nucmednet Chapter 860 Where is Xiaoji?
Chapter 860 Where is Xiaoji?
In Jinyang Villa, the warm yellow light is like a soft veil, covering every corner.
The halo of the European-style chandelier spreads across the floor, giving the fabric sofa and solid wood coffee table in the living room a warm homely feel.
But the phone call Jiang Chengyu hung up in a hurry just now was like a stone thrown into a calm lake.
A circle of suppressed ripples spread in the air, adding an inexplicable heaviness to the warmth.
Youyou looked at the darkened phone screen in Dean Guo's hand, frowning, and said to Dean Guo with a hint of anger:
"What's wrong with Brother Cheng Yu? He hung up the phone before he could finish his words. Yes, we have all wronged him before.
But aren’t all these unpleasant things over now? Now Mu’s mother is still lying in the hospital, why can’t he just talk properly? "
Xiao Yue came over with a cup of warm water, carefully handed it to Youyou, and softly explained to Jiang Chengyu:
"Ms. Youyou, don't be angry. Young Master Jiang didn't mean it. He actually cares about Young Master Chenxi very much.
It's just that the two of them have experienced too many twists and turns over the years, from life and death tests to misunderstandings.
After the separation and reunion, he might have been really tired and wanted to take a break and sort out his emotions."
Youyou held the warm cup of water, feeling the warmth on her fingertips, but her eyes were filled with confusion.
"I have been abroad for many years and was indeed not involved in the experience between Brother Xiaoji and Brother Chengyu.
But I know that Brother Xiaoji values Brother Cheng Yu more than anything else. To what extent?
I don't know for sure, but he came back from Kuncheng alone this time and he's really changed a lot."
She paused, and with Dean Guo and Xiao Yue in her sight, she slowly scanned the center of the living room.
The spotless floor-to-ceiling windows, the neatly arranged pillows, and even the fruit plate on the coffee table were arranged like works of art.
"Before, Brother Xiaoji had difficulty walking, so cleaning the house and tidying up the household were basically done by Mu's mother.
Now he has a prosthetic limb and can move very well. People who don’t know him well would never guess that he was seriously injured and is disabled.”
Youyou's voice became softer, with a hint of emotion: "He goes to the gym to exercise before dawn every day.
As soon as I got home, I plunged into housework and made the house spotless.
He smiles more often than before, is more proactive and warm towards others, and even eats more than before.
I originally thought he had really come out of it, but Mu's mother always said: His smile was forced.
Even seeing his busy figure, I thought it was Yu'er who came back.
He was missing Yu'er in this way, and the loneliness in his eyes... could not be hidden..."
Xiao Yue listened and sighed softly: "After all, outsiders can't see through matters of the heart.
Give Master Jiang some time. I always feel that they both have each other in their hearts.
As long as we break through that layer of window paper and untie the knot in our hearts, we will eventually be able to make peace again."
Dean Guo sat on the sofa, his old hands gently stroking his knees. After a long while, he let out a long sigh, his tone full of melancholy:
"Speaking of which, as the elders, we also have an unshirkable responsibility for these two children's current situation.
If your mother Mu and I hadn't been so stubborn and always wanted to do things for their own good,
If I had repeatedly and stubbornly rebuked Yu'er and told him to end this joke with Xiaoji, perhaps there wouldn't be so many misunderstandings."
He looked up at the dark night outside the window, with a hint of hope in his eyes, "I borrow Xiaoyue's words. I hope that one day they can unload all their burdens and move on."
The living room became quiet again, with only the wall clock ticking away, as if silently counting down to the arrival of that day.
The warm yellow light is still bright, but it cannot illuminate the haze caused by concern in everyone's heart.
The next day, the morning light was just breaking, and the soft sunlight was like a layer of gauze, quietly falling into the ward through the glass window.
Amidst the mottled light and shadow, Mu Xiaoji, after a night's rest and thanks to the careful conditioning of the nutrient solution, gradually regained consciousness in a hazy state.
He was half asleep, his mind still in a state of confusion, and habitually reached out to grope for his phone beside his pillow.
But all my fingertips could touch was the empty bed sheets, and I didn't feel the familiar outline of the cell phone.
Mu Xiaoji slowly raised his head and looked around with a dazed look, then he saw Jiang Shuo sitting quietly on a chair beside the bed.
The little fellow stood upright, his eyes slightly closed, and there seemed to be a layer of faint aura flowing around his body. He was concentrating on practicing the exercises and doing morning exercises.
Mu Xiaoji's eyes were filled with relief. Looking at Jiang Shuo's small body, which exuded a calmness and concentration far beyond his age, it was as if a little adult lived there.
He knew very well that this child was not only gifted in martial arts, but also had a strong and sensible character, which made him the pride of his father.
He just stared at his son quietly, as if time had stopped for this moment.
Until Jiang Shuo completed the practice of the exercises, he slowly stopped and began to adjust his breathing.
Jiang Shuo slowly opened his eyes, his bright eyes flashing with a lively light, and saw his father looking at him.
A delighted smile instantly spread across her face, and she said joyfully, "Dad, you're finally awake. You must be exhausted from the whole day of surgery yesterday."
