"The underground garage is too dangerous. This is a hospital. I'm worried." Jin Beisen said seriously. Jun Yan was tense.
Zhou Manchun snorted in her heart. She felt that Jin Beisen was making a fuss over nothing. This was a hospital, right? She had worked here before. Wasn't everything fine and nothing had happened?
"I'm not a child anymore. Besides, there are so many people here. What accident could happen?"
Jin Beisen frowned and said weakly, "Be obedient, okay? Go upstairs and let me go to work without worry. "
Zhou Manchun thought about it and couldn't bear to refuse Jin Beisen's request. A gorgeous smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and she said straightforwardly, "Okay, then I'll go up first. Call me when you get to the company."
Jin Beisen nodded and reached out his hand. He rubbed the top of Zhou Manchun's head with his well-defined fingers and then left.
Zhou Manchun's heart couldn't help but twitch as she watched him stride away in a carefree and unrestrained manner.
Jin Beisen was a decisive person who never hesitated. But during this period of time, even he had learned to be overcautious. Zhou Manchun knew that Jin Beisen did this because of her and Xiaomo.
So she blamed herself. This man was shouldering such a heavy responsibility, and she wanted to share some of it for him.
Back in the ward, Xiaomo was still sleeping. Zhou Manchun slowed down and walked to his bed. She carefully observed the child and made sure that his vital signs were all normal. Then she returned to the sofa with relief.
Zhao Lizi was peeling an apple. She raised her eyes and glanced at Zhou Manchun. She said seriously, "Something on your mind recently?"
Zhou Manchun looked down at her phone and glanced at Zhao Lizi from the corner of her eyes. She replied with a smile, "No, what's on my mind?"
"Then why do you look so depressed?" Zhao Lizi gently put down the fruit knife, put the peeled apple on the plate, and then used the fruit knife to cut the apple.
Zhou Manchun just stared blankly at Zhao Lizi's movements. She couldn't tell what she was feeling. In short, it was very bitter, which made her very annoyed. She pursed her lips and suddenly turned to look at Zhao Lizi. Her thin lips opened slightly, "Mom."
Zhao Lizi raised her head and inserted the toothpick into the apple. She smiled at Zhou Manchun kindly. "What's wrong?"
Zhou Manchun wanted to ask if her worries were written all over her face. Was it that obvious?
However, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue.
Zhou Manchun lowered her head and her thick eyelashes fluttered. Even Zhao Lizi could tell that she was unhappy. What about Jin Beisen? He should be able to see it too.
"Nothing … I just wanted to call you." Zhou Manchun's eyes darkened, like the lights in the deep sea, faintly discernible.
Zhao Lizi sighed softly and handed the apple to Zhou Manchun. She sighed softly and said, "Xiaochun, if there's anything, just say it. Don't keep it to yourself. If you're in trouble, tell me. I'll help you think of a solution."
Zhou Manchun took the apple from Zhao Lizi. She turned the toothpick in her hand, but how could she have the appetite to eat it?
"I'm so worried about Xiaomo. Xiaomo's health condition is getting worse day by day." Zhou Manchun looked up at Jin Yumo, who was lying on the hospital bed. She suddenly felt a deep sense of guilt.
Zhao Lizi paused. She felt as if something was stuck in her throat. She felt so uncomfortable that she couldn't speak.
Thinking back to a year ago, when Zhou Manchun was still in the United States and hadn't returned to City A. Jin Beisen often took Jin Yumo to the Zhou family to visit the two elders. Jin Yumo was very sweet and sensible, bringing them a lot of joy.
At that time, Zhao Lizi wondered if Jin Yumo was the son of Jin Beisen and Xiaochun. She had asked Jin Beisen tentatively, but Jin Beisen was unwilling to tell her. He just told the public that the child was adopted.
Zhao Lizi reached out to wipe away her tears. The corners of her eyes were wet. She cried silently and hesitated for a long time before saying, "Xiaochun, it's not that I'm cruel. I really like Xiaomo, but sometimes we have to accept our fate. If something happens to Xiaomo, you don't have to be too sad. You and Beisen are still young. It's not a problem to have a child."
Zhou Manchun furrowed her brows and lowered her voice. "Mom, I can't do it. I owe this child too much. Since he was born, I haven't been by his side for a single day. I've missed him for three whole years. If I could, I really wish that I could bear all of this."
As she spoke, Zhou Manchun's eyes couldn't help becoming wet. It was like a big stone was piling up in her heart, making it hard for her to breathe.
"As long as we do what we should do, we can't do anything else. It's all up to fate. If … if this child is not destined to be with you, it's useless for you to force him." Zhao Lizi sniffled and said with a trembling voice, choking with pain.
Zhou Manchun's lips pulled a weak smile. Her two hands were tightly intertwined. She squeezed her hands so hard that the bones in her hands hurt, but she didn't feel it. She finally understood what it meant to have a heart cut by a knife.
"Mom, tell me, Xiaomo will be fine, right?" Zhou Manchun curled up and leaned into Zhao Lizi's arms.
Zhao Lizi nodded, but she was not sure. She left a helpless sigh in the oppressive air. Her eyes were red as she said, "Yes, this child is so sensible and obedient. He is our little angel. He will definitely be fine."
In fact, Zhou Manchun had only endured this kind of pain once, but it was Zhao Lizi's second time. When Zhou Manchun was in a car accident, Zhao Lizi was also depressed.
At that time, Zhou Manchun's chief surgeon said that even if Zhou Manchun's heart was changed, her body would not be very healthy in the later stages. Her life was shorter than the average person's, and she might only live for more than 40 years.
Zhao Lizi took this risk and resolutely performed the heart transplant surgery for Zhou Manchun. Perhaps it was God's mercy, Zhou Manchun's heart transplant surgery was very successful. There were no sequelae at all. Ordinary people's personality would change after the heart transplant surgery, but Zhou Manchun was still the same as before, and she could still live a normal life.
This was the thing that Zhao Lizi was most grateful to God for. Zhao Lizi was a superstitious person. After Zhou Manchun's heart transplant surgery, she would go to the temple every week and pray in front of Buddha that Zhou Manchun would be safe. As long as Zhou Manchun was safe, she was willing to shorten her life by ten years!
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