Chapter 1122 What if the disabled boss can’t get better? (End)
"Doctor Wang, can my leg be cured?" Jiang Rushong held the handle of the wheelchair tightly and asked the solemn old doctor nervously and anxiously.
The old doctor carefully looked at the results of a series of examinations that Jiang Rushong had just completed, then pressed on Jiang Rushong's legs and asked him carefully about his feelings. Then he replied: "The condition of your legs is not very optimistic. If I had treated you when you were just injured, I would have been 80% sure that I could cure you. But now you have been injured for four or five years, and the sequelae are getting more and more serious. I can't guarantee that I can cure you."
"Really?" Jiang Rushong asked in a panic, "You are such a skilled doctor. I heard that you have cured many people who were more seriously injured than me..."
Doctor Wang shook his head: "When did you feel the pain in your legs?"
Jiang Rusong suppressed his inner anxiety and nervousness, recalled it, and replied: "About three years ago."
"This has dragged on too long." Doctor Wang looked at him with pity, "I can only try my best to make your leg feel better." The implication was that he could not guarantee that he could cure Jiang Rushong's leg.
Jiang Rushong understood, and a strong sense of disappointment surged into his heart, making his eyes red for a moment.
Wu Qingxuan was hit even harder. She asked Dr. Wang in disbelief, "How could his leg not be cured? Is your medical skill too poor?!"
When she couldn't accept that Jiang Rushong's leg could not be healed, she started to talk without thinking.
In the end, Jiang Rushong scolded her rationally: "Shut up! This is an expert in treating trauma and the best doctor here." Then he apologized to Dr. Wang.
Doctor Wang had seen many family members who could not accept the patient's condition, so he did not care about Wu Qingxuan's rude words and said, "It's okay, she just cares about you and understands your condition. But there are always people who are better than you, and there may be doctors in other places who are better than me and may be able to cure your leg. You can go see other doctors."
"Yes, yes! Go find another doctor!" Wu Qingxuan said to herself without waiting for Jiang Rushong to speak. In her dream, Jiang Rushong's legs were indeed cured, but it did not mention which doctor cured his legs. Therefore, she still had a little hope and thought that maybe it was not the Doctor Wang in front of her who cured him?
"Rushong, let's go to a hospital in another city for treatment?" Wu Qingxuan looked at Jiang Rushong with pleading eyes. Jiang Rushong was unwilling to accept the fact that his legs could not be cured, so he agreed with Wu Qingxuan.
Dr. Wang did not care about this. It was normal for patients to see other doctors. On the contrary, he introduced Jiang Rushong to some other surgical experts and orthopedic experts he knew and asked Jiang Rushong to see those people.
Jiang Rushong thanked Dr. Wang profusely, and then he and Wu Qingxuan set out to seek medical treatment. The family had two children. Jiang Yong was over eight years old and could barely cook, wash clothes, and take care of himself and his younger brother. Therefore, the couple left some money for the children and went everywhere to seek medical treatment.
However, they did not have much money, and when the little money they had was all spent, Jiang Rushong's legs were still not cured. The two of them refused to give up, and finally made up their minds to sell their house and rent an old and dilapidated house to live in. They used the remaining large sum of money as Jiang Rushong's medical expenses.
Unfortunately, after a year or two of struggling and spending all the money from selling the house, Jiang Rushong's legs still showed no improvement, and the pain became even worse. Finally, the doctors advised him not to continue struggling, as the possibility of his legs being cured was almost zero, and it would be best for him to go home and live a good life. Continuing to work hard would only make his leg injury worse faster.
So Jiang Rushong and Wu Qingxuan had no choice but to go back home. They had to go back because they had no money left and if they didn't come back they would end up living on the streets.
But this time when they came back, they were no longer neighbors of Ye Jin and Xiang Shichu.
Jiang Yong looked at his biological father and stepmother in front of him with an expressionless face. He held his brother's hand and watched Wu Qingxuan push Jiang Rushong into the house without saying a word.
"Xiaoyong, Xiaoyi. We are back and will never leave again." Jiang Rushong said to his two sons with a forced smile.
"Hmph, I thought you all forgot about your two sons, or that they died outside!" Jiang Yong looked at him with resentment.
"Jiang Yong!" Jiang Rushong finally couldn't keep up the fake smile on his face anymore. He said with difficulty, "Dad is out here to get treatment. It's not easy for him. You have to understand Dad..."
"You want me to be considerate of you, but why don't you be considerate of me and my brother?!" Jiang Yong stared at him angrily, his eyes suddenly filled with tears, "You've been gone for two years, and the little money you left behind is not enough for my brother and I to spend. We were starving and had to beg on the street!"
When Jiang Rushong heard his accusations and saw how dirty and skinny he and Jiang Yi were, it was like a heavy hammer hitting his heart, making him so painful that he could hardly breathe.
"If the landlord hadn't felt sorry for us brothers, we would have been kicked out and ended up on the streets! What kind of parents are you?!" Jiang Yong really hated these two people. He was less than ten years old, and he had to make a living with a younger brother, but these two parents abandoned him and didn't care about him. Why did they have such selfish parents? !
"Xiaoyong, Xiaoyi, dad is sorry for you..." Jiang Rushong choked up and apologized to his two sons, but they just looked at him coldly.
Wu Qingxuan looked at all this and felt herself ridiculous and pathetic. Jiang Rushong's legs were now completely impossible to cure. All the talk of being the richest man or a wife's status depends on her husband had become a bubble. She finally and painfully accepted this, but when she returned to this rented home and saw the dark and dirty house that was like a garbage dump and the two skinny children who were full of resentment towards them, she felt goosebumps all over and wanted to escape from here at all costs.
However, she had nowhere to go. Her parents had long since fallen out with her, her parents had passed away, and her brother and sister-in-law were unlikely to care about her. What else could she do except come back here?
She regretted why she believed in an illusory dream and robbed Xiang Shichu's husband without any doubt. She thought she had robbed a big man who was at the lowest point in his life and would surely be successful in the future and she would be able to enjoy wealth and glory with him.
But what she got back was just a cripple. She worked like a slave for several years in vain, and got nothing except being exhausted physically and mentally, and looking ten years older... She was like a joke, spending so much effort but ended up being a nanny, a free, no, a paid nanny...
Her dream told her that the disabled man would soar to the sky after he recovered, but it did not tell her what would happen if he could not recover.
Wu Qingxuan couldn't help but shed tears from her eyes. She didn't know how long she would have to endure such dark days.
However, Xiang Shichu, whose husband she had deliberately replaced, lived a happy and fulfilling life with Ye Jin. They had a daughter when Xiang Nan was ten years old.
They were respected intellectuals with respectable and high-paid jobs, and they were beyond her reach.
(End of this chapter)
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