Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace-Chapter 484 - 451: Jun You’ve Grown Cold: He Is My Son 1
The nurse looked at Huo Shaojun again, "Didn’t you hear? The child has been traumatized, and to prevent leaving a psychological shadow when he wakes up, I suggest seeing a psychologist would be best. Of course, you don’t have to take the child, but you will be responsible for the consequences."
For some reason, the nurse’s words were a bit harsh.
Huo Shaojun frowned lightly.
"Nurse, how are the adults inside?" Jin Jumo asked in a trembling voice.
The nurse glanced indifferently at Jin Jumo, saying coldly, "Still being resuscitated, whatever the condition is, just wait."
After speaking, the nurse let another nurse take Huo Tinghao to the ward.
Jin Jumo clenched her fingers tightly, her heart ached severely, and her long eyelashes fluttered in panic as she looked at the emergency room’s tightly closed door with red-rimmed eyes.
Over the years, Jin Jumo was most worried about Jian Liangtong’s health condition.
The events that happened a year ago vividly flashed through her mind. She wholeheartedly thought it was better if Jian Liangtong forgot everything, at least so she wouldn’t suffer heartache and pain because of someone.
But now, they were entangled again...
Jin Jumo closed her eyes, silently praying for Jian Liangtong’s safety.
Her shoulder was hugged from behind, her lowered eyelashes fluttered twice, then she opened them, turning her head to look at the man standing beside her, whose worried eyes revealed no doubt.
Rong Mochen tightened his grip on her shoulder, his black eyes gazing at her gently yet firmly, "It will be okay."
Jin Jumo weakly tugged at the corners of her mouth, assuredly resting herself in the man’s embrace.
Huo Shaojun looked from behind at Rong Mochen and Jin Jumo leaning on each other, the cold light in his eyes growing stronger.
After another half an hour, Jian Liangtong was pushed out from inside. Immediately, Huo Shaojun stood up from the chair, taking a few large steps forward, his sculpted face tensed along every line, holding his breath as he stared at the pale-faced Jian Liangtong lying flat on the stretcher bed.
Jin Jumo also walked over immediately, standing on the other side, gazing at Jian Liangtong, who had her eyebrows furrowed and eyes closed tightly; the string in her heart not only remained tense but grew tighter.
Rong Mochen glanced at Jian Liangtong, his black eyes sweeping past Jin Jumo and finally landing on the doctor still wearing sterile clothing, speaking in a steady tone, "How is she?"
The doctor sighed first, then looked at Jian Liangtong and said, "The patient should have suffered a serious head injury before, and there are coagulated blood clots in the back of the brain that haven’t dispersed. The patient should experience symptoms of severe headaches occasionally. This time, it was more serious, as the patient had already experienced a brief shock when sent to the hospital."
The doctor paused and continued, "Thankfully, she was sent in time this time; if it had been a moment later, the consequences would have been unimaginable."
Severe headache?
Jin Jumo’s lips turned pale, muttering, "But she never said she had a headache problem."
"This... perhaps it’s because the patient didn’t want to worry you," the doctor replied.
"...Doctor." Jin Jumo’s lips trembled, her heart heavy with sorrow and guilt, "When she wakes up, will this situation still exist? When will she experience headache symptoms?"
"It may take the blood clots in the back of her head to completely dissolve and clear up, and then her headache symptoms might cease. As for what might trigger a headache, it could be immense mental pressure or some kind of stimulation, etc.," the doctor said, then instructed the nurse to move Jian Liangtong to the ward.
Jin Jumo bit her lip, questioning as she looked at Huo Shaojun.
Tonight, Huo Tinghao and Jian Liangtong were both sent to the hospital and both were stimulated...
What exactly happened?
Huo Shaojun was solely focused on Jian Liangtong, not noticing Jin Jumo’s gaze towards him, but every word from the doctor felt like a heavy hammer pounding into his heart.
VIP ward.
Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen sat on the chairs outside the ward and did not leave.
Jin Jumo held Rong Mochen’s large hand, burying her face deep into his clean palm.
The emotions inside her were complex and intense.
Pain, indignation, unwillingness, sadness, guilt, and more, intertwined in her heart.
Rong Mochen gently stroked Jin Jumo’s soft hair, soothing with his rich voice, "It will get better."
Jin Jumo shook her head, her voice full of hoarse emotion, "You don’t understand, I met Liangtong when we were ten, and it’s been sixteen years now. When I first got to know her, I thought she was the most innocent, optimistic, and righteous person among everyone I knew. She would be happy for a whole day from just eating a bite of her favorite sticky rice cake, and when she did poorly on a test, her sadness wouldn’t last more than three minutes. She would pat her chest confidently and say, no worries, I’ll try again next time; whenever I was wronged, she was always the first to stand up for me, sincerely treating me as her own sister. But now? She’s covered in scars, easily broken, no longer the bold and spirited person who would tell herself there’s no worry, next time again. She’s even been tormented by illness to the point of wanting to end her life! Before, she would tell me anything, but now, she hides her emotions better than anyone, no longer confiding her secrets to anyone. I know she doesn’t mistrust me or not consider me a sister; instead, she has grown accustomed to bearing her pain silently. Rong Mochen, then tell me, what exactly caused her to become like this?"
