strictlysupreme Chapter 545 Wang Jianjun's Medical Records 4
Chapter 545 Wang Jianjun's Medical Records 4
I thought that even with so many regrets in my life, there were still things to be happy about. Time heals all wounds, and everything would be alright. Later, I received a letter from my hometown saying that Fang Qing had given birth to a son for me. She said she had suffered a lot during her pregnancy, and the baby was born prematurely, which made my heart leap. But then she said that thankfully the baby was healthy, and my heart calmed down.
They asked me what name I wanted for the child. I didn't sleep a wink all night, thinking for a long time. When I opened my eyes, dawn was breaking, and a feeling of joy washed over me. I quickly picked up my pen and wrote back, "Let's call him Chen (晨, meaning Morning). Chen represents a new beginning. We must forget the misfortunes of the past and embrace a new beginning."
This year, I started working and earned some money, so I took my annual leave and went home early. I had always been afraid to go back to that home, but this year I began to look forward to it. I desperately wanted to see my son, and I desperately wanted to give him the love I had longed for but never received.
That year, Fang Qing finally didn't wait for me at the foot of the mountain, because she didn't know I had returned early. I didn't tell anyone, and went home alone with my luggage. I saw Fang Qing, and I also saw... my younger brother...
Behind it is a bunch of closely packed dots, and some messy strokes.
These are not words at all; they are more like the writer venting his emotions.
They didn't see the text again until they turned to the next page.
It's a pity I don't know him.
Fu Huaiyi frowned and looked up at Director Huang.
Yi Yunshuo held up the page and complained, "What's this? How come the back of it is all scribbles?"
Director Huang casually picked up the medical record on the table and hit Yi Yunshuo on the head, saying, "You brat, you're talking nonsense. This is what I wrote."
Yi Yunshuo's lips twitched. "What did you write? What style of handwriting is this?"
"Authentic prescription formula."
Yi Yunshuo: "..."
“He couldn’t write any more at this point, so I added it for him.”
"So what did you write?"
Director Huang read aloud, “My illness must not have gotten better. I must have been hallucinating back then. No way, my younger brother is the best to me. He said that I am the only one who is his real brother. We look so alike, and we both have the surname Wang. He is the only person in this family who treats me like a human being. He would not treat me like that, and Fang Qing would not treat me like that either.”
"What hallucination?" Yi Yunshuo asked.
Director Huang rolled his eyes at him and continued reading.
"I ran away and hid behind the house for a long time, constantly telling myself that it must be my illness not getting better and that I was hallucinating. For a moment, I actually convinced my brain. After calming myself down, I went around to the village entrance and went back. This time I made a big fuss, and I greeted the neighbors loudly along the way. When I got home, Fang Qing came out to meet me, carrying her child."
She held Chenchen up for me to see, saying, "This is our child." I had dreamt countless times about how I would hold Chenchen when I saw him, how I would treat him well. Because of this, even though I'm not good with words, I specifically went to ask a friend. My friend has a younger sister, and I asked him how to hold a baby.
At this point, Fu Huaiyi suddenly remembered that there was such a thing.
Wang Jianjun, who was usually quiet, approached him and asked him how to hold a child.
He just felt that he was mentally ill. He didn't have any children, so how could he know?
However, he mentioned that he has a younger sister. When asked how he holds his sister, he carefully recalled the knowledge his nanny had taught him about holding babies years ago.
He had intended to give him a casual reply, but unexpectedly, Wang Jianjun took out a notebook and actually wrote it down seriously.
At that time, Fu Huaiyi felt that Wang Jianjun seemed to have really changed, and seemed to be turning back into a normal person.
However, his good fortune didn't last long. After returning home for the Spring Festival that year, he reverted to his old ways.
No, he's even more silent than before, and he no longer mentions his son.
Director Huang continued reading, “In the end, I didn’t reach out to take the child. They said the child was premature, but I saw that he was born fair and chubby, just like Jianguo when he was a child. He didn’t seem premature. I began to doubt whether he was my child. I didn’t dare to hold him until I found out.”
Yi Yunshuo nudged Fu Huaiyi's arm and mouthed something to him.
Fu Huaiyi pushed his hand away and said in a low voice, "Don't interrupt."
Director Huang continued, "I watched helplessly as the light in Fang Qing's eyes dimmed again. A moment later, Wang Jianguo came out and asked me if I didn't like Chenchen. I just told them that I didn't know how to hold the child and was worried about dropping her."
“My stepmother said that I’ve always been a quiet person who’s hard to talk back to, and very cold-hearted, so it’s not strange that I don’t hold the baby.”
"Fang Qing was already used to my indifference. She didn't say anything, but carefully tried to please me. When no one was around, she complained to me. Unlike before when she would just shed tears silently, this time she complained a lot. She said how hard life was here, how her in-laws were tormenting her, and how the bachelors in the village would occasionally try to take advantage of her."
"I watched her lie indifferently, still saying nothing. So I began to observe them, to observe every member of this family. The father was still the same as always, and the stepmother was nice to my son, which was abnormal. Wang Jianguo was also nice to him, changing diapers skillfully, as if he did it often. When he saw me looking at him, he just smiled at me and said that he was used to it, and since his brother wasn't home, he was the only one who could do this job."
"Heh, what a good brother of mine." I said sarcastically, "You've done a lot for me, haven't you?" He didn't seem to notice, just chuckled and said it was what he should do. Then he said that his family had found him a wife, and if nothing unexpected happened, he would be getting married after the New Year. He explained that if he continued to take care of his sister-in-law, his new wife would have objections, so he wouldn't be able to take care of Fang Qing anymore.
At that moment, I thought, "The new bride is so pitiful. Her stepmother is probably in such a hurry to get her married because she's afraid the affair will be exposed. Otherwise, why would he be in such a rush to get married at only eighteen?" I had only one thought: I can't let Fang Qing stay here; I have to make her leave.
"She had the same idea; she said she wanted to go to Nancheng with me. Ha, how could I possibly take her to Nancheng? I didn't want to take her, so I went to a town near Jiang Ting's place and found a house that only cost a little over a thousand yuan. I saved a few hundred yuan myself, Jiang Ting lent me a few hundred yuan, and we borrowed the rest from friends."
None of us were well-off; it was all money Jiang Ting who helped me borrow—tens or hundreds of yuan. Fu Huaiyi lent me the most; he lent me three hundred. Once I had enough money, I bought the house and arranged for Fang Qing and the child to move in.
"But whether that child is mine or not has become a thorn in my heart. If I ask them, they will definitely deny it. Fang Qing didn't go to the hospital from pregnancy to delivery, so it's impossible to verify through the hospital. So, I started asking around, wondering if there was any way to find out if he is my child."