nucmednet Chapter 319 This is a stinky treasure who values friendship and loyalty
Chapter 319 This is a stinky treasure who values friendship and loyalty
At No. 108 Jinyang Villa, the sun shines through the mottled leaves, casting a golden glow all over the ground. A locksmith riding an electric bike slowly drives into the yard, and the toolbox on the back of the bike makes a slight shaking sound as the bike bounces.
He parked the car and lowered the stand with quick and steady movements. Then he walked straight to the door and rang the doorbell.
After a while, Mu Huiying opened the door. She was wearing a simple and elegant home dress and had a polite smile on her face. She asked softly, "Are you from the locksmith company?"
The locksmith nodded slightly and said modestly, "Yes, ma'am, it's the locksmith you called, right?"
"Yes, Master, this is the door." Mu Huiying slightly turned sideways to make room in front of the door, and pointed to the fingerprint door on the side.
"I want to delete some fingerprints. Since I'm not living here anymore, I might as well delete them for safety reasons."
The locksmith immediately understood: "Madam, I understand what you mean."
He turned and walked towards the electric car, opened the toolbox, carefully selected a delicate device from it, and quickly walked back to the fingerprint door.
He squatted down and skillfully connected the device to the fingerprint door. The blue indicator light flashed a few times and then stabilized.
"Madam, please check which fingerprint and face scan unlocking function you deleted."
Mu Huiying moved closer to the monitor, and several sets of fingerprints and facial images appeared on the screen. Her eyes stayed on one of them, which was Jiang Chengyu's face and fingerprint information.
Her eyes fluctuated slightly, but she quickly regained her composure and said, "Master, it's this group."
The locksmith responded, his fingers moving rapidly on the device like a skilled pianist playing a silent melody.
With a few slight electronic prompt sounds, Jiang Chengyu's fingerprint and facial recognition information were completely deleted.
"Ma'am, that's all right. Is there anything else I can do for you?"
Mu Huiying breathed a sigh of relief, and a smile reappeared on her face: "Thank you, Master, there is no more."
"Okay, one hundred dollars."
"Oh, it's a hundred dollars. Wait a moment while I get it."
Mu Huiying turned and walked to the coffee table in the living room, opened the drawer, took out a hundred-dollar bill, then turned back to the door and handed it to the locksmith.
"Thank you, ma'am. I wish you a happy life." The locksmith took the money, thanked her politely, then rode away slowly on his electric scooter.
Mu Huiying stood at the door, looking at the receding figure, her eyes revealing a hint of complicated emotions.
This villa carries too many memories. Deleting Jiang Chengyu's fingerprint information now is like cutting off some connection with the past.
She sighed softly, turned and walked into the house. The sunlight shone on the door, casting a long shadow, making her look a little lonely.
The night fell slowly over the Jinyang Villa like a heavy black cloth, but the villa was brightly lit and bustling with activity.
In the kitchen, Dean Guo stood beside Mu Huiying, helping to wash vegetables with his hands skillfully, and chatted casually: "Xiao Ji came back alone this time, why didn't Yuer come with him?"
Mu Huiying's men kept moving, her face calm, but her words revealed a hint of determination: "It would be good if he could break off that unclear relationship with Xiaoji and never come back.
If you come back and still get involved, it's better not to come back. I just hope Xiaoji can live a normal life."
Dean Guo sighed softly, with a trace of regret in his eyes: "Alas, Yu'er was a good boy, but since Xiaoji's mother forced him away, he has become a different person."
Mu Huiying frowned slightly, washing the dishes in her hands under the running water: "Shen Rou did go too far at that time, but this cannot be a reason for him to take Xiaoji's lifelong happiness as revenge."
As he was talking, there was a sound of a door closing outside. Dean Guo put down the dishes in his hand, wiped his hands with a towel, and walked out of the kitchen.
I saw Mu Xiaoji standing at the entrance, looking a little tired. Dean Guo immediately smiled: "Xiaoji is back? Your mother's meal is almost ready, go wash your hands and get ready to eat."
Mu Xiaoji nodded slightly, forcing a smile on his face: "Okay, Uncle Guo."
After saying that, he slowly walked towards the stairs and went upstairs with heavy steps. After a while, Mu Xiaoji, who had changed into loose pajamas, came down from upstairs.
At this time, Dean Guo was placing the bowls and chopsticks on the dining table one by one, while Mu Huiying came out of the kitchen with a plate of steaming hot dishes in both hands and placed it on the dining table with a smile;
He looked at Mu Xiaoji with concern: "Xiaoji, why did you come back so late today? Is there a lot of work in the hospital?"
Mu Xiaoji sat down slowly and said calmly, "It's nothing serious. It's just the funding project for Xiaoyang Village. We have to go through some formalities and the poverty alleviation donation needs to be stamped by the relevant departments."
Mu Huiying picked up the bowl, filled it with rice and handed it to Mu Xiaoji. Then she served rice to Dean Guo and herself before sitting down and continuing, "This funding project cost a lot of money, right?"
Mu Xiaoji picked up the chopsticks and gently poked the rice in the bowl: "The three million donation this time was made by Little Devil. I didn't take a penny."
Mu Huiying put a piece of food into Mu Xiaoji's bowl and said earnestly, "Xiaoji, you have grown up and you can't live in such a muddleheaded way anymore.
