Chapter Thirty-Six

  After Anxi's regular check-up on the second day showed no major issues, she was able to be discharged from the hospital. When they went to settle the bill together, they were informed that all expenses had already been paid in full.

  An Xi heard this and slightly furrowed her brow, asking: "Do you know who it is?"

  "It's Dr. Wen from our hospital." The nurse was saying, her eyes darting back and forth, shining with a few hints of excitement: "That very one."

  Su An and An Xi both turned their heads to look over—

  A man in a white coat was leaning against the handrail at the stairs, next to him stood a female doctor with her hands in her pockets, looking at him coldly. The two were whispering something to each other.

  The doctor slightly tilted his face, with light from the middle window of the stairs casting onto his profile, adding a touch of elegance and refinement.

  It seemed that he sensed the gaze of two people, and he turned his head to look over. The outline was very similar to Wen Jingfan's. However, the auras of the two were different, although they shared some similarities, their temperaments were completely different.

  He hesitated for a moment, then spoke in a low voice to the female doctor and walked over here. He stopped his footsteps at a distance of several steps away and nodded slightly.

  His calm gaze fell on the golden nameplate pinned to his left chest, surgeon - Wen Jingran.

  "Hello, I am Wen Jingran, the younger brother of Wen Jingfan." He stretched out his hand to An Ran standing in front of him, with long fingers that were very suitable for surgical operations.

  "Hello, Sui An Ran."

  Wen Jingran raised his eyes and met her gaze, slightly curved the corners of his mouth to smile, then withdrew his hand and turned to look at An Xuan: "Auntie, are you feeling okay?"

  "It's fine, no big deal." An Xi smiled at him, with a hint of hesitation on her face.

  Wen Jingran's gaze passed over Su Anran and looked at the toll window behind him, smiled slightly, and said: "I just received my brother's entrustment, he is..."

  Wen Jingran paused for a moment before slowly saying, "He is more concerned about Su Wei."

  Under Su Anran's subconscious brow, he jumped up and hadn't had time to stop him before he spoke out. Unexpectedly, An Xi also didn't show any surprise, but only raised his eyes to look at Su Anran, with a rather complex gaze.

  An Xi was about to speak when a nurse came running from afar, shouting: "Dr. Wen, the patient has woken up, you should go take a look."

  Wen Jingran's expression turned serious, and he quickly left a sentence "I'm working here, if you need help don't hesitate to ask. I still have patients to see, excuse me first" then followed the nurse walking away hastily.

  An Xi looked in the direction where Wen Jing Ran left for a while before saying: "They have two sons at home? Both of them look quite good."

  Su Anran: "......"

  An Xi saw her unresponsive and added: "This favor you owe, how can you also go back to thank the other person properly."

  "Mom, I know what's going on in my own heart."

  Anjia was just on that street not far from the hospital, not the main street, but a row of very old houses left over from early times.

  Her grandparents and great-grandparents all passed away early, when she was still young and didn't have any memories of them. The four elderly people left one after another, leaving only a very vague impression.

  Later on, it became twice a year, once during Qingming Festival to sweep the tomb and once before Chinese New Year.

  When she was noisy and wanted her grandparents, her mother would hold her and tell her about her grandparents' life before. Later on, every year, she would bring her back here to stay for a short while, until five years ago when she divorced Jian Guo and moved back.

  The house is built by the water, a single-family courtyard with a moderate size. Although the house looks old, the interior facilities are modernized, only keeping the original house of my grandparents as it was before.

  When An Ran was small, she didn't dare to enter that room, always feeling a deep and oppressive atmosphere. Inside, there were red sandalwood carved flower wardrobes, and rosewood dressing tables. The jewelry boxes or other decorations on top had an ancient and old-fashioned feel to them.

  It was only later, as I grew older, that I no longer feared these things. Sometimes when I felt anxious, I would open the door and go inside to sit for a while, flipping through my mother's old photos, and my heart would gradually calm down.

