nucmednet Chapter 629 Good Child, You've Suffered
Chapter 629 Good Child, You've Suffered
In the bedroom of the luxurious yet cozy villa in Goldsmith Bay, soft light shines through the gauze curtains and onto the bed.
Jiang Shuo's chubby little hand was placed obediently in Jiang Chengyu's palm. The father and son were surrounded by the wonderful airflow generated by the operation of the skills.
As if they were tightly bound together by an invisible yet incredibly strong force, the relationship between these two, father and son, was indeed somewhat bizarre.
It turned out that Jiang Shuo was born by Jiang Chengyu under the coercion of Song Shijie, who secretly extracted Mu Xiaoji's sperm and arranged for Xiao Yue to be a surrogate mother.
Since the child was born, he has maintained an indescribable, mysterious and profound connection with Jiang Chengyu.
This connection seems to be an invisible bond woven between them by fate, tightly entwined since the beginning of life.
At this moment, Song Shijie stood at the door of the bedroom, holding the door handle tightly. The scenes of the past were like an ups and downs movie, appearing clearly in his mind one by one.
In order to help her conceive, Jiang Chengyu, despite having a high fever and being extremely weak, resolutely took Xiaoyue with him overnight.
Without stopping, he boarded Song Shijie's private plane and flew across the ocean to the United States. There, he helped Xiao Yue to conceive successfully.
Later, during the surrogacy period, Xiaoyue's excessive nutritional intake during pregnancy caused the placenta to be too heavy. This situation caused her great pain, and she was so devastated that she almost collapsed.
Jiang Chengyu, relying on his profound attainments in martial arts, used a unique method of channeling internal energy to relieve Xiao Yue's pain and help her body return to normal during pregnancy.
From a medical perspective, Jiang Chengyu's move was to use the method to regulate the blood circulation in Xiaoyue's body.
Relieving the physical pressure caused by an overweight placenta requires extremely sophisticated internal force control skills and a deep understanding of the human body's meridians.
However, during this process, Jiang Chengyu also noticed that he was feeling unwell.
He was well aware of the seriousness of the situation, so he personally handed Song Shijie a file bag with two suicide notes lying quietly inside.
This suicide note seemed to be his calm attitude towards unknown risks, and also an advance arrangement for what would happen after his death.
Then, the family members of Xiaoyang Village recognized each other, the case of the sixth uncle was revealed, and Jiang Chengyu ignored his own safety.
He stepped forward again and returned to Kuncheng Central Hospital to perform two difficult operations on Uncle Six to ensure that his body recovered as soon as possible.
In professional medical terms, these two operations involve extremely complex human organ repair and function reconstruction. Every step is as cautious as walking on thin ice and no mistakes are allowed.
Jiang Chengyu, relying on his outstanding medical skills and extraordinary courage, had a thrilling battle with death on the operating table.
During this period, Jiang Shuo was born. Jiang Chengyu ignored his slight illness and was still busy running around. His heart was full of expectations and joy.
Just like every father who is about to welcome a new life, he is busy running around in every corner of the hospital.
Jiang Shuo was born with a strange personality. He was easy to talk to during the day, but at night he only recognized the scent of Jiang Chengyu.
Even after Jiang Chengyu finished the first operation on Uncle Six and collapsed at the door of the operating room until he was unconscious, he still stubbornly refused to let him go.
She insisted on lying in Jiang Chengyu's arms, as if only there could she find inner peace and tranquility.
Over time, Jiang Chengyu's doting on little Jiang Shuo became deeper and deeper, and it even caused him to suffer from sleepwalking.
Unfortunately, this illness was misunderstood by Mu Xiaoji, who thought that Jiang Chengyu had someone outside, which led to a fierce conflict.
It was a cold and windy late night. In a rage, Mu Xiaoji ignored the bad weather and resolutely tore up the marriage certificate, wanting to give Jiang Chengyu back his so-called "freedom".
Afterwards, Jiang Chengyu was unable to explain the cause of his sleepwalking and had no choice but to hold Andreas' daughter in his arms.
Alice drew a portrait of Jiang Chengyu and Mu Xiaoji, smashed the bedroom window with her heart, and fled the scene in a panic.
When Song Shijie saw Jiang Chengyu in his pajamas and barefoot on the tarmac, he couldn't help feeling sad.
After returning to the Goldsmith Bay Villa, Jiang Chengyu's spiritual sustenance almost entirely revolved around the stinky little Jiang Shuo.
Every morning before dawn, he would take little Jiang Shuo for a morning run, and then he would practice medical skills, calligraphy and painting, and he was proficient in all of them.
As time passed, it was time for Jiang Shuo to go to kindergarten, and he would happily send Jiang Shuo to kindergarten every day.
After sending the children home, he seemed to have lost his soul. He would often sit on the balcony blankly, watching the sunrise and sunset quietly.
From the first ray of sunshine in the early morning to the last afterglow at dusk, it seems that in the flow of light and shadow, one is looking for inner peace and comfort.
Once, Song Shijie saw Jiang Chengyu coming back from sending Jiang Shuo off, looking depressed, and about to go to the bedroom upstairs.
Song Shijie was so concerned that he called out softly, "Cheng Yu..."
Jiang Chengyu heard the voice and stopped in confusion. He slowly turned around to look at Song Shijie and politely responded, "Uncle Song..."
Seeing this, Song Shijie said, “Cheng Yu, there have been some difficult things in the company recently, and I need to fly to Zhijiage.
