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61: Meet the Parents
61: Meet the Parents
East Sea People’s Hospital.
Inpatient Department.
Li Shuru walked out of the building, her expression haggard.
“When did you come back?”
Jiang Chen, who had driven here, asked with concern.
“Today.”
Jiang Chen looked towards the gloomy and oppressive inpatient building.
“How is uncle doing now?”
Li Shuru slowly exhaled.
“Dilated cardiomyopathy.”
Jiang Chen, of course, could not understand such a professional medical term and tentatively asked, “Is it serious?”
“Without a heart transplant, he won’t make it through the year.”
Jiang Chen fell silent.
No wonder there was such a rush to transfer to East Sea, it had already become so serious.
“We’ve already registered, and we’re undergoing heart matching.
If there’s a suitable heart, we can proceed with a heart transplant.”
Jiang Chen did not know how to comfort her at that moment.
“It’s not your dad who’s sick, why the long face?” Li Shuru even managed a small smile.
“I’m hungry.
I hurried over to East Sea today and haven’t really eaten anything.
Come on, keep me company for a bit to eat.”
Jiang Chen nodded silently.
The two left the hospital and casually found a restaurant by the roadside.
“Have you found a place to stay?”
On the way, Jiang Chen had learned that Li Shuru’s mother had also come.
That was to be expected.
With her husband suffering such a serious illness, naturally, she needed to be by his side.
“There’s a place to stay in the hospital.”
“This isn’t a short-term matter, uncle will need to stay in East Sea for a while, you can’t always have aunt squeeze in the hospital, right?”
Li Shuru realized this problem only after Jiang Chen’s reminder.
A few days didn’t matter.
But her father’s illness couldn’t be cured overnight.
Even if they found a suitable heart in time and performed the surgery, there would be a period of postoperative care; all these things took time.
“I’ve been too busy these days, I didn’t think about this.
I’ll help my mom look for a place to stay next.”
“Shu Rui, you’re already tired enough.
If you don’t mind, let me take care of finding a place to stay.”
Li Shuru was taken aback by his words.
Her relationship with Jiang Chen was, at most, that of friends, and even then, of a very ordinary kind.
Such a personal matter was not something she should trouble him with.
Yet the pressure brought by her father’s critical illness was not just physical exhaustion, it was also mentally draining her, and she had never felt such an urgent need for someone she could rely on.
“Then, thank you for your trouble.”
Instinct reminded Li Shuru she should refuse, but when the words came to her lips, she agreed anyway.
“What’s there to thank for?
It’s just a simple effort.
Let’s eat, what does aunt like?
I’ll bring some for her later.”
Li Shuru picked up her chopsticks.
She hadn’t cried on her way home, she hadn’t cried during the frantic transfer, but at that moment, a strong surge of sourness suddenly welled up from her heart, making her throat and nose tingle, to the point where even her vision started to blur.
To avoid him noticing anything unusual, she lowered her head, her voice slightly hoarse as she said, “You decide.”
Jiang Chen, understanding, didn’t expose the strength the girl was pretending to have.
No matter how cold and aloof, in the end, she was only twenty years old.
The meal passed in silence.
After settling the bill, Jiang Chen carried the packed food, accompanying Li Shuru back to the hospital.
“I won’t go up, here, this is your key.”
At the base of the inpatient department building, Jiang Chen stopped, took out the car keys, and handed them to Li Shuru.
Li Shuru, of course, did not have the energy to care about the rumors at school these past few days, and looking at her car keys, she didn’t immediately take them.
“Then how will you go back?”
“Take the subway, it’s very convenient.”
Li Shuru shook her head, “I don’t need the car for now, you can keep it.”
Jiang Chen did not insist.
“Okay, then, I’ll be leaving now.”
Li Shuru remained silent.
Jiang Chen handed her the packed food, then turned around.
Li Shuru’s eyes flickered, as if she was struggling with something.
It wasn’t until Jiang Chen had walked seven or eight meters away that she suddenly called out.
“Wait.”
Jiang Chen looked back.
“Come up with me,” she said.
Under the remaining glow of the setting sun, Li Shuru’s unadorned face was elegant and gentle.
In the elevator.
Jiang Chen was still muttering about whether to buy a gift or not, as if he was going to meet her parents.
But, to be honest, this meeting did have an extraordinary significance.
“That’s enough, my mom isn’t that fussy,” she said.
Eighth floor.
The elevator doors opened.
The two walked out side by side.
As a result, Li Shuru herself became somewhat nervous and actually walked past the ward, then awkwardly turned back.
Jiang Chen didn’t tease her.
He glanced at the room number and felt somewhat apprehensive himself.
After all, he had never experienced such a situation before.
“Mom, I’m back,” she said.
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In front of the bed on the left, a middle-aged man lay unconscious, surrounded by various machines, with IVs in his arm and an oxygen tube in his nose.
The woman sitting at the bedside, holding his hand, looked somewhat like Li Shuru.
She must have been a beauty in her youth, but now her well-maintained face was filled with worry and pain.
“Mom, I brought you some food.
Come and eat,” she urged.
“Just set it aside for now,” the woman said hoarsely.
Xue Mingqin, clearly lacking appetite, turned her head inadvertently and saw that another young man had entered the room with her daughter.
She was taken aback.
“Rui Rui, who is this…?” she asked.
Li Shuru smoothed her hair and said, “Mom, he’s my senior, Jiang Chen.”
“Hello, Auntie,” Jiang Chen said quickly, giving a greeting with all the propriety of a junior, warm and modest.
Xue Mingqin sized him up and then forced a smile.
“Hello, have a seat.
Rui Rui, get a chair for him.”
“No need, I can stand,” he replied.
Li Shuru didn’t insist and urged her mother again, “Mom, you really should eat something.
You can’t afford to fall ill at a time like this.”
“Auntie, East Sea’s medical facilities are very advanced.
Uncle will certainly be fine.
You need to take care of yourself,” Jiang Chen added.
“Alright, I’ll eat,” Xue Mingqin agreed and stood up, taking the bowl and chopsticks from her daughter.
“Aren’t you two going to eat a bit?” she asked.
“Jiang Chen and I have already eaten,” Li Shuru replied.
Xue Mingqin nodded and then deliberately glanced at Jiang Chen, her expression natural but her gaze holding a slightly unusual quality.
“Little Jiang, how long have you and Shu Rui known each other?” Xue Mingqin asked casually during the meal.
“I’ve known Shu Rui for quite some time now.
After all, she’s quite famous in our school.
But she hasn’t known me for very long,” Jiang Chen replied.
“That’s not true, you’re quite famous at school too,” Li Shuru interjected.
Jiang Chen paused in his conversation.
“You two kids, what’s with this riddle game?
Can’t you just tell auntie how long you’ve known each other?” she pressed.
“About a month,” Jiang Chen finally replied truthfully under Xue Mingqin’s gaze.
A month?
Xue Mingqin looked at her daughter with a hint of reproach, “Rui Rui, it’s been a month, why didn’t you tell your mother?”
It was obvious.
The kind of ‘knowing each other’ that she understood was undoubtedly different from what Jiang Chen had meant.