Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband - Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Chapter 69 As long as you hate her, you won’t be in pain anymore

“What do you mean, ‘my mother will be fine too’?” Ji Zeqiu’s gaze fixed intently on her.

“Is there a possibility that she didn’t die?” Lin Xu said.

“Not dead…” Ji Zeqiu’s throat tightened, his heart clenched suddenly, and he said in a daze, “How is that possible? They’ve all been buried… If she really didn’t die, why didn’t she come to find us when we were struggling so much in the past?”

“Maybe she wasn’t able to find you at that time, but now she can,” Lin Xu explained.

The volume of Ji Zeqiu’s voice suddenly rose, his throat so dry it hurt, “When we needed her the most before, she wasn’t there, and now that I don’t need her anymore, why should she show up!”

The hand at his side clenched into a fist, the nails digging fiercely into his palm, piercing the fragile skin and letting blood seep out.

Once, as a child, his longing for his mother would uncontrollably burst forth, his nightly dreams filled with her figure, taking him to amusement parks, teaching him to read, sleeping beside him, telling him bedtime stories…

As if she had never left.

But upon waking, he would realize it was all his fantasy, the dull ache at his heart becoming a sharp hilt that kept churning, so painful he couldn’t catch his breath, collapsed on the ground dry heaving incessantly.

Late.r, he found a method.

As long as he stopped loving her, started hating her, forgot about her… he wouldn’t hurt so much again.

Yes, he hated her.

He didn’t need her.

So even if she truly never showed up in the end, his emotions wouldn’t fluctuate at all.

“I hate her…” Ji Zeqiu murmured hoarsely, as if to remind himself.

Lin Xu, standing close by, held herself back after hearing his words, a sour emotion churning in her chest, the corners of her eyes turning red.

“Don’t shout or argue in the hospital.” It seemed they had disturbed someone, and a nurse nearby shouted, interrupting their conversation,

There was a moment of silence.

Both of their emotions cooled down.

“Alright, go check on Shen Qingtang. She even donated blood for you, but you don’t even think of keeping her company,” Lin Xu urged.

Although she’d rather have stopped the blood donation, Ji Zeqiu would definitely not agree, and she didn’t want to continue making him dislike her.

Ji Zeqiu pursed his lips, “I want to stay here to watch over Wen Li.”

“She won’t die if you leave for a moment. Go and accompany Shen Qingtang right now, immediately!” Lin Xu glared at him with fierce eyes.

The authority bursting from her made Ji Zeqiu’s body shudder, just as he feared his father Ji Tingyang’s harsh scoldings when he was a disobedient child, his body instinctively obeyed her command to go find Shen Qingtang.

Naturally, Lin Xu followed him there.

A larger needle punctured Shen Qingtang’s arm. She gritted her teeth, enduring the fear, but as soon as she saw Ji Zeqiu, the fear and discomfort all vanished, leaving only joy.

“Being alone and donating so much blood must be scary. Hurry and hold her hand, comfort her,” Lin Xu urged.

Ji Zeqiu did as told.

“What do you say when someone helps you?” Lin Xu said.

Ji Zeqiu’s expression was awkward: “Thank you.”

Shen Qingtang’s eyes widened in disbelief.

Why was Ji Zeqiu so obedient to Lin Xu’s instructions?!

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After the blood transfusion, Wen Li woke up groggily on the hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling, feeling a throbbing pain on her forehead.

She recalled for a moment why she was in the hospital.

She was hit by a car while crossing the street.

She was taken to the hospital; at that time, she hadn’t lost consciousness yet and her mind retained a last shred of clarity. The doctors said they couldn’t get in touch with her family and asked her if she had any other relatives or friends they could contact.

Her first thought was of Xiao Yu, but afraid to make him worry, she changed her words at the last moment and gave them Ji Zeqiu’s phone number.

What happened next, she had no memory of it anymore.

Wen Li turned her head, looking around the ward; it was empty, save for the ticking of machines, eerily quiet.

Where was Ji Zeqiu?

Just as she was wondering, she heard some noisy commotion outside the door, growing closer to the ward.

“Didn’t the doctor say that she’s out of danger now? Can’t her family be notified to take care of her? Why do you neglect Shen Qingtang to come here?” Lin Xu was somewhat dissatisfied with her son’s eagerness.

“I just wanted to come and see if she had woken up. I’ll leave after checking on her.”

As they spoke, they walked in.

“Wen Li! You finally woke up. How do you feel? Is there anything that’s still uncomfortable?” Ji Zeqiu nearly threw himself on the hospital bed.

“I’m fine, don’t worry.” Wen Li’s pale cheeks lifted into a faint smile, like a tough little white flower, heartrendingly fragile.

“Do you have any idea how scared I was when you were taken into the operating room? Luckily you’re alright, or I wouldn’t know what to do…” Ji Zeqiu gripped her other hand tightly, feeling a wave of fear in retrospect.

Lin Xu wanted to persuade him to leave, but Ji Zeqiu refused to go, holding Wen Li’s hand and saying a bunch of things that showed his concern for her.

A little while later.

Shen Qingtang also came in, her cheeks deprived of their usual rosiness due to donating too much blood.

When she saw the two holding hands, she averted her gaze and smiled, “Lady Wen, I’m so glad you’re alright.”

“Thank you.” Wen Li nodded at her, but continued talking to Ji Zeqiu.

Feeling neglected like no one was attending to her, Shen Qingtang stood awkwardly in place.

Lin Xu stepped forward and kicked Ji Zeqiu, “Go wash some dates and cherries.”

Ji Zeqiu yelped in pain. He wanted to resist but was also afraid she’d twist his ear and so he reluctantly took some fruit from the table to wash.

These were all things to replenish blood.

Wen Li thought they were for her, so when Ji Zeqiu returned with the fruit, she instinctively reached out to take some.

But she saw him give all the fruit to Shen Qingtang.

Over the past couple of days, Lin Xu had been nagging Ji Zeqiu non-stop, telling him to buy some thank-you gifts for Shen Qingtang, and to bring her some chicken soup and other things to replenish her blood.

He had done as told, bringing her many things.

Since dates and cherries were somewhat nourishing and good for replenishing blood, Ji Zeqiu habitually gave them to Shen Qingtang.

Both Wen Li and Shen Qingtang were taken aback, their expressions one of surprise.

“Thank you.” Shen Qingtang took them, a hint of color returning to her pallid cheeks.

Wen Li withdrew her hand, her complexion turning a bit unsightly.

Ji Zeqiu immediately realized his mistake and hurriedly tried to make amends, “Wen Li, I’ll go wash some more for you!”

Having said this, he rushed out with the fruit basket.

Wen Li looked at Shen Qingtang in front of her, cheeks flushed and eating cherries, and suddenly spoke, “Thank you, Miss Shen. I heard from Zeqiu that it was you who donated blood for me. If it hadn’t been for you, I would surely still be lying in the emergency room now.”

“Don’t mention it.” Shen Qingtang said with a light smile.

“You know, Miss Shen and I seem to have quite a fate. We look a little alike, and even our blood types are the same.” Wen Li said.

In an instant, Shen Qingtang’s complexion turned awkward.