Chapter 38 Christmas Gift

Private Hospital

"Bang!" A blue-purple flame appeared, and Father He lit a cigarette. He walked to the smoking room of the hospital, took a puff skillfully, and exhaled a circle of smoke.

One cigarette slowly burned out, and he continued to smoke the second one. Today, I accompanied the old lady to a private hospital for a full body check-up.

He actually didn't want to come. She wasn't his biological mother, so why would he care? He was just a son-in-law of the He family. He was a poor boy with both his parents dead.

The main reason was that he was handsome, and by chance he was noticed by the former chairman of the Aoki Group.

After that, it was as if he had a golden finger and he soared all the way to the top. He also won the favor of the only daughter of the Aoki Group and became the son-in-law of the Aoki Group.

Before the marriage, he thought that this was the rhythm of having a complete harem. While he was in love with Miss He, he also had an affair with his childhood sweetheart, He Jingxiang's mother. He promised that he would take her to eat and drink in the future.

Of course, this golden finger only goes so far, and the good luck in this life has also come to an end.

Ms. He, she is the top lawyer in Jiangcheng.

She signed a prenuptial agreement for herself. The first clause was to change her surname to He. The second clause was a marriage of convenience. She was not allowed to touch him. She was given a monthly allowance.

He felt the excitement brought by nicotine, which helped him to heal the humiliation he had suffered. He felt comfortable from head to toe, and this excitement only lasted for a few minutes.

A call came in from an unfamiliar number on his cell phone.

The other party asked bluntly: "I asked you to bring Yi Jiu back to me, what are you doing?"

"Someone saved Yi Jiu. There was nothing we could do." He's father defended himself in a low voice, which elicited a snort of disdain from the other party. Only losers would keep making excuses.

Garbage is garbage.

The other party didn't mind digging up his dark history and humiliated him, "It's useless, what excuses are there? Think about when Yi Jiu was three years old, he was just a tiny kid in your house. You were fooled by your 11-year-old daughter and let her let Yi Jiu run away. Fortunately, your daughter didn't inherit your inferior genes, otherwise Qingmu Group would have been finished sooner or later, and you wouldn't have heard this call from me. I really doubt whether your daughter is your child?"

Being humiliated like this, He's father tightly grasped his phone, and the little bit of excitement he had just felt disappeared.

He suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice, "You've gone too far!"

"Then do you know why your wife chose to marry a powerless, poor boy like you?" The other party's voice made He's father feel the shame of running naked again. He's father's breathing became rapid and his fingers clenched into fists.

This reminded him of the prenuptial agreement and his wife's indifference to him on their wedding night.

The other party chuckled with satisfaction: "The guy she likes got engaged while in college, and in front of the whole city, he promised to get married after eight years of studying for a master's and a doctorate. What a coincidence, your daughter and the child of the guy your wife likes are only eight years apart in age. Eight years is really a lucky number."

"Fuck you! Speak to me more politely. At most, I just attempted kidnapping. The legal department and public relations department of my Aoki Group are the best in Haicheng."

"First-rate? That's because your daughter has been protecting Yi Jiu in the entertainment industry. Does it have anything to do with you? The Cheng family may give you a way out and won't kill you. When you saw your daughter, did you feel a trembling sensation?" The other party stopped talking and brought back memories that He's father had buried for many years.

Hearing the other person's rapid breathing, she continued with satisfaction: "If you want to stop and be a licking dog to please He Jingxin, then you have to remain a virgin for her mother. Are you willing?"

Of course not!

Let He Jingxin suppress him. Being suppressed by an omega makes him feel uncomfortable just thinking about it.

Thinking of how He Jingxin used to be very affectionate to him, but became extremely cold, rebellious, and vicious to him after her mother's accident, He's father's face turned pale, and the other party strangled his vitals and sent him to hell.

