Chapter 230 Forcing Myself
The doctor paused slightly, then showed a gentle expression and reminded her with concern, "Pregnant women must pay attention to rest, avoid getting too emotional, and especially avoid standing for long periods or staying up late. Your current condition is not suitable for staying for too long. I suggest you go home and rest for a while, and come back to see him when he is awake."
Qiao Wanyin gently shook her head, her gaze as firm as iron: "I'm not tired. I just want to see him, just one look. Please, doctor."
Inside the ward, Fu Li lay quietly on the pristine white hospital bed, her face as pale as paper.
His forehead was wrapped in layers of gauze, and faint traces of blood could still be seen seeping out.
His left leg was wrapped in a thick cast and suspended high on a support, with the IV drip slowly flowing into his veins.
Qiao Wanyin walked over slowly, her footsteps so light they were almost inaudible.
Her fingers trembled slightly, her fingertips were cold, and when she approached his cheek, she hesitated and stopped in mid-air, afraid of hurting him.
She longed to touch his face, to call his name, but just as she reached out—
"Smack!"
With a muffled thud, Song Yazhi lunged forward, slapped Qiao Wanyin's hand away hard, and then forcefully shoved her away.
"Stay away from him!"
Song Yazhi roared, her eyes bloodshot, as if burning with raging fire.
"You jinx! You jinx! Ever since you entered our family, Maidong hasn't had a single peaceful day! Each mission is more dangerous than the last, each one a near-death experience! If it weren't for his good fortune this time, he would have been dead long ago! How dare you show your face here? Still trying to keep warm by relying on him? Get out! Get out of here!"
Qiao Wanyin staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Qiu Zishu reacted quickly and rushed forward to steady her, preventing her from falling heavily to the ground.
"Aunt Song, what are you doing?"
Qiu Zishu frowned at Song Yazhi, her tone filled with incomprehension and dissatisfaction, "Sister Wanyin is Fu Li'an's lawfully wedded wife, and she's pregnant with his child. It's only natural for her to come to the hospital to see him. Why did you treat her like this? Is this justifiable?"
Was I wrong?
Song Yazhi pointed at Qiao Wanyin, her voice so sharp it almost tore the air apart, tears streaming down her cheeks without her realizing it.
“Look what she brought! Disaster! Misfortune! From the day she entered our house, Maidong’s fate was completely changed! Before, he was an ordinary soldier, carrying out routine missions, but ever since he married her, every mission has felt like a gamble with his life! This time, he almost didn’t come back! She’s a jinx who brings bad luck to her husbands! I absolutely cannot let her get any closer to my son!”
"Enough!"
Qiao Wanyin suddenly raised her eyes, and a fierce flame ignited deep within her pupils.
Her voice suddenly rose, like a thunderclap in the small ward, making everyone's heart tremble.
"You say I'm a jinx? You say I bring bad luck? Have you ever considered that he chose this path willingly? He's a soldier, protecting his country is his duty! I'm not the one who forced him to take risks! What truly puts him in danger time and time again is responsibility! It's faith! Is it what you call 'fate'? No! It's a fact you can't see! And you only use me as a scapegoat to vent your resentment!"
The grievances she had felt over the past few days, combined with the tension and unease she felt at that moment, surged into her heart like a tidal wave, almost overwhelming her.
"You keep saying I'm a jinx to my husbands, that I have a hard life and will harm Ophiopogon japonicus, but what evidence do you have? Can you produce it? If you can't, then you're spreading superstition and making baseless slander!"
Qiao Wanyin's voice trembled, but every word was clear and unwavering.
Song Yazhi's face turned deathly pale in an instant, her fingers trembled slightly, and she pointed at Qiao Wanyin, stammering, "You..."
You're being unreasonable! I was just trying to take care of my son, and you're turning around and blaming me!
"Whether it's just sophistry or not, you know best in your heart."
Qiao Wanyin's eyes were red and swollen, tears welling up, but she stubbornly refused to let them fall. "All these years, you've never listened to anything I've said. Now that Maidong is lying in a hospital bed, you're still stopping me from going in to see him. I have a clear conscience! Now please step aside, I need to see my husband in name only, and my legal spouse!"
Seeing that things were getting out of hand, Fang Xiaoju's expression changed slightly. She quickly stepped forward and tried to smooth things over in a gentle tone: "Sister Wanyin, don't get agitated. You're pregnant, and getting too emotional isn't good for the baby. Let me try to calm Auntie down... I'm just concerned about Brother Maidong..."
Who do you think you are?
Qiao Wanyin turned around abruptly, glaring at her with a cold face and sharp eyes like knives. "A literary soldier who spends all day writing poems, reciting them, and singing love songs, instead of going to the front lines to comfort the soldiers, he runs to Mai Dong's house every few days, single-mindedly trying to break up military marriages and destroy other people's families—how dare you stand here and pretend to care about him?"
The sudden escalation of the noise in the ward attracted the head nurse at the end of the corridor.
She strode in, her brow furrowed, and said sternly, "Please keep quiet, everyone! This is the intensive care unit. Patients need plenty of rest. Your noise is disrupting treatment. Don't you know the rules?"
Suddenly, as if struck by a stab, Song Yazhi plopped down on the cold floor tiles, pounded her hands on the ground, and cried out at the top of her lungs, "Heaven is being unreasonable! The daughter-in-law is kicking her mother-in-law out! My son, whom I raised with such care, is now being held by an outsider, and I can't even see his mother anymore! Heaven, open your eyes!"
The head nurse frowned, her tone becoming even sterner: "This family member, please watch your words and actions. This is a hospital, not a busy street. Losing your temper won't solve anything, and it will only affect others."
Qiao Wanyin took a deep breath, trying to calm her heaving chest, and turned to the head nurse. Her voice was soft but firm: "I'm sorry, Head Nurse, for troubling you. My mother-in-law was agitated for a moment, and I will handle it. But I want to clarify one thing—I am Fu Lian'an's legal wife. We have a marriage certificate, which can be verified by the Civil Affairs Bureau. Now my husband is seriously injured and in a coma. As his spouse, I request to stay and take care of him. Is that alright?"
The head nurse looked her over and noticed that she had been keeping one hand on her protruding belly the whole time, her movements natural and cautious. She softened her tone and asked with concern, "Are you feeling alright now? Pregnancy can cause a lot of mood swings, so don't push yourself too hard."
"I'm fine."
Qiao Wanyin straightened her back, her gaze calm and resolute. "I have been strong for a long time, and I will not collapse at a time like this. I have only one wish—to stay with him and wait for him to wake up."
Just then, a very faint noise came from inside the ward.
Fu Lian, lying on the bed, suddenly twitched his right index finger, then let out a muffled yet clear groan: "Qing...Qing..."
Everyone was stunned, as if time had frozen at that moment.
The air suddenly became quiet, with only the regular ticking of the monitor remaining.
Qiao Wanyin rushed to the bedside, ignoring the pain as her knees slammed heavily on the ground, and grabbed Fu Li'an's trembling hand.
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