Rong Mochen’s palm was already warm and moist; he looked at her, with a heart full of pain and affection.
He said nothing, because he knew when she told him these things, she didn’t really want to hear anything from him; she just needed to vent.
"Rong Mochen, I have you by my side, there’s Xixi Hanhan, Jiu Jiu and grandpa, and my brother. I am so blessed. If I could, I really wish to share some of my happiness with her. I feel sorry for her, so much pain in my heart." Jin Jumo was trembling all over.
Rong Mochen furrowed his brows, his broad and warm palm gently stroking along her hair, lightly patting her back, "She will also find her own happiness."
"Happiness?" Jin Jumo glared up at Rong Mochen from her tear-streaked little face in his hand, her eyes bloodshot, "Will she? Hmm?"
"Yes." Rong Mochen affirmed.
Jin Jumo continued staring at him, a trace of coldness creeping into her eyes, "If Huo Shaojun keeps appearing in front of her, do you think she can still be happy?"
Rong Mochen’s dark eyes flickered, pursing his lips as he gazed at Jin Jumo, "Little Mo..."
"Don’t you think so? All of Liang Tong’s misfortune is because of Huo Shaojun, huh..."
Jin Jumo sneered, "Everyone says Huo Shaojun is capable. Every time he shows up, he brings Liang Tong fatal disasters! Three times! Three times..."
Rong Mochen looked at Jin Jumo’s freezing and sarcastic face, sighing inwardly, "So, do you think Shao Yun has been having a good time these past years? You think all of Jian Liangtong’s misfortunes are caused by him, then what about Shao Yun? Who caused his? Himself?"
At this moment, Jin Jumo wasn’t listening at all, furrowing her delicate brows as she glared at Rong Mochen, "He’s your cousin, you’re family, of course you’re defending him! Anyway, it’s not like it was him who almost died!"
"..." Rong Mochen twitched the corner of his mouth, pursing his lips as he looked at Jin Jumo, not saying a word.
Experience taught him that staying silent was the best choice at that moment.
After all, the little woman’s anger was gradually turning towards him, and if he said anything more, it might entirely turn into her crusade against him.
So, at this point, preserving silence was the best way to avoid the "war."
Jin Jumo wasn’t someone who acted unreasonably, and moreover, the filming and post-promotion of the movie had taken up much of her time recently, causing her to neglect her family and him, which made her feel guilty.
Seeing him not say anything, she also didn’t speak further.
Jian Liangtong woke up around nine in the morning the next day.
Due to concern for Jian Liangtong and Hao Hao, Jin Jumo and Rong Mochen hadn’t left the hospital.
"Liang Tong, how are you feeling now? Is there anywhere uncomfortable?" Jin Jumo sat by the bedside, gently holding Jian Liangtong’s hand with the needle, with concern.
Jian Liangtong, aside from a pale face and lips, looked calm. Upon hearing Jin Jumo’s words, she slowly turned her head to look at her, barely curving her lips, and in a weak voice, said, "I’m fine. Sorry to have worried you."
Jin Jumo shook her head, staring at her calm face, "As long as you’re okay."
Jian Liangtong lowered her eyes for a moment, then looked over to Huo Shaojun on the other side, "How is he?"
Huo Shaojun’s cold eyes were deep, "He’s fine."
"Oh." Jian Liangtong nodded, saying, "I have Ju Zi with me here, you should go accompany him, he’s just a child... he needs you."
Huo Shaojun looked at Jian Liangtong, not speaking.
"What’s wrong?" Jian Liangtong frowned, her expression puzzled.
Huo Shaojun stared into her clear, moist eyes for a moment, "Okay."
Jian Liangtong’s eyes flickered, then she lowered her long lashes.
Huo Shaojun didn’t get up and leave right away, instead, he sat at the edge of the bed, gazing deeply at Jian Liangtong, unclear what exactly he was looking at.
After a while, Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, looked back up at Huo Shaojun who still hadn’t left, her clear eyes quickly flashing with something, her pale lips moved, "Anything else?"
Huo Shaojun lowered his eyelids, sat for another two seconds, then shook his head and stood up to leave the ward.
Watching Huo Shaojun leave the ward, Jian Liangtong’s eyes unexpectedly turned red.
Feeling the doubtful gaze from beside her, Jian Liangtong turned her head to meet Jin Jumo’s eyes full of worry and doubt, her long lashes quivering slightly, Jian Liangtong spoke, "Ju Zi, I’m fine now, you should go back with Big Boss, there are still three little ones at home that need taking care of."
"I’ll stay with you." Jin Jumo held Jian Liangtong’s hand tightly, softly said.
Jian Liangtong looked at her, "Don’t be stubborn, you’ve been traveling everywhere lately for the promotion, you must be exhausted, look how heavy your dark circles are. Go back and rest with Big Boss, okay?"
"I..."
"Little Mo." Before Jin Jumo could insist further, Rong Mochen suddenly interrupted.
Jin Jumo frowned lightly, looking confused at Rong Mochen standing at the foot of the bed.
Rong Mochen’s deep dark eyes fixed on her, "She’s right, you really need to rest now."
