flstandardbreds Chapter 410 Little Daddy Comes to Chat at Dinner
Chapter 410 Little Daddy Comes to Chat at Dinner
The G City Central People's Hospital was bustling with people and noisy. In front of the registration office, the line was winding and people were either exhausted or anxious, holding their medical records tightly in their hands and looking at the progress ahead from time to time.
Dou Jinde came out of the doctor's office, holding Mu Xiaoji's injury assessment certificate tightly in his hand, and walked towards the ward in a hurry with big strides.
He frowned slightly, his eyes focused, and he was thinking about the next legal procedures.
Just as he passed by the registration crowd, a woman walking with her head down hurried over. The two of them couldn't avoid each other and bumped into each other.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." They both spoke almost at the same time, their voices filled with panic and apology.
Yan Na raised her head and her eyes met Dou Jinde's. She was slightly startled. She felt that the man in front of her was very familiar. She was speechless for a while and uttered two words after a long time: "You are..."
Dou Jinde raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a perfect smile, and quickly looked around, as if searching for the memory of coming here three years ago, and confirmed: "Yana? I am Lawyer Dou."
Yan Na was stunned at first, then a surprised smile appeared on her face: "Lawyer Dou! It's been three or four years since we last met, right?"
Dou Jinde chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his tone: "Doctor Yan has a good memory. He remembered us after just one glance at the ward."
Yan Na subconsciously tidied up the hair around her ears with her hands and asked in confusion, "Why are you in our hospital?"
Dou Jinde did not hide anything and said bluntly: "Mu Xiaoji appeared in court yesterday and was beaten unconscious at the door of the court. He was sent here for treatment to ward off evil spirits;
I just got the injury assessment certificate from the doctor." He raised his hand and waved it.
Yan Na frowned slightly, a trace of worry flashed across her face, but it disappeared in an instant. In a relaxed tone, with both hands in the pockets of her white coat, she said, "Let's go and see how he is doing."
Dou Jinde nodded and made a gesture of invitation, and the two of them walked side by side through the bustling crowd towards the inpatient department.
Along the way, people came and went, and from time to time someone pushed a stretcher hurriedly past, and the air was filled with the smell of disinfectant.
In the ward, the pale electric light illuminated the room. Mu Xiaoji slowly woke up, his eyelids trembling slightly, and his consciousness gradually returned.
He felt his head was still a little dizzy, as if he was shrouded in a layer of fog. He moved his body and found that he was fine, but his arm was still a little sore.
He slowly opened his eyes and saw Dean Guo leaning against a chair with his head slightly drooping, looking dazed.
Dean Guo's hair was a little messy, and his face showed unconcealable fatigue. The wrinkles on his forehead seemed to have deepened a little.
Mu Xiaoji looked around and saw Cui Jiani standing by the window with her arms folded across her chest, looking out the window, as if she was thinking about something. Her back looked a little frail, and her standing posture was so stubborn, as if she was suppressing some emotion.
Mu Xiaoji called softly, "Jiani." Although the voice was soft, it was particularly clear in the quiet ward.
When Cui Jiani heard the voice, she turned around and looked at Mu Xiaoji. Surprise and worry instantly welled up in her eyes. She walked closer in a hurry: "Xiaoji, you finally woke up. How do you feel?"
Mu Xiaoji made a "hush" gesture, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, shook his head gently and replied: "I'm fine, I just had a good sleep."
When Cui Jiani heard this, her worry instantly turned into anger. She raised her hand and patted his arm, saying in a crying voice: "You said you were fine, but do you know how worried we were about you?"
Mu Xiaoji bared his teeth and said in pain, "Don't do it, that big foot is not fake!"
Dean Guo woke up suddenly when he heard the noise. Seeing Mu Xiaoji wake up, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. He asked nervously: "Xiaoji, how do you feel? I am really useless. I watched them take action but couldn't protect you."
Mu Xiaoji smiled and comforted him, "Uncle Guo, I'm fine, don't be nervous. You've been guarding me for so long, you must be exhausted, go back and have a rest."
As soon as he finished speaking, the door was gently pushed open from the outside with a slight "creaky" sound, and everyone's eyes turned to the door.
Dou Jinde walked in with a certificate of injury assessment, followed by a woman in a white coat.
Yan Na had a friendly smile on her face and walked towards the bed with light steps: "I just ran into Lawyer Dou in the lobby and learned that you were in the hospital. I came to see you by the way."
When Mu Xiaoji saw Yan Na, he was surprised: "Yan Na? Thank you!"
Yan Na nodded slightly, her eyes gentle: "How do you feel? Where are you hurt? Are you okay?"
Mu Xiaoji shook his head: "It's okay, it should be just a superficial wound."
Yan Na smiled and said, "If you need anything, just come and find me. I'm in the obstetrics and gynecology department."
Mu Xiaoji smiled faintly and said, "Okay. I didn't expect that we would meet again in this way."
Yan Na smiled slightly, looked around, as if she remembered something, and asked: "You are in the hospital, where is your little monster? Isn't he inseparable from you?"
Mu Xiaoji responded with a smile: "I'm at home. Aren't Uncle Guo and Jiani here?"
Everyone watched the two of them chatting in a disorganized and awkward manner, but the atmosphere inexplicably became harmonious.
The Jinyang Villa is brightly lit, with warm light flowing freely, making every corner cozy and warm.
In the kitchen, the air was filled with steam. Jiang Shuo and Mu Huiying were busy preparing liquid food for Jiang Chengyu. The figures of the grandparents and grandchildren were interwoven in the mist and light, outlining a tender picture.
