45

Jian Mo’s gaze fell on his body in front of her, and her heart suddenly tightened a little. Even if she hated him, she never wanted to see him like this one day.

No wonder Zhong’s mother said something like that on the phone that day, she should be complaining about her.

Jane Mo moved the corner of his mouth, “Your legs ……”

Zhong Yu eyes cold as ice, jaw gradually taut, “If you are to find Jiang old words go back.”

Jane Mo instantly pinched her hands tightly, “Zhong Yu -” she shouted his name, trying to hold up her back.

Zhong Yu slowly turned the wheelchair, Jane Mo fast color walk over, footsteps heavy, “Zhong Yu, you and Jiang old man know is not it?”

“And what do you have to do with it.” Zhong Yu coldly skimmed the corner of his mouth, he narrowed his eyes.

Jian Mo blocked in front of him, looking at his obviously thinning figure, she swallowed her throat, “I know my request is a bit excessive, but Qing Yuan’s eyes-”

Zhong Yu’s hand had been placed on the wheelchair, his arm instantly swelled with veins, “I’ll help him-” the corners of his thin lips gently tugged, permeated with infinite mockery and indifference, looking into her eyes, his eyes were full of ruthlessness, ” Then who will help me?”

Jane Mo froze there in a daze, a sudden sense of strangeness surged up.

“Remember that day?” He locks his eyes on her for an instant, looking at the pain in the bottom of her eyes, but he inexplicably feels a suffocation in his chest, “I said from now on I won’t pester you anymore.”

Jane Mo looked at his mouth, every word he said slowly and heavily. Yes, this is what she expected in the beginning.

Jiang Xiaoqi heard the sound and knew that Zhong Yu had returned, only half a day she didn’t see his figure, she walked out of the courtyard door, a hundred meters away looking at Zhong Yu and Jane Mo fixed there, she flashed a trace of doubt.

“Zhong Yu, you’re back.” She walked over to survey the two, intuiting that the atmosphere was slightly dull. She couldn’t help but frown at the sight of Jian Mo, this person was really persistent. “Grandpa is waiting for you.”

“Go back.” Zhong Yu said to Jiang Xiaoqi, who naturally stepped forward to push the wheelchair.

“I told grandpa about your situation, and he’s so happy.”

“Uh-huh.” Zhong Yu faintly answered.

“Zhong Yu, you and that person know each other?” They continued to walk forward, separated by a distance, Jiang Xiaoqi’s voice was getting lower and lower, but Jian Mo still heard it clearly.

“Don’t know.” Zhong Yu’s careless voice faintly reached her ears, and Jane Mo only felt her chest tighten. She stood back and looked at the backs of the two, suddenly feeling powerless. She stood fixedly for a long time, but still lifted her footsteps and walked towards the front. The iron door was closed tightly, she vaguely heard the girl’s joyful laughter coming from inside.

Jane Mo raised her hand and knocked on the door somewhat heavily. Only after the time slowly passed nothing moved.

Jane Mo quietly stuck to the wall, legs numb without a trace of feeling, she raised her head and looked at the sky, the heat steaming upwards, she raised her wrist and looked at the time, it has been an hour.

She took a deep breath and once again raised her hand to knock on the door. This time not long after, Jiang Xiaoqi came over and opened the door, “You’re still here.”

Jian Mo pursed the corners of her dry mouth, “Is old Mr. Jiang in?”

Jiang Xiaoqi sighed, “You’d better go, as you can see, I have a patient at home now.” His grandfather never came out of the mountains if he wasn’t close.

Jane Mo’s throat felt like it was stuck with something, she swallowed her throat and only felt a mouthful of fishy sweetness, her face tensed up, “Farewell.”

Jiang Xiaoqi looked deeply at her back, after a while she turned around to go back, but she saw Zhong Yu in front of her.

“Going back.” Zhong Yu said flatly.

“Uh-huh.” Jiang Xiaoqi nodded, “She can be persistent. Baked under the big sun for the whole afternoon.” Although she was surprised that Zhong Yu would ask this, she still held her tongue.

At night Zhong Yu received a call from Lemon, the little girl talked to him and suddenly burst into tears, then refused to talk to him anymore. Zhong Qin coaxed her softly over there, but Lemon was determined, just refused to talk to Zhong Yu again.

Zhong Yu hooked the corner of his mouth, “Xiao Qin, there’s no need to shout at her. How’s my mom doing these days?”

Zhong Qin wiped Lemon’s tears while saying, “After Lemon came back, she was in a much better mood. Brother, how’s your leg? I heard them say today that you’re feeling it?” Her words couldn’t hide her concern.

“Well, it’s a little.”

Zhong Qin got excited, “Lemon has been asking for you for the past two days, why don’t I bring her to see you tomorrow?”

Zhong Yu wrinkled the peaks of his eyebrows, silent for a split second, “Let’s do it in a couple days, I still have things to do in these two days.” He slowly closed his eyes, if he hadn’t estimated wrongly, Jian Mo would come to him.

Ning Qingyuan’s position in her heart was so heavy, how could she possibly give up? Thinking that he Zhong Yu of her is just a piece of dust from the past, tiny has long been abandoned in the corner.