He had seen He Jingxin's stubborn and crazy appearance, which left a deep impression on him when he later married He Jingxiang's mother. He asked He Jingxin to call her "Mom", but He Jingxin said nothing and held a knife against He Jingxiang's mother's neck.

He's father felt a chill on his back, and He Jingxin was standing not far away, glancing at him coldly, full of disdain and ridicule.

"You are an alpha, and He Jingxin is an omega. This society is much more tolerant of alphas than omegas. This is an A-type society. Find a way to get Yi Jiu to leave Haicheng."

"Jing Xin, what's wrong with you?"

"I see someone is slacking off again." He Jingxin said coldly. She withdrew her remaining eyes, took a scarf from the secretary, and tied it around grandma's neck. "Grandma, you are old. You should pay attention to keeping warm."

He Jingxin suddenly stopped moving. She saw a person wearing a mask running out of a clinic. That person was... Yi Jiu.

......

"Grandpa, did He Jingxin meet me when she was a child?" Director Cheng and the secretary turned around at the same time. Yi Jiu had already entered the office. She had dyed her hair black before coming here. She accidentally knocked a green plant to the ground.

Director Cheng nodded, his hands still clenched the black gold cane, and he said evasively: "Lawyer Xiao He is a friend of your mother. When your mother was in junior high school, she lived in the old house of the He family for a period of time. It would be normal if you were lucky enough to meet him when you were young."

"Grandpa, don't be nervous." Yi Jiu picked up the debris that fell on the ground and pinched a piece of green plant. Green symbolizes hope. She stared at it for a while and threw the garbage into the trash can. "I still believe in President He's character. She won't abandon...abandon me."

Director Cheng shared the same view as Yi Jiu. He seemed to have some memory that something bad happened to the He family during that time, and he understood it. In any case, this could be considered as He Jingxin accidentally helping Jiu Jiu avoid disaster, but this did not mean that he was willing to let the two of them have anything to do with each other again.

Yi Jiu walked to Director Cheng's side and naturally saw the vegetative person lying on the bed on the iPad, Xiao Shaoyue.

Xiao Shaoyue had a respirator in her mouth, and her heart rate was displayed on the machine. One arc after another, indicating that her life was still going on.

Xiao Shaoyue, she finally saw the real person.

The woman was very beautiful, a cool and gentle beauty. She had never expected to see her on an iPad.

A picture of the century wedding of the Cheng and Xiao families appeared in Yi Jiu's mind.

Her mother placed the top-grade white diamond on Xiao Shaoyue's finger, and the two kissed each other at the wedding.

Especially the photo of the two of them kissing. Even though every frame of the photo was not high-definition, it was still particularly dazzling. She felt an inexplicable irritation in her heart. She reached into her pocket and clenched the white diamond in her palm.

It seems that this is the only way to explain that Xiao Shaoyue is not her mother's true love. She has never been her mother's true love, she is the daughter of true love.

"Grandpa, are mom and dad really in love?" Yi Jiu stopped staring at Xiao Shaoyue's iPad and looked at Director Cheng with anticipation.

Director Cheng looked doting and still didn't answer Yi Jiu's question directly. He said, "Jiu Jiu, love is something illusory. Only the person involved knows. You didn't feel the love of your grandfather. You are the darling of the family. From now on, you will be the successor of Chengjiang Group."

Yi Jiu knew that his grandfather was changing the subject and not answering the question directly, which meant he was avoiding the question.

To avoid the question, there is only one answer, then dad is not mom's true love. Then, is mom's true love you?

Siu Yuet Siu?

As soon as she closed her eyes, the pitiful face of Xiao Shaoyue appeared before her. She opened her eyes and saw him sitting on the hospital bed. His eyes looked at her indifferently, full of indifference and ruthlessness.

She opened her mouth gently and said to her proudly, "Of course your mother's true love is me. Didn't you see the wedding of the century that shocked Haicheng? Who is your father?"

