Chapter 63 Chapter 63 You Leave My Son
After some advice from the nurse last night, Jiang Weihe decided to sit by Song Muyan's bed before going to bed so that Song Muyan could call her at any time if he had anything.
As a result, Song Muyan couldn't sleep the whole night because of the pain.
And because of the severe pain in his waist injury, he couldn't toss and turn in bed and could only lie straight.
The lower back pain also causes bouts of numbness and pain in my limbs, but I can't move, which only makes the numbness worse.
In fact, Song Muyan was really able to endure it. If Jiang Weihe hadn't been sitting by the bed, she might not have noticed that he was enduring the pain.
Song Muyan really didn't say a word, but cold sweat was pouring down his face, his teeth were clenched, and his hands were tightly gripping the edge of the bed.
But to be honest, when Song Muyan was in pain, Jiang Weihe had no way to help him, as she definitely didn't have any painkillers that would work.
All she could do was help Song Muyan wipe the sweat off his face and talk to him, trying to divert his attention.
Of course, Song Muyan couldn't give her much response, at most he nodded and shook his head.
So Jiang Weihe could only ask and answer questions by herself, and then talk about some interesting things.
For some reason, Jiang Weihe felt that the scene in front of her was a little familiar.
It seemed like she had done something like this a long time ago.
However, she had never taken care of a patient, so she also found this sense of familiarity strange.
Song Muyan was in so much pain that night that he had to take painkillers several times. Finally, when it was almost dawn, he felt a little better, not knowing whether he fainted or fell asleep.
Jiang Weihe waited until Song Muyan finally slept soundly for a while and made sure that he would not wake up again before going to bed.
As a result, not long after she fell asleep, an "uninvited guest" came over.
Jiang Weihe was really a little confused until she heard the other party's words full of sarcasm, and finally came to her senses.
[I know, it's Song Muyan's mother.]
"Auntie, what do you want to talk about?" Jiang Weihe couldn't respond well to the other party's attitude.
"Ha, it seems you don't approve of this marriage either. You don't even call me mom." Song Muyan's mother crossed her arms and said coldly, "That's perfect. I'm very grateful that you saved my son back then, but this time my son also saved you, which can be regarded as repaying your kindness. This matter is written off.
You two should get a divorce, and you should leave my son."
[Hmm, the divorce I wanted was actually instigated by Song Muyan's mother, right? But that's not quite right. Judging from the tone of Song Muyan's mother, she doesn't sound like she wants to give me money.]
"Auntie, based on my years of experience reading novels and watching TV shows, shouldn't the phrase 'you leave my son' be preceded by 'I'll give you xx yuan'?"
Song Muyan's mother was speechless for a moment, and the expression on her face froze.
It's true that Jiang Weihe doesn't play by the rules at all.
"Pfft, huh."
At this moment, a laugh was heard.
[Hmm? Song Muyan was woken up too? What will his attitude be? Will he listen to my mother and divorce me? But Song Muyan should be more generous and give me money, right?]
Jiang Weihe and Song Muyan's mother turned her head to look at the hospital bed, her disappointing son.
"You watched your mother being scolded, and you could actually laugh out loud?"
[Not really, I laughed out loud. Maybe it's because he wants a divorce too, which is a bad thing.]
Song Muyan was too lazy to pay attention to Jiang Weihe's imagination about divorce, and he was even not angry anymore.
He simply replied to his mother: "I wasn't criticizing you at all. What I said made a lot of sense."
Song Muyan rested for a while and recovered some strength.
Although his voice was soft at this time, it was clear enough for people to hear.
[Huh? You really agree with me? Then it seems like divorce is out of the question.]
Jiang Weihe thought about this and couldn't help but curl her lips.
When Song Muyan's mother heard what he said, she became unhappy: "Is what I said unreasonable? I am still standing on your side and speaking for you, you little heartless person."
"Indeed, how could you agree with me? I'm your mom, the one who's speaking for you and doing what's best for you."
"You were just joking." Song Muyan knew his mother too well. His mother was not the kind of person who would force others to divorce.
He said this to his mother and also to Jiang Weihe.
[Huh? So it was just a joke. Auntie should become an actress. Her acting is pretty convincing.]
"It's boring." After being exposed by Song Muyan, Song Muyan's mother stopped pretending.
She walked to the sofa next to her and sat down. She leaned back, crossed her legs, and leaned her hands to the side.
"As soon as your father and I saw what had happened to you, we immediately bought the next red-eye flight back.
As soon as we got off the plane, your dad went to the company to take care of things for you. I also rushed to the hospital immediately without any rest, and yet you still bully me like this."
[You're really just pretending! You change your expression so quickly. But as expected, parents are all caring. You've worked so hard.]
"That's what I said. How dare I bully you?" Song Muyan also teased.
[Yes, yes, I really didn’t bully you.]
"You haven't bullied me yet. You forgot your mother now that you have a wife." Song Muyan's mother replied angrily.
"Isn't Auntie just pretending now?" I suddenly felt suspicious.
Yes, your suspicion is correct, she is pretending.
Song Muyan silently affirmed Jiang Weihe in his heart.
"Isn't what you said a bit unreasonable? How could I have forgotten you?
