The other side of the boundless sea of ​​kindness

Chapter 988 We are all one family

The Jinjiangwan Villas awaken in the morning sunlight, exuding a warm and cozy atmosphere.

Inside the restaurant, Song Shijie was leisurely eating a bowl of steamed egg custard, while the old lady stirred her shrimp porridge with a spoon.

Shen Rou and Aunt Zhang were busy packing lunchboxes in the kitchen, preparing to send them to the hospital staff.

Suddenly, the phone on the dining table rang with a WeChat video call ringtone.

Shen Rou wiped her hands and walked over. Seeing "Chou Bao" displayed on the screen, she immediately answered with a smile: "Hey, good morning, Chou Bao?"

"Good morning, Grandma! Have you had breakfast yet?" Jiang Shuo's voice came through the receiver, clear and bright like a young man's.

"We're eating right now," Shen Rou said, turning the camera around to show the people at the table.

Song Shijie waved with a beaming smile: "Good morning, you little rascal, why didn't you go to school today?"

"Grandpa, you forgot? It's the weekend today," Jiang Shuo said with a smile.

The old lady put down her spoon and leaned closer to the screen: "Sweetie, where's your mother? When is she coming back to see her great-grandmother?"

The camera suddenly shifted, focusing on Xiao Yue lying on the bed. "Grandma, I miss you too. Please eat well," Xiao Yue's gentle voice came through.

Shen Rou immediately noticed something was wrong and quickly asked, "Xiao Yue, are you in the hospital?"

Jiang Shuo chuckled and said, "Grandma, look, these are a big insect and a chick!"

As he spoke, the camera gave a close-up shot of the twins in the crib next to him.

Shen Rou and the old lady couldn't stop smiling as they looked at the two chubby little ones on the screen:

"Oh my, these two little ones are so beautiful! Their features are just like Chenxi's when she was little!"

Shen Rou immediately scolded, "You silly boy, how can you call your younger brother and sister 'big insect' and 'little chicken'? That's so inappropriate."

Song Shijie also came over and asked with a smile, "Chenxi now has both a son and a daughter, darling, does your dad know that your mom gave birth?"

"I know." Jiang Shuo paused, his tone suddenly becoming somewhat serious.

"But Grandpa, you might not know... it's true that Big Bug and Little Chick are my younger brother and sister, but..."

Song Shijie asked in confusion, "But what?"

Jiang Shuo took a deep breath, as if he had mustered a lot of courage: "However, they are Little Daddy's flesh and blood."

"Stinky baby, what did you say?!" The three people in the restaurant exclaimed in unison, their faces full of disbelief.

Jiang Shuo quickly explained, "On New Year's Eve, my uncle got drunk... and bullied my father. He left the next day."

We were all worried that Dad wouldn't be able to handle it, so we told him that his stepfather needed time and that he shouldn't be sad.

But Dad wasn't sad at all; in fact, he was very happy. He took out a medical box and said it contained his most precious possession.

Later, Mom considered that if Dad found someone else to be a surrogate, he might not be able to devote himself wholeheartedly to me and the Song family.

Despite the risks associated with advanced maternal age, she proactively requested to become a surrogate mother again.

So, Big Bug and Little Chick... they are Little Daddy's flesh and blood.

As Shen Rou listened, a tear silently slid down her cheek and dripped onto her clothes.

The old lady wiped her eyes and exclaimed with relief, "My little Yue, you are truly my darling. I haven't spoiled you for nothing!"

Shen Rou and the old lady always thought that placing Xiao Yue next to Mu Xiaoji was a good idea.

Without Jiang Chengyu around, they might develop feelings for each other over time and have a younger brother or sister for Jiang Shuo.

Unexpectedly, Mu Xiaoji's obsession led her to use the same trick on Jiang Chengyu.

"Grandma, I'm doing very well at the Song family. The two young masters treat me like family."

"It's my honor to be able to do something for Young Master and Young Master Jiang." Xiao Yue's voice was sincere.

Song Shijie said in a deep voice, "Xiao Yue, you should rest well. I'll arrange things at the company and then bring Grandma and Auntie to visit you."

Xiao Yue quickly waved his hand: "Uncle Song, no need to trouble yourself. Young Master said he would take us back for the New Year."

Grandma is getting old and can't handle long journeys. Don't worry, we'll video chat with her often to let her know we're safe.

At this moment, Mu Huiying entered the ward carrying a bowl of porridge and saw Jiang Shuo and Xiao Yue huddled together in front of their phones.

He asked with a smile, "Sweetie, are you video chatting with your dad again?"

Jiang Shuo winked mischievously: "No, it's my grandparents and great-grandmother."

Mu Huiying handed the porridge to Xiao Yue: "Xiao Yue, the porridge isn't too hot anymore, eat it while it's still hot."

"Oh, thank you, Madam." Xiao Yue stood up and took the bowl of porridge with both hands. Mu Huiying then gently tucked a cushion behind her back, her movements natural and considerate.

On the other side of the screen, Shen Rou watched this scene, her heart filled with warmth—

No matter how many twists and turns we go through, there are always moments of harmony that make all the waiting worthwhile.

Song Shijie and Shen Rou carried insulated containers and lunch boxes as they entered the hospital lobby.

The place was still bustling with activity, and the queue for registration stretched out in a winding line.

Some people rushed to the pharmacy with their prescriptions in hand, while doctors hurried past with lab reports tucked under their arms.

Each person wore a different expression, creating a uniquely busy scene characteristic of the hospital.

The two followed the flow of people into the elevator, watching the numbers climb up one floor at a time.