You should think about your own affairs. A lifetime is neither long nor short. You and Yu'er can no longer waste your time in such a muddle. Can't you find the right person and start a family?"
Mu Xiaoji took a bite of the food and said slowly: "Mom, the little monster will be back in a few days after performing surgery on Song Wenxuan.
If you can't tolerate him, we can move out. If you can still treat him as before, we can live well and still be a happy family. "
When Mu Huiying heard this, she was speechless, with a trace of astonishment and helplessness on her face: "Xiao Ji, you..."
Dean Guo also frowned, with a hint of displeasure on his face: "Xiao Ji, I think you are becoming more and more unreasonable. No matter what I say to you, you won't listen. You won't listen to anything."
Mu Xiaoji gently put down the bowl and chopsticks, his expression still calm: "Uncle Guo, Aunt Mu, I'm full, you guys take your time eating." As he said that, he picked up his walking stick, propped himself up with difficulty, and walked upstairs with a staggering gait.
Dean Guo and Mu Huiying looked at Mu Xiaoji's barely touched bowl of rice, and then at his hurriedly leaving back;
Feeling helpless and depressed, the two looked at each other but didn't know where to start. They could only continue to face the dinner in silence.
As night falls over Kuncheng Central Hospital, the hustle and bustle of the city gradually subsides, while the hospital's VIP ward is filled with warmth.
Jiang Chengyu sat on the bed, with a smile as bright as the stars in the night sky on his face. He carefully held Choubao in his arms and whispered softly, "Choubao, do you miss your daddy? When the time comes, little daddy will take you to see him, okay?"
Choubao blinked his clear and bright big eyes and stared at Jiang Chengyu curiously. His chubby little mouth was slightly pouting and he giggled from time to time, as if responding to Jiang Chengyu's words.
Shen Rou was in the corner of the ward, sorting out Chou Bao's clothes under the soft light. She folded the clothes neatly and put them into the closet, muttering, "Little Chou Bao is the same as Chen Xi.
His mother and I tried our best to coax him all day, but he didn't respond. But he was happier to see Cheng Yu than to see the exquisite toys his grandfather bought. "
Xiao Yue had just finished taking a shower and came out wearing a loose bathrobe and wiping his hair with a towel.
He looked at Jiang Chengyu and Chou Bao, and said with a smile: "Madam, this is because Chou Bao values friendship and loyalty. He knows that Young Master Jiang has good intentions for him, so he naturally knows who treats him well, so he gets closer to Young Master Jiang. When Young Master comes back and sees that Chou Bao is so similar to him, he will definitely like him very much."
Song Shijie sat on the sofa beside him, put down the newspaper in his hand, and looked expectantly: "Xiao Yue is right. From what I have seen since he was a child, this child has a good character and will definitely achieve something in the future."
Jiang Chengyu gently stroked Choubao's little face, his eyes full of love: "Choubao, no matter which path you take in the future, Daddy only hopes that you can grow up worry-free, safe and sound, healthy and happy."
In the ward, soft lights sprinkled in every corner. Shen Rou walked slowly towards Jiang Chengyu with light steps, with a trace of concern and tenderness in her eyes, and said softly: "Come, give me the stinky treasure, you take a rest."
Jiang Chengyu raised his head slightly, with a smile as warm as the sun on his face, and his tone was gentle but with a hint of respect: "Aunt Shen, I'm not tired, you just do your thing, Choubao is having a great time."
Song Shijie sat on the sofa beside him, his expression serious and solemn. He cleared his throat, breaking the brief silence in the ward: "After Uncle Six completes another operation, we will arrange for him to be discharged from the hospital.
These days, the old lady couldn't stay at home any longer and called me several times.
Knowing that Xiaoyue had given birth, she was anxious and clamored to come to the hospital to see the child. I tried my best to persuade her and it took a lot of effort to calm her down.
At that moment, I felt like the old lady was just about to ask the security guard to drive over.”
Shen Rou frowned slightly when she heard this, her eyes full of worry, and she quickly said, "You didn't tell the security guards to let Mom out without your consent. We're not at home, and she's too old to come out and suffer."
Jiang Chengyu looked at Shen Rou's worried expression and quickly gave her a reassurance. He sat up straight and explained in detail: "Don't worry, Uncle Song, the part left by the old man's surgery is not too difficult.
Our surgical team has been closely monitoring his recovery over the past few days, and all indicators are very good.
Judging from the current situation, as long as nothing unexpected happens, we will be able to be discharged and go home soon. Xiaoji has finished his work at the military hospital. He couldn’t wait for the video call yesterday and went home first, asking me to finish as soon as possible and go back.”
When Mu Xiaoji was mentioned, a complicated look flashed across Song Shijie's face. His heart seemed to be blocked by an invisible stone, and there was always something that he couldn't let go of.
He sighed slightly, with a hint of regret and self-blame in his tone: "Alas, I didn't expect Chenxi to be so persistent in love. Now it has become like this. In the end, it was all my fault."
At this moment, the moonlight outside the window poured into the ward like water, adding a bit of tranquility and peace to the scene. The complexity of life always makes people feel a lot of emotions. It seems that time is the cognitive content that measures a person's true growth.