novelraw Chapter 656 - 630: Her Original Intent, His Protection
Chapter 656 - 630: Her Original Intent, His Protection
"Whether there’s a good outcome is not up to you. If you don’t want to get hit, get lost and stop disgusting people in front of my house."
Yu Minglang unhurriedly made a Tai Chi gesture, successfully scaring Lv Zhi.
Lv Zhi came in a rush and left in a rush, wanting to cause trouble but ended up kicking an iron plate and meeting a tough one, almost tumbling down the stairs.
Qian looked at the trail of red footprints all over the place and sighed, "Let’s get some gasoline to clean it up. It’s disrupting the neighbors’ normal lives."
"Who uses gasoline these days? There are special thinners for cleaning up wet paint."
Qian looked at him curiously, "How do you know?"
How could he not know? He’s been busy renovating the house every day, and bought all the paints himself. The surprise for Qian is ready~
Yu Minglang just smiled without answering, and went inside with Qian. Inside, Yu Liumei was comforting a startled Weiwei. Qian sighed.
"My holiday is going to be ruined again; this child can’t be left alone now."
Yu Minglang tightened his grip on the hand prepared to take out the wedding ring from his pocket.
"Are you going to be very busy recently?"
"Yeah... Xiaoqiang, how come you can come out every few days? Isn’t the place you transferred to far from here?"
Indeed, it’s not far, about a dozen minutes’ drive.
He hadn’t told Qian about Xiaoqiang being transferred to this city; Qian wasn’t someone who dug deeply. She asked once, and when Yu Minglang didn’t answer directly, she didn’t ask again.
But judging from this period of frequent appearances, it must be not too far.
Qian would never have imagined, Yu Minglang was in the same city as her.
"You won’t have to take such great care of every patient, will you?" Yu Minglang lowered his voice, hinting as he looked towards the inner room.
"Of course, if everyone were like this, I’d be dead tired. Normal working hours are eight hours a day; this one is an exception."
"Why is it an exception?" Yu Minglang was not without compassion, but he knew there were many patients Qian had to face who had extremely tragic experiences.
If each required her heart and soul to care for them, he worried her health wouldn’t stand it.
"Because it’s my calling."
For Weiwei, there were too many complex emotions for Qian. She desperately hoped to pull this child back from Death’s clutches, not just for the similar name and age, but also for the auditory hallucinations when she received the call.
She didn’t save her daughter from Death back then; now she hopes to save Weiwei.
"I see..." Yu Minglang released the grip on the ring, gently placing his hand on Qian’s furrowed brow.
"It’s fine to save people, just don’t hurt yourself. Look at you, what if frowning later leads to frown lines?" Though he didn’t know the exact reason, Yu Minglang knew Qian’s attitude towards this patient was different.
The marriage plan could wait a few days. She’s focusing all her efforts on saving someone. Everyone was waiting for the verdict on the scoundrel. Proposing marriage now wasn’t appropriate.
Her calling was something he should protect.
After calming the emotionally unstable Weiwei and putting her to sleep, Qian brewed tea for Yu Minglang and Yu Liumei.
"Sister-in-law, why are people with depression so kind-hearted?" This question had been in Liumei’s heart for a long time.
She felt that, in her interactions with Weiwei, the girl was especially kind when not having an episode, and Qian had given her some books on depression to help her better understand Weiwei.
It was an excellent question. Qian set down her teacup and professionally explained, "Actually, you asked a question that has been explored in academia. A large proportion of depression and anxiety disorders patients are kind-hearted people. I most despise some unfounded soul-healing opinions."
"Are you saying that some soul-healing magazines mislead people into thinking depression is caused by small-mindedness?" Yu Minglang had searched for some information after Qian treated this case.
Qian nodded, "Some people who know nothing pretend to be spiritual guides, claiming depression comes from small-mindedness. When I see such opinions, I just want to slap them, shut them up! Using small-mindedness as a narrow way to judge those with mental illness, they should be shot for five minutes!"
This was also a common misconception. People unfamiliar with mental illnesses often say arrogantly that those with no tolerance, small-mindedness, narrow hearts get mental diseases, which is just nonsense.
Many with depression are agreeable, charitable, considerate, like the depressed artist who jumped off a building, a universally recognized good person in life.
"Then what causes depression?" Liumei asked.
Qian’s face turned somber, "There are many causes of depression, different individuals have different triggers, but in Weiwei’s case, it’s definitely tied to her family environment."
"I really can’t understand, wasn’t it said that good people live in peace?"
Liumei had been harboring a deep anger these days, truly furious!
As they were discussing this issue, Qiuqiu stormed in angrily from outside and said to Yu Liumei and Yu Minglang.
"Brothers, grab a weapon, I can’t stand this anymore. I’m going to beat the scumbag and his crazy witch to hell!"
"Qiuqiu, calm down, what’s happened?"
Qian asked Qiuqiu.
"I have a friend working over there. Today, I heard shocking news that scumbag might be getting out on bail!" This news almost made Qiuqiu explode with anger.
"Bail?" Yu Minglang frowned. "What’s his reason?"
"Claims he has heart disease, rubbish!" Qiuqiu absolutely couldn’t stand it anymore.
Lv Zhi worked in medical equipment, knew people in hospitals, getting a medical certificate wasn’t impossible. It was already frustrating not being able to find evidence to sentence the scumbag for longer. Now hearing the villain might still get bail, Qiuqiu’s justice flame wouldn’t be suppressed.
Hearing this, Liumei got mad too, rolled up her sleeves, glanced around with glasses, and saw the metal armor decoration of Qian ready to grab a weapon.
"Let’s take them out!"
"Beat them till they shit!"
One learned sports, the other martial arts, blood boiling, with thoughts full of righteous eradication of evil.
Seeing this could lead to trouble, Qian quickly told Yu Minglang.
"Hold them down for me!"
Whatever Qian said, Yu Minglang would do, blocking the doorway.
"Lang, let go!"
"Everyone calm down," Yu Minglang advised.
"Calm down my ass! We’re hoping the judiciary will render justice for Weiwei, and now he’s damn getting bailed!" It’s utterly crossing the line!