Mu Xiaoji showed a sunny smile on his face, stretched his body slightly, and said jokingly:
"Well, it seems that Dad's daily fitness training is not solid enough. He needs to work harder."
"Dad, heart and lung transplant surgery is not a small operation," Jiang Shuo frowned and advised seriously.
"You need to rest well. If you keep pushing yourself like this, your body will eventually break down."
Mu Xiaoji reached out and gently touched Jiang Shuo's head, his eyes full of determination: "Dad knows his limits.
Daddy will never fall down again until he gets Little Daddy back."
"Hehe, come on, Dad!" Jiang Shuo smiled and cheered him up, his clear voice echoing in the ward.
Mu Xiaoji's smile instantly faded, his expression becoming serious. He asked, "Jiang Shuo, you came back by yourself. Do your grandparents know? Don't let them worry."
Jiang Shuo puffed out his chest and answered seriously, "I didn't come back alone. My little dad came back with me."
"Little daddy is back too?" A hint of surprise flashed in Mu Xiaoji's eyes, and his voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.
Jiang Shuo looked at him with some confusion and asked, "Dad, you fainted at the door of the operating room, and it was Little Daddy who carried you back to the ward. Don't you remember?"
Mu Xiaoji raised the corners of his mouth slightly, letting out a faint smile. "Maybe I was too tired. Before I lost consciousness, I only remember you looking terrified in front of me. Hey, where is he now?"
"He should be in the intensive care unit watching over grandma!" Jiang Shuo responded, then teased, "Why, do you want to see him?"
Mu Xiaoji smiled and shook his head, his eyes revealing a hint of helplessness and open-mindedness: "Let it be, don't force him. You can't force feelings."
The scene changed, and Pei Huiping drove the police car smoothly into the yard of Renxin Hospital.
Luo Jinxi was sitting in the passenger seat, talking to Cui Jiani on the phone while looking out the window at the familiar hospital building.
She asked with concern: "Hey, Jiani, I've already arrived at the hospital. How is Aunt Mu doing now?"
Just as he finished speaking, Cui Jiani and Ke Laiweiler came out of the restaurant after finishing their meal. Cui Jiani glanced at her phone and responded:
"He's still in the intensive care unit for observation! His condition is temporarily stable, but he still needs to be closely monitored."
Luo Jinxi held a bouquet of flowers in her hand and said seriously, "Okay, I'll go in and take a look. See you at the door of the ICU." Then she hung up the phone.
Pei Huiping, carrying an exquisite fruit basket, looked at Luo Jinxi and asked, "How is he? He's still in the intensive care unit for observation."
"Well, let's go in! The situation is still unclear." Luo Jinxi replied solemnly.
The two of them walked hurriedly, striding like the wind through the crowd in the hall and heading towards the intensive care unit.
When they arrived at the door of the intensive care unit, they saw a familiar figure and subconsciously stopped at the same time.
I saw Jiang Chengyu sitting on the bench at the door, his arms folded over his chest, his head slightly tilted to one side, and he was fast asleep.
There was a hint of fatigue on his face, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was worried about something even in his dream.
Luo Jinxi seemed to have forgotten Pei Huiping behind him at this moment. His steps became lighter unconsciously as he slowly approached Jiang Chengyu.
Then she squatted down gently, staring intently at his facial features that were as sharp as a knife.
There were complex emotions in his eyes, including heartache and the feeling of reunion after a long separation.
Pei Huiping also had a complicated expression at this moment. He looked directly at Luo Jinxi, and felt mixed emotions when he saw Jiang Chengyu's affectionate expression.
Immediately afterwards, Cui Jiani and Ke Leweiler also hurried over. From a distance, they saw Pei Huiping standing there blankly, and they couldn't help but slow down their pace.
When I approached Pei Huiping, I found Luo Jinxi squatting beside the sleeping Jiang Chengyu in a trance. The excitement in her eyes was beyond words.
Cui Jiani thought for a moment, then gently approached Luo Jinxi and called softly, "Jinxi..."
Luo Jinxi finally came to his senses and looked at Cui Jiani in confusion, asking, "Where's Xiaoji? Why did he leave Cheng Yu here? It's so windy in the corridor, it's easy to catch a cold."
Jiang Chengyu seemed to hear a strange sound and woke up from his sleep with a start.
He suddenly opened his eyes and saw two people in front of him. He instinctively stepped back and said with a little fear:
"Jinxi...Jiani? Sorry, I accidentally fell asleep here."
After saying that, he hurriedly stood up, looked anxiously at Mother Mu in the intensive care unit, then turned to Keleweiler and asked:
"Kelaiweiler, can I go in and see Mother Mu? I want to see for myself how she's doing."
Coleman took two steps closer, looked at Jiang Chengyu's slightly haggard appearance, and persuaded him:
"Kate, go back and rest for a while. I'm here with Mother Mu, don't worry. You're in a very bad state right now and need to adjust."
"I'm fine. I want to go in and see Mother Mu right now." Jiang Chengyu said in a firm tone, his eyes revealing unquestionable persistence.