After a busy spell, when Zhang Guoqing returned to the hospital ward, Ping’an was already lying asleep on the bed outside, while Lin Lishan had also hung up medicine and fallen asleep.
He walked softly over to the sofa and whispered to Zhou Xiaozheng, who was resting with his eyes closed, "Dad, while Mom’s asleep, you should stay with Ping’an for a while. I’ve already asked Aunt Chen to come over early tomorrow morning."
"Mhm, you should also go back to rest early. There’s nothing more to worry about here; you need to rush back to school. Work and study shouldn’t be delayed."
Zhang Guoqing nodded and left the room. He didn’t go back home, instead leaning against the corridor, looking at the stars in the sky and listening to the sounds within. He knew he wouldn’t be able to sleep even if he were home.
Fortunately, his wife wasn’t home, otherwise she would have been really upset. Zhang Guoqing imagined what Zhou Jiao would do if she were at the hospital right now.
... She would definitely start by scolding fiercely, then frowning with that little face of hers as she hands her mother a knife, telling her to go ahead and continue the suicide drama. She would keep offering advice on how to quickly relieve herself.
Once the fright was over, she would still need to let treatments proceed as prescribed, and she would pull her dad to be with the child for sleep. Then she herself would go to sleep too.
To her, those who desecrate life are not deserving of sympathy.
Still inside the ward, Zhou Xiaozheng had no thoughts of sleep. At the moment, he found it more absurdly amusing. He didn’t know if other women would do the same, but his wife’s intelligence was immature, even less than that of a five-year-old.
Earlier, when he saw her wearing that familiar dress and heard the incident location was a peach orchard in the county outskirts, he almost couldn’t help but laugh out loud. How does this brain grow?
If you’re going to die, it’s just like the kids say, one swipe and it’s over. What kind of fool with a peculiar mind goes to reminisce about a place where emotions were pledged, especially for someone who doesn’t value life?
This kind of bourgeois thought must be seriously dealt with, completely re-educated. From now on, she mustn’t be allowed to flip through those chaotic books anymore. What kind of rubbish are those!
Early the next morning, after sending the father-in-law to work, Zhang Guoqing went to the nurses to get information on some care workers, choosing a middle-aged woman who spoke less and was clean and efficient.
With this Aunt Wang, plus Aunt Chen, Lin Lishan’s hospitalization issue was finally settled. Having few family members was exactly this problem—when something happened, there wasn’t even a helping hand.
Just as Zhang Guoqing was feeling emotional, Old Mrs. Cheng arrived at the ward with the family maid carrying a lunch box.
"Auntie Grandma, you’re here?" Zhang Guoqing quickly welcomed her inside, glancing at the inner room, but hesitated to ask if the courtyard had widely spread rumors about his mother-in-law’s suicide attempt.
Old Mrs. Cheng didn’t hurry to go in, standing outside, she immediately smiled seeing Zhang Guoqing, "In the morning I went to your house, asked your dad and only then knew about the incident...
Were you frightened last night? Hurry and get some rest. Leave this to me, there’s nothing more; go back soon for school. It’s inconvenient here for children these days, not good air and all that."
Seeing Zhang Guoqing about to speak, she waved her hand, "Listen! It isn’t convenient here for you. With me here, your mom will be alright."
Zhang Guoqing hurriedly opened his mouth, but the old lady had already gone inside.
Lin Lishan looked at her uneasily, "Auntie..."
Old Mrs. Cheng stepped forward to grab her hand, "Silly child, what words can’t be said that made you go down this path. You see, once you’re down, the house turns into chaos.
Our Jiao Jiao is outside, if she returns and finds no mom, think how heartbroken she’d be. Take another look at little Ping’an, how terrified he would be, and look at Xiao Wu, unable to even attend school. Do you realize your wrongs?"
Zhang Guoqing looked at the old lady astonishingly. Her display seemed a bit off, clearly the father-in-law told her about the wife’s background.
Ping’an pointed to the lunchbox at the bedside, "Grandma, my grandma only drank water, didn’t eat."
"That’s not okay, the doctor said to have some white porridge at least..."

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