Chapter 214 Finding a Glimmer of Hope
Inside the hall.
The old man suddenly asked, "Have you asked him what he thinks?"
Ji Shu looked towards the door and said, "Whether he agrees or not, this stubborn illness must be cured. Grandfather, just listen to me."
Seeing her so resolute, the old man thought that if she could be cured, that would be a blessing; if not…
“His illness requires someone to take care of him at all times, and only you can perform this treatment.”
"You should go back to Luoyang with him. I believe he will take excellent care of you and your child."
Ji Shu looked at the old man. If she were to leave, the old man would truly have no close relatives left by his side.
She couldn't bear to see him end up alone and destitute in his later years.
She wanted to suggest that the old man go to Luoyang with them several times, but she knew in her heart that the old man would not agree.
After a lifetime of wandering in the place where he was born and raised, all he wanted in the end was to return to his roots.
Grandpa Sheng's hand holding the cane trembled slightly, and he barely managed to maintain a calm expression on his aged face.
"If you have time in the future, just write me a letter every month, and I will be content."
Upon hearing this, Ji Shu could no longer hold back her tears.
During those three years, she not only learned excellent medical skills, but in the first year, she and her grandmother almost depended on each other for survival.
If it weren't for him, I'm afraid I would still be living in constant fear and anxiety.
“Grandfather…please come to Luoyang with us. I will still open a clinic in Luoyang. He has already promised me that he will never let me enter the capital city in this lifetime.”
The old man listened silently.
After a long pause, he sighed and said, "Shu'er, His Majesty has deep feelings for you. Since he has granted you this request, do not let him down."
He looked into Ji Shu's tear-filled eyes and said, "I will never take on another disciple in this lifetime. I only hope that you can carry forward the Sheng family's medical skills."
"In that case, even if I were to die, I could go to the afterlife with a smile on my face."
After leaving the house, Ji Shu fell silent. Pei Yanzhi noticed that her eyes were slightly red and swollen, and guessed what had happened.
Over the past few years, the old man had indeed treated her like his own granddaughter. Thinking of what the old man had just said to her, her eyes darkened slightly.
After the carriage gradually drove away...
Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Ji Shu assumed he was worried about his health and comforted him, "The old man also said that although it cannot be cured, it would be very good if he could live for another ten years or so."
In the original book, he did not live past the age of forty-two. At worst, he was able to fight for these ten years, which was extremely precious to her.
Moreover, the old man also said that if he takes proper care of himself, he could live to be seventy or eighty without any problem.
Pei Yanzhi gave a wry smile, took her hand, and said, "I regret it a little, Shu'er!"
Ji Shu suddenly looked up at him, her eyes full of confusion.
He lowered his eyes: "Actually, in the first year after you disappeared, I had already found out that you were in Ganzhou. At that time, my heart was filled with both hatred and love, tangled and confused, so much so that I didn't know which was more intense."
"It's only when I meet you in my dreams that I realize that longing ultimately takes over more."
"But if we really bring you back, it will only be mutual torment, and you will never be able to let go of that grudge in your heart."
"At that time, I silently kept you in a corner of my heart, and it seemed that as long as no one mentioned you, I could gradually forget you."
Ji Shu was stunned; she hadn't expected his emotional journey to have gone through all of this.
"But now that I've found you... I regret it."
Ji Shu looked at him in disbelief. "Regret what?"
"If I had known earlier that I was going to die soon, why would I have asked you to come back with me?"
After speaking, his eyes dimmed, and his tone carried a hint of despair.
Aside from the time he was chased by the King of Qin's men, this was the only other time he showed that look of despair.
Having finally found a glimmer of hope, Ji Shu was so angry at his words that she trembled all over.
Looking at him coldly, she questioned, "So you mean you regret it? Regret going to all that trouble to please me? And then, knowing you're about to die, you just want to find somewhere to die quietly without even telling me?"
Pei Yanzhi froze, remaining silent for a long time.
It was as if she had read my mind.
Even knowing he was ill, and that it was normal for someone who was sick to have some negative thoughts, she still couldn't control her anger.
He asked in a cold voice, "So what do you want now? Do you want to go back to your Luoyang alone?"
"Very well. I never wanted to go back with you anyway. Since you are about to die, it would be futile for Qinghe to follow you. Otherwise, if you fail to protect Pei Xingjian after he ascends the throne, you might bring disaster upon yourself instead."
"That's perfect."
After speaking in a flat tone, his expression was extremely cold. He lifted the curtain and saw that Guangmin Hall was not far away.
Shout loudly out of the car: "Stop the car—"
As soon as the carriage came to a stop, Pei Yanzhi was stunned by her words and had not yet spoken.
Then she slammed the curtain down and jumped down.
I could only see her receding figure from inside the car.
He suddenly felt that the air around him was so oppressive that it was suffocating, and it felt as if a piece of his heart had been ripped out. He couldn't hear his own heartbeat, and only a huge sense of emptiness echoed in his chest.
Pei Yanzhi's temples throbbed with veins, and as his blood surged, he jumped down, hoisted her onto his shoulder, and carried her back to the carriage.
Ji Shu used both her hands and feet to beat him all the way.
"You're a coward! You think you're about to die and don't want to be a burden to me, don't you?"
Pei Yan was punched in the jaw by her. The two returned to the mansion. Ji Shu originally wanted to confront him properly, but after a heart-wrenching outburst,
I noticed his eyes were red-rimmed, his hand slowly stopped moving, his nose started to sting, and tears streamed down his face.
Wu Yang sat outside the door, listening to the crackling sounds coming from inside, and couldn't help but pick at his ears.
I got up and stood further away to avoid being caught in the crossfire.
Pei Yanzhi held her tightly in his arms, his voice low and husky: "No!"
"At first I did feel a little regretful, but when I saw you get off the carriage and walk away without looking back, I got scared."
"If I don't have you for the next few years or even ten years, I don't know how I will go on living. It's like I've been hollowed out."
He pulled her tightly into his arms and whispered an apology: "I was wrong, Shu'er, please don't leave me."
Ji Shu's fingertips were numb, and tears continued to flow: "If we treat her properly, she can be cured eventually. It's not like she's going to die tomorrow."
"Don't you want to see Qinghe get married and have children? He's still so young and needs you, his father."
"I'm still so young, and you're willing to leave so early? Aren't you afraid I'll remarry with Qinghe to another man..."
Before she could speak, Pei Yanzhi's passionate kiss silenced her. The bitter kiss, mixed with tears, clung tightly to each other's breaths, leaving no room for anything else.
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