Didn't you say that now that I'm married, I should start a career, and then you left the company to me and went on vacation with my dad? "
[Wow, I really like the mentality of the aunt and uncle.]
Song Muyan turned his head slightly and saw a Q version of Jiang Weihe's fence-sitter swaying from side to side.
Her thoughts are so rich that she can answer everyone's words in her heart one by one and also approve them back and forth.
He was really impressed by her.
Song Muyan's mother was speechless after hearing what Song Muyan said and could only hum softly.
【Well, Auntie is kind of cute. 】
This thought was met with a roll of the eyes from Song Muyan.
"Okay, that's it. Your wife is here, and I won't be annoying here anymore. I'm leaving." Song Muyan's mother said decisively and was about to leave.
[Auntie, do you have any misunderstandings about yourself? People like you are just likable, so funny.]
"You might as well say that my wife is here and someone is looking after me, so you can go shopping in the mall without worry." Song Muyan did not forget to tease his mother again, and by the way, destroy his mother's image in Jiang Weihe's eyes.
He felt that just a few words from his mother had won Jiang Weihe a higher level of favorability than his own.
"Oh, so you're going shopping? I want to go too."
"Go away, raising a son is so troublesome. I should have given birth to a daughter, that's more caring. Wife, I'm leaving." After saying that, Song Muyan's mother left, not giving Song Muyan any chance to make things difficult for her.
"Auntie, goodbye." Jiang Weihe also responded.
[Hahaha, Auntie, you're talking as if you can have a daughter just by wanting one. How funny is that?]
Song Muyan: ￣□￣｜｜
"Jiang Weihe, you should call me mom."
[We're going to get divorced anyway, so it's too much trouble to keep changing it.]
"I haven't even received the change of statement fee." Jiang Weihe found a reason to reject the "application."
Song Muyan really didn't want to talk to Jiang Weihe. He kept bringing up divorce, but she had never thought about not getting a divorce.
If they don't get divorced, she can get more money.
【Hehe, I can’t refute that. 】
Song Muyan wanted to roll his eyes at Jiang Weihe, but he held back and said calmly, "Rest for a while. You didn't sleep well last night."
Jiang Weihe nodded.
[I didn’t sleep well at all. I felt like I was woken up just after I fell asleep.
Sleep, sleep. 】
Jiang Weihe slept very soundly.
Even when the nurse came in, Jiang Weihe was unaware.
Song Muyan pointed at the sleeping Jiang Weihe and asked the nurse to be gentler.
The nurse nodded in response, then quietly changed Song Muyan's dressing and relaxed his body.
Song Muyan felt severe pain every time he moved, but he still gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.
The nurses all admired Song Muyan's tolerance.
After the nurse finished, she tiptoed away.
Song Muyan looked back at Jiang Weihe and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that she was still sleeping soundly.
…
Jiang Weihe slept until noon.
After waking up, I asked them to bring me a meal and I ate it to my heart's content.
The afternoon was just like last night. Jiang Weihe sat next to Song Muyan, racking her brains to find a topic and wiping his sweat.
It was not until the evening that Song Muyan's father and mother came over together.
Song Muyan called out "Mom and Dad".
Jiang Weihe stood up, smiled and nodded.
"Hey, I won't be wrong if I don't call them that. But you can't ask me to call them mom and dad again."
Song Muyan: ...
Because Song Muyan's parents were over, Jiang Weihe was also sitting stiffly, so she said she wanted to go out for a walk and asked Song Muyan's parents to stay here first.
Song Muyan's parents naturally had no objection.
Jiang Weihe went downstairs.
There is a green area outside this stand-alone ward building.
Jiang Weihe went in and breathed some fresh air.
No matter how good the ward is, as long as it is a ward, there will always be some smell of medicine.
Jiang Weihe had been smelling it all day, and now when she smelled the fresh scent of green plants, she felt relaxed.
Jiang Weihe wandered downstairs for a long time before going back.
As a result, when she opened the door, she saw Song Muyan's mother sitting alone in the living room.
Jiang Weihe subconsciously glanced at the room where Song Muyan was.
【What's going on? 】
Song Muyan's mother understood Jiang Weihe's thoughts at a glance and explained, "They were talking about business. I felt bored, so I left."
Jiang Weihe nodded in understanding, but...
Are you sure it's boring? I can't listen to it. Does that mean I can't go in?
Is it too late for me to go out now?
It's obviously too late.
Song Muyan's mother waved to Jiang Weihe: "Come and sit down, it's a good time for us to chat."
[I'm scared and trembling. Why do I still want to chat? Can't we chat in the morning?]
Jiang Weihe tried to slow down her pace, moved to the sofa, and sat down in a position not too far from Song Muyan's mother.
Seeing Jiang Weihe's reserved look, Song Muyan's mother laughed immediately: "I was joking with you this morning. Did I scare you?"
Jiang Weihe smiled.
[I'm not scared, but I don't know what you're going to talk about this time. I have a feeling it's not a good thing.]
Song Muyan's mother also smiled: "I don't like you very much, or rather, I hate you."
Jiang Weihe couldn't laugh anymore.
[This is too direct! How should I respond to this? I'm so embarrassed.]
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