Chapter 144: Entered the Hospital Again

Jin Yuan was a bit flustered. Even though the twelve-year-old girl sitting in front of him was his daughter, it felt like sitting across from his own mother.

Zhou Muxian was also a bit nervous. He didn’t expect to meet his mother-in-law… oops, I mean his stepdaughter, so soon.

The old man sitting in the rocking chair sat upright and watched his daughter. He put on the airs of a mother-in-law and chatted animatedly with Zhou Muxian.

He never imagined that a twelve-year-old child could have such a meticulous way of thinking. It was as if she was digging up their family’s background, thoroughly inspecting Zhou Muxian from head to toe and from the inside out.

It was called ‘communication and building a relationship’, but he clearly saw his daughter wearing a heroic warrior armor, throwing the two adults at her feet and questioning them with a sword point by point.

Fortunately, Ranran gets along well with Zhou Muxian, although she didn’t want to admit it, her stepfather’s looks played a big part in her liking him. But that didn’t matter. As long as her dad and his beloved were happy, it was all good.

Moreover, she feels that this uncle is not a bad person, and he is also wealthy, so he would not be interested in their family’s money. He seems reliable.

Jin Yuan had no idea what was going on in his daughter’s head, but she had already thought about these things. She just looked at her daughter and Zhou Muxian getting along well and felt very pleased. His previous worries could be avoided now, which was great.

. . . . .

Today is Zhou Mushi’s birthday. When Zhou’s mother was still around, she would always make a big deal out of celebrating Zhou Mushi’s birthday. After he came back, Jin Yang also paid attention to it.

On the surface, Jin Yang may not say much, not even a simple “Happy Birthday.” However, he would go into the kitchen and personally roll out the noodles to make a bowl of longevity noodles. Then, at the cake shop, he would buy a cake that could be called a cake, but most of the time, it would only be considered a dessert when he has a sweet tooth, due to its non-round shape. It wouldn’t say “Happy Birthday,” and there would be no candles on the small cake he got as a birthday treat.

For some people, saying “happy birthday,” singing birthday songs, and celebrating in a big way can be an awkward thing.

Jin Yang is like that. He has a heart full of blessings, but…whether it’s his own birthday or helping someone else celebrate theirs, all the joy and blessings are overshadowed by awkwardness.

He has a heart, so he tries to do things that are not awkward for himself or the other person.

On days when Jin Yang is not around, birthdays are really not that great.

The vast majority of dads around the world are careless, and Old Zhou is no exception. Now his mind is full of thoughts of his unborn daughter in his young wife’s belly.

Zhou Mushi is not jealous at all. The little girl is not born yet, so Old Zhou naturally treats her like a treasure. If this girl grows up to be as old as he is, with his character, he probably won’t remember to celebrate her birthday.

Wang Jiexi ordered a cake from the cake shop and had the salesgirl add a lot of sugar to it. It’s not that he has a sweet tooth, it’s just that there’s no other way. Zhou Mushi’s clothes are starting to look a bit empty now. Even though he still looks like a handsome guy who’s a little thin, he’s still the same person who often wears a smile on his face. But how can a truly happy person be so thin?

Wang Jiexi secretly started to feed Zhou Mushi supplements, such as high-sugar snacks, various nutritious soups, and meat and fish dishes. He’s not afraid that Zhou Mushi won’t recover, but he’s afraid of giving him high blood pressure and high blood fat.

Today’s strawberry cake is no exception – extremely sweet!

How sweet was it? It was sweet enough to make Wang Jiexi regret it. He begged and even used a slightly spoiled tone like a child to persuade Zhou Mushi to eat a large piece.

After finishing, they went straight to the hospital. The doctor diagnosed Zhou Mushi with a weak body due to excessive sugar intake, causing hyperglycemic reactions.

Wang Jiexi was confused and thought, “I may not be well-educated, but you can’t fool me. Do people still faint from high blood sugar these days?” Well, the world is vast, and there is nothing unusual.

Zhou Mushi usually packaged himself well, appearing energetic and lively. However, now that he was wearing a hospital gown and lying on the bed, all his pretense had been exposed. He looked very weak and frail, as if he was on the verge of death.

Wang Jiexi sat beside him, guarding him. For some reason, he felt a sense of sadness, as if he was about to watch Zhou Mushi die any moment.

A few days ago, he had gone to see Jin Yang, and from the surface, Jin Yang seemed fine.

If things continued like this, he was really afraid that Zhou Mushi would die before Jin Yang.

Perhaps he should not have readily agreed to Jin Yang’s request to take good care of Zhou Mushi, as the task was much more difficult than he imagined.

Treating a person’s body is easy, but treating a person’s heart is really difficult.

Wang Jiexi felt a headache, but there was nothing he could do.

When Zhou Mushi woke up, he found Wang Jiexi sitting next to him, apparently having stayed up all night, with dark circles under his eyes.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Zhou Mushi frowned: “What are you doing not taking care of your own body? Clearly, you are so seriously ill, why do you have to stay with me!”

Wang Jiexi was stunned by the scolding: “Me? I’m not sick!”

Zhou Mushi said seriously: “Stop pretending, I already know.”

“Do you know? What do you know?”

“I heard your conversation with the doctor that day. I know you have lung cancer. You don’t have to hide it from me. When you get sick, you have to treat it well. You’re still young, and there’s still a chance to turn things around.”

Suddenly, Wang Jiexi remembered the day he “met” Zhou Mushi outside the hospital. Since that day, Zhou Mushi had been acting abnormally, insisting on taking him back to his house. So it was because of this misunderstanding?

“I’m really not sick. I was consulting with the doctor for a friend who has lung cancer. Really!” Wang Jiexi said, standing up and jumping around twice next to Zhou Mushi to show him how healthy he was.

Zhou Mushi: “…”

The atmosphere became awkward for a moment, whether it was because of Zhou Mushi’s misunderstanding or because a grown man was bouncing around in a hospital.

“I’m glad you’re okay,” Zhou Mushi murmured and then curled up in bed.

Wang Jiexi sighed and sat back on the stool, looking at him. “I’m fine, but what about you? You’ve been constantly suffering from various ailments and getting thinner every day.”

Zhou Mushi smiled reluctantly and tugged at the corner of his mouth. “I’m fine. Maybe it’s just because of the change of seasons that I feel uncomfortable. By the way, how is your friend doing now?”

He didn’t know why he cared about Wang Jiexi’s sick friend. He shouldn’t pry into other people’s business, but subconsciously he wanted to ask.