overdue lover

Chapter 86

Liang Jing acted resolutely, and Ji Fengyou was transferred to the inpatient department of the city's first hospital that night.

It was Ji Qinglin, who was received by Liang Jing's former colleague, who took him through the admission procedures and met with the doctor to discuss his condition.

Coming out of the attending physician's office, Ji Qinglin's mood eased a little when he thought of the doctor saying that Ji Fengyou's brain tumor might be benign.

He said goodbye to Dr. Wang, Liang Jing's former colleague, at the stairs.

Dr. Wang waved his hand, "You should, you don't have to be so polite with me."

He thought of something, paused before stepping out, then turned to Ji Qinglin, "By the way, how is your mother now?"

"my mother?"

"After she was fired, I lost contact with her. Later I heard that she went to a private hospital. How is she doing now? Can she still have surgery?"

Ji Qinglin was puzzled by this question.

He always thought that his mother was hired by a high salary to go to a private hospital, and he had never heard of being expelled from the hospital.

And... Can you still have surgery? What does it mean?

Seeing Ji Qinglin frowning, Dr. Wang realized that he had asked a sensitive topic, opened his mouth, hesitated to speak.

"...She's fine," Ji Qinglin hurriedly answered the previous question, and asked before Dr. Wang finished the topic, "What do you mean by asking if she can still undergo surgery?"

It took Dr. Wang quite a while to judge whether Ji Qinglin was mocking himself for being talkative or really ignorant of what happened many years ago. Judging by Ji Qinglin's nervous expression, he was more inclined to be the latter.

Dr. Wang sighed, "This is her sad thing, maybe she doesn't want you to know."

"A few years ago, a seriously injured patient was sent to the emergency room. Your mother was the chief surgeon. Although the patient's condition was not very good, there was still a high chance that he could be rescued. For some reason, a medical accident occurred during the operation. That The woman died on the operating table."

Dr. Wang lowered his voice, "I heard that it was the mistress of a certain business leader who died. This matter was suppressed, and the hospital didn't pursue Sister Jing's responsibility, but let her resign."

Ji Qinglin's face turned pale, as if he had been slapped, his body swayed, and he almost fell in front of Dr. Wang.

Dr. Wang was startled, and quickly supported him, thinking that he had said something wrong.

A terrible conjecture emerged in Ji Qinglin's mind, and he asked in a trembling voice: "That woman...what's her name?"

Doctor Wang's face showed a hint of embarrassment, he tilted his head and thought hard, and finally said: "It's been so many years, I can't remember clearly."

"It seems that the surname is Sun..." Dr. Wang had a little impression, but felt that it was not right, and denied his statement, "No, it may be Cui."

"I really don't remember clearly. Not many people in the hospital know about it," Dr. Wang advised Ji Qinglin not to ask any more questions, "It's not good to know too much."

Ji Qinglin could only nod his head and changed the subject.

He accompanied him in the ward that night, and another patient was transferred in early the next morning, making the originally not very large ward even more crowded.

The other patient had a lot of relatives and friends, who gathered around the bed and asked about their health. Everyone had a dark cloud that couldn't be wiped away. Ji Qinglin's originally bad mood became worse under the influence of them.

He came alone to the window at the end of the corridor outside the ward to cool off, and unconsciously thought of the message Mr. Floys sent to him last night.

Mr. Floys asked him if he had encountered any difficulties recently, feeling that he was not very happy.

Mr. Floys is Ji Qinglin's only person who is both a teacher and a friend, but he doesn't know Mr. Floys's subjective feelings, and he is not sure if he will get bored after telling his bad things to Mr. Floys.

Let's not talk about it, there is no need to spread anxiety to others.

Ji Qinglin watched the screen slowly darken, reflecting his slightly tangled expression.

He didn't say anything, and Mr. Floys didn't ask any more questions, and chatted with him about some photography-related issues. Ji Qinglin felt that he had learned a lot of things that he didn't understand thoroughly, and his mood improved a lot.

For the next week, he stayed with him in the hospital all day to take care of his father. Xia Meng often came, and when he came, he brought food for Ji Qinglin, and Ji Fengyou his favorite fruit, and warm water for medicine.

Ji Qinglin didn't pay much attention to Xia Meng at first, when she came, she washed the fruit and put it in front of Ji Qinglin, then sat quietly by the bed, watching Ji Fengyou silently, as if looking at her made him look good.

After a long time, Ji Qinglin was rather curious about what she was thinking—why she was obsessed with a married man for so many years, and she would rather be ridiculed and be with him than to be ridiculed.

Once a woman brought bread. The bread didn't look very good, but it smelled delicious after opening the outer package. Ji Qinglin couldn't help but look in her direction a few more times. The woman smiled slightly and handed over a piece of bread.

"Here." She gestured to Ji Qinglin to take it.

Ji Qinglin, who originally planned to refuse, groaned inappropriately, his face turned red, and the woman stuffed the bread into his hand.

"I made it myself," the woman said as she unwrapped the fruit bag. "It may not look very pretty, but it's definitely delicious."

She took some apples and walked to the bathroom sink.

"...Ms. Ji really likes to eat the bread I made myself." She was still talking when she came back, completely unaware that she had precisely stepped on Ji Qinglin's minefield.

"If you like it, next time..."

"Aunt Xia," Ji Qinglin raised her voice to interrupt the woman's chatter, "When did you and my father start?"

Ji Qinglin tried his best to suppress his emotions. He didn't want to tear and curse hysterically like Liang Jing, so he could only force himself to calm down.

The hand of the woman cutting the apple trembled slightly, and the blush remained on her face. She opened her mouth but failed to make a sound.

The state of the woman has deteriorated visibly with the naked eye.

Today's apples are not cut into bunny shapes as usual, but simply cut into quarters, cored and placed on a plate.

After packing everything up as usual, the woman picked up her shoulder canvas bag and prepared to leave.

Ji Qinglin walked her to the elevator in silence.

Waiting for the elevator to be empty, the woman opened her mouth as if she had made some major decision, "I have been with... your father longer than he has been married. There is a daughter between us. He, he said, he Said he would marry me..."

The woman's words were confused, and every sentence was justifying herself.

She was the one who suffered the most in this relationship, and her eagerness to explain made her more intentional.

But Ji Qinglin only felt sorry for the woman, "He said he would marry you, so you believed him?"

The woman froze, with helplessness in her eyes.

"My mother will come to the hospital in the next few days," Ji Qinglin pushed the elevator for the woman, and said in as indifferent a tone as possible, "Don't come now."

The elevator door slowly closed, and Ji Qinglin felt agitated by the woman's pear-blossoming face.

He actually felt sympathy for this woman.

Liang Jing's phone call came suddenly, she said that she would come to replace Ji Qinglin tonight, let him go home to take a bath and rest, and stop by at home tomorrow to find Ji Fengyou's medical insurance card and insurance policy.

【Speak】

Thanks to the little cute trilobites in the Spring Festival Gala!

I thought I could abuse Xiao Ji a little today, let's talk about it in the next chapter.

Good night in advance! ! !