Jiang Shuo had a focused look on his face. His small body stood beside the stove, his eyes fixed on the plate in front of him, and his tender little hands carefully placed the ingredients on it one by one.
The carrots were chopped into fine pieces with bright colors; the chicken thighs were cleaned and the textures were fresh;
The golden corn kernels are plump, as if kissed by the sun; the shrimps are curled up, revealing an attractive luster;
There is also a small pile of golden millet, exuding the unique rustic aroma of grains.
"Grandma, that's enough, add some water!" Jiang Shuo raised his head with a bit of confidence on his face, and a serious light flashing in his clear eyes.
Mu Huiying looked at her grandson and smiled happily, with the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes showing her doting:
"Is that enough? Choubao is awesome, even more professional than the experts!" That smile was full of praise and love for Jiang Shuo.
Jiang Shuo helped pass the water and explained, “I used to follow Little Daddy, and he was depressed every day;
When I was with him, he would tell me a lot of medical knowledge and often supervised me while performing surgery on rabbits or mice.
He only smiles when he looks at me. When I'm not around, he sits alone on the balcony, staring into the distance, sometimes for the whole day."
Mu Huiying paused as she listened, feeling a pang of sadness in her heart. Her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to that cold and windy night in early spring three years ago.
Outside the window, the cold wind was like a knife, cutting everything in the world. Guo Mu and his wife opened the bedroom door and saw a mess inside.
The broken coffee table was scattered all over the floor. Jiang Chengyu climbed up awkwardly from the mess, his face full of tear marks, as if soaked in sadness.
He climbed forward step by step, hugged Mu Xiaoji's legs, and begged bitterly with a crying voice: "Xiaoji, please listen to my explanation."
Mu Xiaoji's face was filled with anger, his chest heaving violently, and he kicked Jiang Chengyu down. That kick seemed to vent all his grievances and anger.
He bent down to pick up the marriage certificate on the ground, and with both hands he exerted force. With a "sizzle", the booklet that symbolized their marriage was torn into two halves.
"Xiao Ji, don't..." Jiang Chengyu widened his eyes, his eyes full of fear and despair. He desperately stretched out his hand to stop it, but it was too late.
Mu Xiaoji seemed not to hear his pleas and mercilessly threw the marriage certificate into the air. The pieces of paper fluttered to the ground, just like the broken relationship between the two.
Jiang Chengyu knelt helplessly on the ground, picking up the fragments in a panic. Every time he picked up a piece, it seemed as if he was picking up an irretrievable memory.
At this time, Mu Xiaoji raised his hand and exerted force on the photo of the two of them on the wall. Jiang Chengyu raised his head suddenly, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he rushed over and knocked Mu Xiaoji down.
His heart seemed to be pierced by thousands of needles, and he said disheartenedly: "Xiao Ji, take care of yourself in the future."
As he spoke, he stretched out his palm and rolled up the painting. A hot tear fell on Mu Xiaoji's face, and he struggled to break free from Mu Xiaoji's restraints;
He rolled over to pick up the painting, and looked back at Mu Xiaoji reluctantly. That look was full of affection and reluctance.
Just like that, barefoot and wearing only a thin set of pajamas, he made up his mind, smashed the glass, and disappeared into the night.
"Grandma, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Shuo pulled the corner of Mu Huiying's clothes with his chubby little hands, and his gentle call brought her back from her memories.
Mu Huiying came back to her senses and wiped the tears that had fallen from her eyes. She said apologetically, "Sorry, my dear. The liquid food is ready. Can we feed it to little daddy?"
Jiang Shuo nodded obediently and took a bowl. The bowl seemed a little big in his small hands.
Mu Huiying picked up the filter and gently poured the soup from the blender into the bowl. The soup was steaming and the aroma filled the entire kitchen, as if trying to dispel the sadness that permeated the air.
Mu Huiying held the bowl of steaming liquid food steadily in both hands. The rising mist gently brushed across her face, bringing a hint of warmth, but it could not hide the hint of worry in her eyes.
Jiang Shuo was like a happy little deer, skipping and running in front. His clear and childish voice echoed in the spacious corridor of the villa:
"Grandma, be careful where you step. I'll open the door for you." The little guy said as he turned around and looked at Mu Huiying, his eyes full of concern and expectation.
Mu Huiying looked at Jiang Shuo's back and couldn't help but break into a loving smile on her face. That smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, dispelling some of the haze in her heart.
Her laughter echoed in the living room: "Oh, you are so considerate. Run slower and don't fall."
As they were talking, the two of them came to the bedroom door. Jiang Shuo pushed the bedroom door open swiftly, and even blocked it with his body, fearing that the door would hit something, so that Mu Huiying could come in smoothly.
Mu Huiying walked into the bedroom and gently placed the bowl of liquid food on the cabinet beside the bed. Her movements were so gentle as if she was afraid to disturb the tranquility of the room.
Jiang Shuo couldn't wait to take off his little shoes and climbed onto the big bed like an agile little monkey.
He knelt beside the bed, approached Jiang Chengyu who was lying on the bed, and shouted in his childish but energetic voice: "Little daddy, come and have dinner." After that, he skillfully reached out to take the feeding tube placed beside him.
Mu Huiying stood aside, looking at Jiang Shuo, who was so young but had such skillful movements. For a moment she couldn't believe her eyes.
Her eyes were slightly moist, and her heart was filled with heartache and emotion. This child was exactly like Jiang Chengyu; his thoughtfulness and understanding in every move recreated Jiang Chengyu's life!