"Your father was just your mother's secretary. You two took her away. You are thieves and robbers! Your father has paid the price. He is dead. Then, you will not be far from death either. The mistress will not die well! The mistress's child will not die well either!"

Suddenly, Xiao Shaoyue's face turned into He Jingxin's face, and He Jingxin said arrogantly: "Your love is nothing more than this."

"Miss Yi."

Yi Jiu pulled herself away from her memories, her hands tightly grasping her trouser legs. She was frightened by the thoughts just now. A drop of cold sweat on her head flowed down her cheek and into her neck, making her shiver.

Sitting opposite was a young psychologist. She looked at Yi Jiu with her eyes closed. She had a thin layer of cold sweat on her forehead from fright and looked very worried.

Her heart rate test chart showed a high of 150 beats per minute.

This one glance made Yi Jiu feel uneasy. She stood up, and the chair behind her fell to the ground. She slapped her hands on the table, her pupils dilated, and said anxiously and quickly: "Who allowed you to measure my heart rate?"

A heart rate over 100 beats/minute is considered abnormal.

"Ms. Yi, I just asked you if you were very anxious? You didn't answer me and just kept staring blankly." The psychiatrist was not angry at Yi Jiu's rudeness. Who would be normal to see a psychiatrist?

Yi Jiu didn't want to talk to the doctor any more. She took out a box of medicine from her pocket and said stubbornly, "Just prescribe the same medicine for me."

"No! Miss Yi, how can there be a patient like you? I can't prescribe medicine for you just because you talk nonsense."

"The last time I came to get prescriptions, I've never seen a doctor as difficult to deal with as you. I'll give you whatever you want." Yi Jiu urged, taking out a wad of red bills from his wallet and slapping them in front of her. Due to her rough movements, everything in her pockets fell out.

Yi Jiu put the ID card and several bank cards that fell on the ground into his pocket and urged again: "Give me some medicine quickly!"

This hospital is famous for its lavish spending.

You have paid enough money, so morality and medical ethics do not exist.

Whatever disease you say you have, that is what disease you have. Whatever medicine you want, I will prescribe for you.

What a good tradition, to pursue money.

More importantly, this private hospital is not controlled by her family.

The corners of his eyes were covered in scarlet, and he was in a state of madness without realizing it, like a sober yet stubborn monster.

Miss Yi was in anxiety.

The psychiatrist refused again, "This is not a question of money."

But her psychiatrist saw the box of medicine and found that it was the medicine prescribed by their psychology director. She had finished the medicine in one week, which was originally prescribed for two weeks.

"You're on drugs."

"no!"

"Ms. Yi can't drive." The psychiatrist found no car keys in Yi Jiu's belongings and concluded, "Do you have a sensory disorder? Your family doesn't know about it, right?"

She is well-dressed and rich, but she doesn't even have a car key, so she is not suitable for driving. That is, she has a sensory disorder, which makes her very anxious. She doesn't drink or smoke, but she lives with her family, and the family style is strict.

This is an initial assessment made by a psychiatrist.

As soon as the words fell, it was as if Yi Jiu's veil had been lifted. Yi Jiu hurriedly fled from the clinic, but the long hospital corridor was like a maze. Yi Jiu was scared, so she leaned against the wall with her head down.

Her hand was suddenly held by a warm hand, and Yi Jiu was so scared that her face turned pale and she wanted to put her hands in her pockets.

He Jingxin lowered her eyes and looked at her. It seemed like she was seeing Yi Jiu like this for the first time. Usually, this man was proud of the sun, but now he was like an eggplant hit by frost, lifeless.

How could she dance at night like this? He Jingxin saw her resistance. She wanted to pat her, but was afraid that Yi Jiu would resist. She asked softly, "Yi Jiu, who came with you? Were you scared just now? Tell me, okay?"

"He Jingxin!" Yi Jiu pursed her lips and uttered something from her throat. She lowered her head and said in a timid and tired voice, "Can you please stop meddling in other people's business?"

