they are by no means experts.
Gu Chengxuan gripped the glass bottle tightly, staring at the viscous black substance inside, his expression dark and unreadable. "Okay, thank you!"
“It’s getting late.” Ruan Xianxian glanced at her watch. “I reckon your grandfather and the others should be arriving soon, so I won’t go back without seeing them.”
Upon hearing that she was leaving, the burning light in Gu Chengxuan's eyes dimmed considerably. He pursed his lips, and in the end, he said nothing, only reminding her to be careful on the road.
Ruan Xianxian imagined patting him on the shoulder as she used to, but as soon as she moved, the plastic sheeting covering her body rattled loudly, and she rolled her eyes.
"Alright! If you encounter any difficulties, just let me know. There's no problem that I, Emperor Ruan, can't solve. I'm off."
After the ward door closed, Gu Chengxuan asked Song Nanli, "Did you understand what she said?"
Song Nanli pointed to her head, meaning she was seriously ill.
...
Ruan Xianxian drove like a night owl through the streets and alleys of Beijing, passing Tiananmen Square and then the Forbidden City, and felt a little reluctant to go home.
Reborn, she attributes her past life's tragedy to her foolishness and resolves to become a wise and resourceful person who illuminates herself and others.
After Ruan Kangri and Ruan Baozhu died one after another, she suddenly felt a little tired.
I don't want to socialize or please anyone, and I especially don't want useless social interactions.
On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Grandma, who has no daughters or relatives visiting, would have her neighbors open their doors and start greeting her. Suddenly, she didn't want to join in the fun.
I drove aimlessly on the streets for hours, and only headed home when my car was almost out of gas.
Despite all precautions, it was almost 10 o'clock, but there were still people in the house, and the sound of arguing could be heard through the two doors into the hallway.
Ruan Xianxian twirled the keys in her hand, thinking absentmindedly, "Who is it? Adding to the festivities during the New Year."
As the door opened, a string of New Year's greetings rushed to his lips, but upon seeing the figure on the sofa who looked at least ten years older, he froze in place.
"Grandpa Lu?"
She hadn't expected that Lu Yi's grandfather, Lu Tianming, would be in her house at this time. After a moment of surprise, a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.
"It's so late, have you eaten yet?"
The tense atmosphere dissipated, and Lu Tianming touched his nose. "I've eaten!" Who hasn't eaten yet?
In other words, no one is actually visiting someone else's home.
Ruan Xianxian felt a certain affinity for him from a past life, and asked with concern, "Did something happen at home?"
"Lu Yi is dead." Lu Tianming's words were like a thunderbolt. His grandmother rolled her eyes and said, "So what if he's dead? What kind of behavior is it to come to my house and cause such a ruckus?"
Could it be that I, an old woman, was lusting after him and killed him out of lust?
They were all old comrades-in-arms. When Lu Yi's child was born, his appearance was unmatched in the troupe, and the old lady liked him very much.
But ever since she learned what that child had done to her granddaughter and to Shan Jing, she could no longer like him.
Being questioned like a suspect from noon until night, it's natural to not speak politely.
Ruan Xianxian seemed to be stunned for a moment, and interrupted Lu Tianming before he could speak.
"Is that so? My condolences, Mr. Lu."
"Even if you don't come today, I would have come to visit tomorrow or the day after."
She pursed her lips. "There's something I'm not sure if I should say. I've found a relative of yours who isn't related to you by blood."
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