His hands slowly over to the legs, his eyes unconsciously cold down. Three months ago, he could get out of bed, but found that his legs did not have a trace of intuition. It was indeed a bolt from the blue for him, and he would rather die than spend his life half-paralyzed. At that moment, he did have the obsession to die. But he couldn’t. He thought of his parents and Lemon. He couldn’t leave her without a father at such a young age. He pushed through and actively rebuilt, but he still had no feeling in his legs. Meanwhile, the Zhong family found Jiang Xun, Jiang’s ancestor was the Imperial Doctor of the Qing Imperial Palace, and Jiang’s family preserved the craft that had not been passed on for a long time. After a few months of acupuncture and Chinese medicine, Zhong Yu’s legs gradually gained sensation.

Jiang Xiaoqi accompanied Elder Jiang in chiseling herbs, obviously absent-minded, suddenly a huff, the finger was hit by a hammer, the finger fire hot pain.

Elder Jiang chanted, “Absent-minded, deserved it!”

“Grandpa!” Jiang Xiaoqi shouted in dissatisfaction.

“Go and decoct the medicine, eight bowls of fresh water boiled into one.” The old man said in a fixed voice.

“Grandpa, will his legs get better?” Jiang Xiaoqi raised her eyebrows and asked eagerly.

The old master took a drag on his cigarette, “It’s hard to say.”

Jiang Xiaoqi pursed the corners of her lips, “It’s still you who are incapable.”

“When did you care so much about my patients?”

Jiang Xiaoqi was a bit vain and skimmed her lips, “I just don’t want heaven to envy my talent.” Zhong Yu was good-looking and capable, it would be a shame if he stayed in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

The old man has lived a long time how can he not see her mind, he slightly pondered, “Zhong Yu has a daughter, do you know?” He made it clear that his granddaughter was young and didn’t understand a lot of things.

“I’ve seen pictures, very pretty girl.” She blinked, “Grandpa, Zhong Yu is married?”

The old man glanced at her, “No.”

“An unmarried child.” Jiang Xiaoqi sighed.

“Zhong Yu’s car accident was because of the child’s mother, it’s rumored that he loves that one.”

Jiang Xiaoqi’s heart sank and she didn’t say anything else. She brought the boiled medicine to Zhong Yu’s room. Gently knocked twice.

“Come in-” Zhong Yu’s voice came over.

“The medicine is ready.”

“Set it aside.” He didn’t seem to have any intention of drinking it.

“My grandfather said that this medicine has to be drunk while it’s hot for the medicinal properties to be maximized. That way, your leg will recover early as well. Are you afraid that the medicine is bitter, I added rock sugar today, it’s not bitter ……” she said in a serious manner, her eyes sincere.

Zhong Yu raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes slightly sullen.

Jiang Xiaoqi’s eyes widened, “What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

Zhong Yu took the medicine and drank it all in one gulp.

Only then did Jiang Xiaoqi realize how noisy she had been, her face unconsciously tinted a scarlet red, “I-I’ll go out first, I won’t disturb your rest.”

When Jian Mo went back, she didn’t expect her aunt and uncle to come over as well. Tao Ping also didn’t expect Ning Qingyuan to be blind, and then seeing her niece in this state now, her heart was again sore.

“I wrapped some caper dumplings today, I’ll go heat them up for you, Qingyuan just finished eating and is now resting upstairs.”

“Thank you auntie.” Jian Mo rubbed her eyes.

“Still so polite with auntie.” Tao Ping was busy in the kitchen, she brought a pot of chicken soup to use as the base for the dumplings, “Did you find that doctor?”

Jane Mo leaned against the wall, her head was dizzy, probably because she had a bit of heatstroke after being in the sun for a long time during the day, her face didn’t look right, “He refused to see it.”

“Where is such a doctor ah, not that the doctor’s parents heart, how can be so hard-hearted.” Tao Ping said in an atmosphere, “If you go again, I will accompany you, if I talk about that person.”

Jane Mo stared at the hot air, dark eyes have no temperature at all, the shadow of the lamp hit her face leaving a faint shadow.

She didn’t have much of an appetite and couldn’t argue with her aunt and uncle, so she ate ten or so dumplings, and her stomach kept churning.

Ning Qingyuan was in his study, the door to the study was not closed tightly, and thin light shot out obliquely from inside.

Jane Mo raised her hand and just wanted to knock on the door, but she heard Ning Qingyuan’s low voice, “Louis, I can feel a little bit of white light spot in my right eye recently.”

Jane Mo’s heart snapped up between her throat.

Dr. Louis didn’t know what he said, and for a long time Ning Qingyuan didn’t make a sound. Jane Mo had been in a trance. Only when the call inside ended did she then gently push the door open.

Ning Qingyuan looked up at the sound, “Back.”

Jane Mo responded, “Your eyes can feel the light spots?”

“Yes.”

“When was it?”

“Just in the past two days, I thought it was a hallucination at first and just spoke to Dr. Louis.”

“What did he say?”

Ning Qingyuan curved the corner of his mouth, “He’s not sure.”

Jian Mo dropped her face and narrowed her brows, “Just because you can feel it means it’ll be fine.” She said definitively.

When she returned to her room that night, she kept fumbling with the phone, and after more than two hours, Jian Mo finally slowly and rawly pressed those extremely familiar numbers. After a long wait, the phone finally connected.

“It’s me, Jane Mo.” Her desperately suppressed breath, “Do you have time tomorrow-”

“Good.” She slowly hung up the phone.

Zhong Yu at this time is sitting at the window looking at the bright moonlight in the night sky, Jiang Xiaoqi in the house singing a song – Chen Shuhua’s “Laughing at the Red Dust”, her quiet voice interpretation of another flavor, Zhong Yu pinch the phone gaze slowly darkened. What kind of complex is he having with Jian Mo now? He couldn’t decide.

Since she wants to see him, then he will go.