Only Yi Jiu herself knew that she was in a huge maze, just like the Menotaur's Labyrinth in Greek mythology①.

The hospital corridor she saw was like a twisted maze. She was very sensible and would not turn her face to He Jingxin for the sake of so-called dignity when she was stuck in a quagmire from which she could not escape.

She said, "Don't meddle in other people's business." The implication was, "Don't ask about my illness."

Instead of you getting out of here.

Of all the people she knew, only He Jingxin would not reveal her other illnesses. He Jingxin was pursuing her again, and she would only try to please her during the crematorium. If He Jingxin dared to reveal it to her family, she would never see herself again.

He Jingxin took a look and saw that it was the position of the psychology department.

Yi Jiu is mentally unhealthy and has problems. She knows that people with mental illness cannot be forced or talked to. Yi Jiu's hair is messy. She reached out and tidied her hair. The softness of her hair slid through her palms. She said, "Okay, I don't care. Then can I take you to the outpatient lobby to sit down?"

He Jingxin first asked the secretary to send grandma and her father back to the old house. She and Yi Jiu sat on the bench in the hospital clinic. Fortunately, there was no noise in the private hospital.

Yi Jiu took a long breath, lowered her head and sent a WeChat message to Ji Zhao, asking him to come pick her up. She was the one who paid Ji Zhao's salary, so she wouldn't be so tactless as to go to Grandpa and say something behind his back.

Someone opened the door of the clinic, and a gust of cold wind blew in, making Yi Jiu, who was sitting next to him, shiver. Seeing this, He Jingxin took out the scarf she had knitted from her bag.

"I don't want it."

"A Christmas gift." He Jingxin put it on her stubbornly. The cold white light of the hospital fell into Yi Jiu's eyes, and He Jingxin also entered her eyes. Her gentle eyebrows and gentle words seemed to have magic to calm Yi Jiu's panicked emotions.

A pair of white hands were around her neck, hanging the scarf around and around, and the fingertips rubbed her skin. Then she was enveloped by the warmth and pheromones belonging to He Jingxin.

It was a white scarf with two numbers 19 embroidered on it. It wasn't embroidered particularly well, but you could tell it was done with great care.

The homonym of her name, Yijiu=19.

The cold wind whistling in her ears was instantly extinguished. He Jingxin went out, and when she came back, she had two cups of milk tea and a bunch of sunflowers in her hands. She handed a cup of milk tea to Yi Jiu, "Here you go."

The sunflower was wrapped in khaki paper with a white label on it:

The smile of the sunflower is unique, as bright as the sun, giving you infinite strength and hope.

From Feitong Flower Art

The warm, sweet taste burst in her mouth, and the sweaty and cold palms were replaced by warmth. The tension of the day disappeared in front of this cup of sweet milk tea. The hospital was not weird, distorted or scary.

This milk tea can also cure my illness. She looked at the label and said buy one get one free.

"You buy one, I give one away."

"I want to share the first cup of milk tea on Christmas with you." He Jingxin looked at Yi Jiu's satisfied expression, as if she had lost her fear. He Jingxin raised the corners of her lips, and she looked into the bag beside her. When she took out the certificate, her hands began to move nervously. She silently practiced what she wanted to say in her heart.

She took out a document from her bag and handed it to her. Yi Jiu took the document and asked with a questioning look on his face, "What is this?"

"My pheromone disorder was cured in the first year of my marriage to you. I want to say sorry to you. I'm sorry! I didn't treat you as my medicine in the following years. The inhibitor that happened two days ago was injected by myself."

After hearing her sincere apology, Yi Jiu flipped through the certificate she had provided. She nodded, "Okay, I understand."

"Yi Jiu, your love is impressive. My love is insignificant compared to your love."

Can you give me a chance?

"Mr. He, thank you for accompanying me. I'm going home now." Yi Jiu knew what He Jingxin was going to say next, so she interrupted her and said, "I misunderstood you that day."