novelraw Chapter 439 - 218. The woman sitting on the hospital rooftop seems like she might jump down at any moment.
Chapter 439 - 218. The woman sitting on the hospital rooftop seems like she might jump down at any moment.
Nan Wan placed Jiu Jiu on the fluffy sleeping blanket, and Barton lay beside Jiu Jiu. The warm sunshine filled the study, creating a breathtaking scene that made one feel like they could watch it all day without doing anything else.She nestled into the sofa, propping her elbow up, looking lazy and relaxed, "I want to discuss something with you."
"Go ahead."
Nan Wan pursed her lips and softly said, "The hospital sent me an email asking me to return to work."
The hospital gave her a way out. If she didn’t accept, it would be hard to justify. Besides, being a doctor is her profession. The longer she stayed away from the operating table, the rustier she’d become. She couldn’t let all those years in the lab go to waste.
Upon hearing this, Mu Jin Huan paused, his voice low and gentle, "You want to work again?"
Mrs. Mu was probably getting bored.
"I’ve been idle at home for too long. If this continues, I’ll soon become a housewife past her prime," Nan Wan sighed, deliberately elongating her words, "Maybe then you’ll abandon me for a new love."
Having lived in leisure for too long, she’s grown lazy.
She seldom spoke like this before.
"That’s quite unlikely," Mu Jin Huan chuckled, adding a touch of tenderness between his brows, "When do you want to go to the hospital?"
He agreed so readily?
Nan Wan was a little dazed, unable to figure out Mr. Mu’s new tactic, as the numerous prepared arguments she had weren’t needed.
She answered slowly, "Tomorrow is the weekend already, so I’ll go on Monday."
Still feeling skeptical, she sat up from the sofa and tentatively asked, "President Mu, aren’t you going to stop me?"
Mu Jin Huan seemed to know what she was thinking, let out a couple of low laughs, and leisurely said, "I’m away early and back late every day. If Mrs. Mu gets busy with work, she shouldn’t have time to abandon me for a new love."
Nan Wan, "..."
Using her words against her, how utterly uninteresting.
After hanging up the phone, Nan Wan picked up Jiu Jiu and left the study, "Mom’s going to the hospital to see Grandma Zhou who saved your life. It’s a bit cold outside, so I won’t take you out."
It’s been three months, and Aunt Zhou’s condition has only slightly improved.
Going downstairs, she handed Jiu Jiu to the servant dedicated to caring for him, "I’m going out for a while, will be back before dinner."
The servant respectfully said, "Okay, I’ll call the driver now."
"Mm," Nan Wan responded, going upstairs to the dressing room to change clothes.
...
A little after four in the afternoon, Nan Wan arrived at the hospital where Aunt Zhou was staying. After asking a nurse for the room number, she took the elevator upstairs.
In the hospital room, only Aunt Zhou was there. Her caregiver had gone to buy dinner for her. Upon seeing Nan Wan, Aunt Zhou was surprised and propped herself up on the bed, wanting to sit up, "Madam, how come you’re here?"
"Aunt Zhou, don’t move," Nan Wan quickly walked to the bedside, tucking in the corners of the quilt for Aunt Zhou, "I was passing by and thought I’d come up to see you. Is your health getting better?"
"Much better, I should be able to get out of bed in half a month," Aunt Zhou’s head was still bandaged. She didn’t expect a helper like her, who could be replaced at any time, to be cared for by the Madam.
Her eyes were moist, feeling both touched and warm, "Madam, how is the little master?"
Mother and son are safe, truly blessed by the Bodhisattva.
Nan Wan sat beside the bed and smiled gently, "Jiu Jiu is doing well, though sometimes he gets fussy at night. We’re waiting for Aunt Zhou to get better so you can help me take care of him for a few more years."
If it weren’t for Aunt Zhou that day, she couldn’t dare to imagine.
People develop feelings. Although the two servants at home now are very meticulous in their work, Nan Wan still prefers Aunt Zhou to be the one taking care of Jiu Jiu every day.
"Oh, Madam, don’t worry. As soon as I’m discharged, I’ll immediately come back to help you care for the little master," Aunt Zhou said excitedly, stealthily wiping away the moisture from the corners of her eyes as she spoke.
Aunt Zhou was a little embarrassed, but Nan Wan pretended not to see, her gaze soft and gentle, "No rush, you take your time to recover."
After wiping her tears, Aunt Zhou looked up at Nan Wan and tentatively asked, "And Zhao Ying?"
Just thinking about Zhao Ying’s deranged and twisted face made Aunt Zhou’s body shiver with cold.
How could a human heart be so terrifying?
Nan Wan paused, then resumed her usual gentle demeanor, "She received the legal punishment she deserved. As for other things, I didn’t inquire further."
...
When leaving the hospital, the sunset was still there, with half the sky dyed a breathtaking orange-red.
A nurse, stopping by the flower bed in front of the inpatient department, looked up at the rooftop and sighed helplessly, "Tsk tsk tsk, that ancestor is at it again."
An ancestor to be carefully revered and a patient obsessed with watching the sunset.
Initially, people at the hospital were nervous and unsure of what to do, but they got used to it over time. She would just quietly sit on the rooftop, returning to her room only after the sun completely set.