  According to Mother, she had a verbal engagement back then, and it was with the son of an old acquaintance who sold jade on the street next door. However, she didn't have any feelings for that son, and later after joining the workforce, she met Rong Jingguo.

  Su's family was not originally a wealthy or noble one. When Su Anxi insisted on being with Rong Jinzhen, Old Master Su was so angry that he almost cut off his relationship with her. Except for the verbal engagement and the shame of divorce, he never agreed to it.

  An Xi had always been obedient and never dared to be too excessive, and she had never crossed the line with Shuai Jingguo. Probably because of this persistence, Lao Ye still pitied his daughter and asked her if she was really ready for this choice. In his opinion, Shuai Jingguo was not the most suitable person for her.

  At that time, An's answer was, but he is the one I like, and he also likes me. As long as we like each other, nothing can't be overcome.

  Every other day, the old man would thicken his skin and personally go to his old friend's house to apologize. After returning, he was depressed and unhappy. When San An was three years old, she left with her grandfather the following year, taking her grandmother away too. This home became so deserted.

  As for Su Jingguo, after getting married, business started to look up. When An Ran was born, Su Jingguo set up his own company and everything got better and better. All of this was the result of the joint efforts of the two people, An Xing's dedication and sacrifice, she never mentioned it to An Ran, but An Ran naturally understood that several decades ago and now were worlds apart.

  An Ran quietly listened to An Xi repeatedly say these words, her tone filled with the bitter and sweet memories, as well as the intense, unerasable regret and remorse that she thought was well-hidden.

  "It's not that having love means you can be together forever, it's hard to say whether it's the change of heart or time that changes everything. Anyway, in the future when getting married, one must carefully look for someone who loves and relies on you, and can live a down-to-earth life with you."

  This is what An Xing had told her less than ten times.

  It's probably just the way of the world, people who have never experienced emotional pain and scars will never understand. The failed marriage of parents can bring how much suffering and hidden dangers to their children.

  According to An Xi, her grandfather used to praise her for being quiet and not liking to talk, with the demeanor of a traditional lady. However, people with such calm personalities are more likely to hide things. They bury them deep in their hearts, where they rot and stink, and suffer silently alone.

  Who understands? Or... who will care about your invisible pain?

  Sometimes I think about it calmly and feel that this life of mine is over.

  Liu Xi Fang's phone call came at a very inconvenient time, just as Su An was taking a bath. She wiped her face with a towel and said to Su Mu, who was watching TV in her room: "Mom, can you answer the phone for me?"

  She responded with a distant "um" and turned back to see her still washing, glancing at the time and muttering to herself: "Why do I feel so distracted since I got back...I've been washing for over half an hour..."

  But in the bathroom, Su Anran was still "offline".

  After returning home safely, she simply tidied up her luggage. Looking at the empty wardrobe, thinking of that property in City A, she felt a slight headache.

  If you want to come back, the house on that side will have to be sold by then. Furniture can be left behind, but the things that need to be brought back will probably fill up her car completely.

  After some thought, she opened her laptop and started writing a "letter of resignation". When the words were written neatly and printed out, she put them in an envelope and only then sent a WeChat message to Wen Jingfan.

  "My mom has been discharged from hospital without any major issues, thank you so much this time. Give me your bank account number, I want to return the expenses to you."

  Wen Jingfan was about to fall asleep when he heard his phone had a message notification. He raised his hand to open it and saw the line of text, his sour eyes narrowing further as he pressed the voice button: "My private account is only known to me, if you want to return it to me, then come back."

  His voice was low and husky, seemingly very tired, with a hint of hoarseness in every syllable, heavy as if he had a mouthful of sand.

  Su Anran hesitated for a moment, then pressed the voice button to ask him: "Why is your voice so hoarse? Is it because you're too tired? Drink some more water, do you still have that throat candy you gave me last time?"

  Wen Jingfan raised his hand to touch his forehead, the temperature was still normal for the time being, but the burning sensation in his body seemed to be a thread that pulled and pulled, slowly rising from the depths.

  He coughed lightly several times before answering: "It seems like I've caught a cold."