With a "ding," the elevator stopped at their floor, and the doors slowly opened.

The two walked out quickly and headed straight for Jiang Chengyu's ward.

Pushing open the door, I saw Mu Xiaoji holding a warm towel.

She carefully wiped Jiang Chengyu's cheeks, hands, and feet, her movements as gentle as if she were protecting a rare treasure.

"Dad, Mom, why did you come all this way?" Mu Xiaoji looked up, a hint of surprise on her face.

A gentle smile then appeared on her face. "The hospital has everything you need, there's no need to send things all this way."

Shen Rou placed the thermos on the bedside table and said reproachfully, "How can I feel at ease having you here all by yourself?"

"I've been working so hard for days, even the strongest body can't take it anymore." She looked at the person on the hospital bed.

She asked again, "Wasn't Cheng Yu awake? Why is he still sleeping?"

Mu Xiaoji's smile faded slightly, and her tone carried a hint of helplessness:

"I woke up that day, talked for a while, and then fell asleep again and haven't woken up since."

Upon hearing this, Song Shijie immediately tensed up: "He wouldn't do it again..."

"Dad, I've given him a full check-up, and all his indicators are recovering. Everything is fine."

Mu Xiaoji shook her head, a hint of disappointment in her voice, "I just don't know why, he hasn't woken up yet."

Song Shijie stepped forward, gently patted his shoulder, and said in a deep voice:

"Don't rush, let's wait and see. Dad believes that good people will be blessed."

Mu Xiaoji nodded, remained silent for a moment, then seemed to suddenly remember something:

"By the way, Mom and Dad, Xiao Yue gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl! You didn't know that, did you?"

"I know, Choubao said it in the video this morning," Song Shijie replied, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

Seeing the expressions on his parents' faces, Mu Xiaoji understood and took the initiative to speak:

"Dad, Mom, the little monster's flesh and blood are no different from my own. You don't need to worry about it."

He paused, his gaze falling on Jiang Chengyu's sleeping face, his tone full of solemnity.

“These are what he deserves. Our family owes him far more than this.”

Shen Rou listened, her eyes slightly reddening, and stepped forward to take Mu Xiaoji's hand:

"Your parents know what you're thinking, and they know that Cheng Yu has suffered. You're right, we're all family, there's no difference."

Song Shijie nodded in agreement: "You're right. We'll accept him no matter what he's like from now on."

The ward quieted down, and sunlight streamed through the window, falling on Jiang Chengyu's face and on the three of them.

Although Jiang Chengyu has not yet woken up, the air is already filled with an unyielding warmth and anticipation.

Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi, carrying two bouquets of blooming sunflowers, walked upright through the hospital lobby.

Like two scenic lines with their own unique aura, they attracted the attention of many.

The two walked straight to the elevator without looking to the side and pressed the button for the VIP floor.

As the elevator doors opened, armed personnel remained as sculpted as statues, heavily guarding the entrances and surrounding areas of the VIP floors, their expressions solemn.

Upon seeing Teng Zijing approach, they all raised their hands in salute in unison, their movements swift and synchronized.

"Have you noticed anything unusual these past few days?" Teng Zijing asked in a deep voice.

The head security guard immediately responded, "There's nothing unusual. Mr. Song and his wife just went in."

Teng Zijing and Deng Zhouyi nodded and pushed open the door to the ward. Teng Zijing spoke first.

His gaze swept over the lunchbox on the bedside table: "Mr. Song, Madam, is this breakfast for Mr. Mu and the others?"

Song Shijie put down his water glass, smiled and nodded: "Mr. Teng is so busy with his work, yet he still thinks of Cheng Yu. Thank you so much."

Teng Zijing waved his hand, his tone filled with genuine guilt: "I'm the one who should be thanking you."

"If it weren't for General Jiang risking his life to save me, I'd be lying here right now."

He approached the bedside, looked at the sleeping Jiang Chengyu, and frowned slightly. "Why hasn't he woken up yet today?"

"After waking up that day and saying a few words, I fell asleep again and never opened my eyes again."

Mu Xiaoji spoke with a helpless tone, her fingertips gently brushing against the back of Jiang Chengyu's hand.

Teng Zijing was somewhat surprised: "Is there a problem with not having a full check-up?"

"I checked, and all indicators have returned to normal." Mu Xiaoji paused, then looked at Teng Zijing.

"Master Jing, please have the people at the door removed. I plan to discharge him on Monday and take him back to G City to recuperate."

"So hasty?" Teng Zijing was a little worried. "It would be safer to observe here for a few more days."

Mu Xiaoji shook his head, his tone resolute: "My own Renxin Hospital,"

The equipment and medical team are top-notch; the conditions are much better here.

Teng Zijing thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Then I'll send a military helicopter to take you back."

Minimal bumps and jolts, safety first. These comrades at the gate are all elites who have risked their lives with me.

You should take this with you too. Just because there's been no news these past few days doesn't mean he's out of danger.

Just as Mu Xiaoji was about to refuse, Teng Zijing pressed down on his shoulder: "Don't refuse."

"It's only right that I protect President Jiang, who was injured because of me. If anything happens in G City, please contact me immediately."

Seeing this, Song Shijie said, "Please accept Mr. Teng's kind offer. Safety first."

Looking at the determination in Teng Zijing's eyes, Mu Xiaoji finally nodded: "Well, thank you."

The atmosphere in the ward softened considerably because of this profound sentiment.

Sunlight streamed through the glass window and fell on Jiang Chengyu's face, as if adding a touch of warmth to the upcoming journey home.