This involves cross-border business negotiations, with many complex details. I'm a bit overwhelmed by it myself. You're thoughtful and prudent, so please come with me on the flight!"
When Jiang Chengyu heard this, his eyes flickered for a moment, and he said with difficulty: "Uncle Song, I... I am worried about Chou Bao, Chou Bao..."
Song Shijie looked at Jiang Chengyu like this, smiled slightly, his eyes showing understanding and helplessness, and said:
"Okay, I'll go by myself then. I'll trouble you to take care of Choubao. This child has been close to you since birth. I feel at ease with you around."
Jiang Chengyu nodded slightly and said with a hint of apology: "Uncle Song, I'm sorry..."
Song Shijie walked forward, patted Jiang Chengyu's shoulder gently, and said comfortingly: "It's okay, Choubao sticks to you the most,
If you fly with me, maybe your aunt Shen will cry if your little babe makes a scene! Haha… Go on! I’m going to the company to prepare the itinerary now!
"Goodbye, Uncle Song!" After Jiang Chengyu responded, he instantly returned to his gloomy expression and went upstairs slowly in a daze.
The days passed one by one until the old lady’s 88th birthday, when Mu Xiaoji suddenly came back to celebrate.
But as soon as he saw the smaller version of himself, he couldn't help but understand all the strange things Jiang Chengyu had done in Jinyang Villa before.
Without giving Jiang Chengyu a chance to explain, in the flourishing yet turbulent backyard of the Goldsmith Bay Villa, Mu Xiaoji, driven by anger and misunderstanding, beat Jiang Chengyu severely with his own hands.
Jiang Chengyu, a hidden martial arts master who is usually very strong and kind, faced such fierce questioning and attacks from his son Mu Xiaoji;
He showed no intention of begging for mercy, nor did he make any move to fight back. He just kept kneeling with his head bowed in atonement, as if he was willing to endure it all and let his son beat him.
Since that day when Jiang Chengyu was seriously injured and vomiting blood in the backyard and closed his eyes, he was rushed to the city center hospital and never woke up again.
His coma cast a heavy shadow over the entire family. Because of this, the relationship between Chou Bao and his son Mu Xiaoji broke down completely, becoming incompatible.
Even the name Jiang Shuo was given to himself by Chou Bao at that time, as if he wanted to completely break with his father Mu Xiaoji in this way.
At the same time, it also expresses the deep attachment and unique emotional connection to the little father Jiang Chengyu.
No one in the world can match the way the father and son cherish Jiang Chengyu and their innate and deep-rooted love for him.
How could the Song family's debt to Jiang Chengyu be easily replaced by material things? However, fate always seemed to like playing tricks on people.
Now, Mu Xiaoji's physical condition has taken a turn for the worse. His heart and lung functions have been severely depleted. He is like a candle that is about to go out, shaky and in urgent need of a healthy heart and lungs to sustain his life.
Therefore, the suicide note that Song Shijie held tightly in his hand at this moment was like a double-edged sword, constantly instigating the selfish heart in his chest.
This made him want to ask for Jiang Chengyu's still active and healthy heart and lungs, which had long been prepared to be transplanted to Mu Xiaoji.
Faced with this life-and-death decision and moral struggle, Song Shijie fell into endless entanglement and pain. Just as Song Shijie was immersed in memories of the past, Jiang Shuo had just completed his daily morning lessons.
I saw him sinking his energy into his dantian and slowly finishing his exercise. The aura around him gradually calmed down. His calm appearance seemed to have skillfully collected all the free energy between heaven and earth into his body.
After completing the exercise, he picked up the neatly folded towel beside him with gentle and skillful movements.
Jiang Shuo came to Jiang Chengyu and carefully helped him wipe the fine beads of sweat from his cheeks.
The beads of sweat sparkled in the sunlight, like tiny pearls. "Little Daddy, how do you feel?"
Jiang Shuo asked softly, his voice full of concern, "After the healing method, do you feel better?
Dad missed you so much last night that he video-called me just to see you. He seemed to be quite ill this time, and his face looked particularly haggard in the video.
Even so, he repeatedly reminded me to protect you well and not let anyone get close to you.
"Little Daddy, the man who had evil intentions towards you has been brought to justice. Who else would dare to harm you?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard Guan Shan and Yan Kai shouting in surprise from behind: "Mr. Song, you're back?"
Jiang Shuo turned his head suddenly, a smile as bright as the sun blooming on his face, and he shouted excitedly: "Grandpa, Grandpa, when did you come back?"
After saying that, he jumped off the bed like a nimble little whirlwind and ran towards the door impatiently.
The moment he ran to the door, he kicked his feet hard, jumped up like a light bird, and jumped steadily into Song Shijie's arms.
Song Shijie's face, which had been slightly solemn due to memories, was instantly swept away by the haze, replaced by a hearty laugh of indulgence:
"Oh, Choubao is still so lively and naughty. Have you missed grandpa during these days when grandpa is away?"
Jiang Shuo playfully kissed Song Shijie on the cheek several times in succession, saying as he kissed him, "Here, here, and here, you're thinking of Grandpa everywhere!"
Haha...hearty laughter echoed in the room. Song Shijie hugged Jiang Shuo, looking like he couldn't dote on him enough.
She walked towards the big bed with steady steps, then sat down gently on the edge of the bed, staring at the sleeping Jiang Chengyu with a serious look.
She couldn't help but stretch out her broad and warm palm and slowly stroked Jiang Chengyu's forehead, her eyes full of heartache and pity, and said meaningfully in her voice: "Good boy, I'm sorry for your hardship."