  I don't know if it's just an illusion, but after knowing that he was physically uncomfortable, I felt that even his voice sounded more tired and sickly.

  She furrowed her brow, recalling that one time... Back then, Wen Jingfan was still hosting a radio show. When the seasons changed and it turned cold, he didn't notice and caught a cold.

  His voice was hoarse throughout, and he probably drank hot water while recording, his voice sounded like it had sunk into a wet cotton ball, no longer clear. It wasn't until later that I found out he not only had a cold and had trouble speaking, but also had a fever that night.

  Wen Jingfan's physical condition is special. He usually doesn't get sick, but once he catches a cold, it always comes with fever.

  "Is there someone beside you? In case you have a fever in the middle of the night, it would be terrible if you were alone..."

  He detected the worry in her tone, and his lips curled up slightly, while his languid eyes brightened a little: "It's okay, I've been used to being alone for a long time."

  Who isn't used to being alone?

  An Xi picked up the phone, and before she could even introduce herself, a man's voice on the other end sounded somewhat urgent: "Although you were going to stand me up and leave me with an empty venue, costing me tens of thousands in losses for the day, you can't just ignore my calls!"

  "Hello, I'm Anran's mom. Anran is not available to take your call right now."

  Lu Xifang suddenly looked like he had swallowed a fly, his face turned pale, and it took him a long time to clear his throat before speaking seriously: "Auntie, hello, I'm Lu Xifang, Anran's friend. Please don't take offense at my rudeness just now."

  "You seem to have an urgent matter with An Ran, can you tell me and I'll pass it on for you."

  "Auntie, please be sure to tell her. Wen Jingfan's mobile phone and home phone are all connected, but no one answers. His assistant has an urgent matter to find him, but he can't get in touch with him at all. However, the relationship between Jingfan and Anran is still good, I don't know if there's another way to contact him."

  This excuse... can only be used on An Xue who completely doesn't understand the relationship between Lu Xi Fang and Wen Jing Fan, and what's fabricated is also full of loopholes.

  Although An Xi had never heard An Ran mention Lu Xifang, she had met Wen Jingfan before, so she didn't suspect anything and agreed. Just as she was about to hang up the phone, Lu Xifang hurriedly stopped her, softening his voice and speaking pitifully: "Auntie, I have one more thing to trouble you with..."

  After hanging up the phone, An Xie's face darkened slightly. She was silent for a moment before suppressing her anger and knocking on the bathroom door.

  "It's An Ran, your friend Lu Xifang is calling. Asking if you have any other way to contact Wen Jingfan, saying that both phone and mobile are reachable, but no one answers, can't get in touch, also said..."

  Her words had barely fallen when a sudden noise came from inside, "Clang" sounded abruptly, interrupting her speech.

  Anxi's eyebrows jumped, and she called out Anran's name again in a somewhat uneasy tone. Not hearing any response, she immediately became anxious.

  Covering his forehead with a painful expression, he couldn't say a word. Seeing An Xi anxiously finding the key to open the door, he finally stood up holding onto the showerhead on the wall.

  The newly changed pajamas on her body were already wet with a big patch because of her fall. She covered her forehead with one hand and lifted her hair with the other to check if her knee, which was also burning with pain, had been bruised.

  As soon as I lowered my head, I saw a drop of bloodstain spreading on the bathroom floor, followed by one drop after another, spreading on the wet and slippery floor of the bathroom.

  Looking calmly at the bloodstained scene, I felt a throbbing headache and dizziness.

  Shanxi/Jiangsu/Wenxue/Yuanchuang/Dujia/Shoufa

  No forwarding allowed

  Author's note: Sorry, I've delayed again. Slept in this morning and didn't get up... Had something to do outside in the afternoon, came back at night to eat dinner and take a bath, misread the time thinking it was still early... Then I went to write with tears TAT

  This chapter sums up to Lu Dao and Wen Zong being in cahoots... An Ran is no match.

  One of the male leads in this series made a brief guest appearance due to plot requirements~~~

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  Thank you for the rewards from all the sisters~~~~

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