238: Daughter dead!

Daughter dead!

Xi Ting's account was newly registered and there wasn't even a profile photo; just the default one.

Qin Yan suddenly felt annoyed. Why was this guy so aloof!

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The Weis lived in a small apartment. Although it was a flat, since it was independent, there were plants around the garden in the porch area. However, these plants didn't seem to very well maintained.

Wei Ning explained, "This is my mother's home. She designed it herself. She likes growing flowers, but ever since her illness worsened, she hasn't had the energy to maintain them."

The truth was, he really wanted his mother to recover. Even if it meant exchanging his own health, he was willing.

"Why isn't she at the hospital?" Qin Yan asked.

"The hospital said she was incurable," Wei Ning shook his head, "I've had people from local and national hospitals visit, but they've all said that there's nothing they can do…"

Thus, his mother's last wish was to return to this home and die here.

Knowing this, Wei Ning ignored the advice of the hospital and brought his mother back to this apartment. 

This was the place where he had grown up. Every corner contained memories of him and his mother.

"My mother lives in the farthest room in the corner. Come with me."

As he spoke, he led Qin Yan to his mother's room. The smell of medicine lingered in the air. The pathway was comparatively quiet. In fact, there seemed to be a deadly silence.

"Mom, I'm back."

Wei Ning knocked on a door.

"Ning Ning, you're back?" a weak woman's voice sounded, "Come in. Why are you home so early?"

His eyes turned red as he forced a smile on his face, "I wanted to return earlier to keep you company!"

He then turned his head and pleaded quietly, "Miss Qin, can you not tell my mother that you're a doctor?"

Hope had been torn away from them too many times, so Wei Ning did not dare to give his mother hope again.

Qin Yan gently nodded her head.

As soon as the door opened, a stronger scent of disinfectant wafted out of the room.

The room had been specially arranged, and next to the bed sat a respirator.

A haggard woman was lying in the bed, so skinny that she was like a pile of bones. Her face was sallow, and the back of her hand was covered in needle marks.

She exuded the aura of death.

Qin Yan did not like this. She liked sunshine, vibrancy, and things that were full of life.

"You brat, there's so much to do at the office, how could you… Eh? Who's this girl?"

Mother Wei's eyes lit up. She once had a daughter, but she passed away not long after birth.

So, she had envisioned countless times how her daughter would look if she was still alive.

A set of clear eyes, a delicate and exquisite face, and a head of long, soft jet-black hair with which she could tie ponytails. This girl completely matched the image in her mind. Her eyes opened in shock.

"So similar…"

She waved at Qin Yan, "Child, come here."

Qin Yan's eyes darted but she obediently approached and said softly, "Hello, Auntie."

"Oh…"

Mother Wei smiled in a particularly happy manner. "This young lady is so pretty. You and our Ning Ning are…?"

She didn't think that Wei Ning and Qin Yan were an item; she simply thought they were friends. Mainly because Qin Yan looked much younger than Wei Ning.

Qin Yan smiled sweetly, "Auntie, Brother Wei and I are friends. I heard you were ill so I came to visit you!" she said with a cute voice that she used to appease elders. The end of each sentence was high-pitched as she grabbed onto the woman's hand, "Auntie, I forgot to bring a gift. You won't be mad, right?"

This young girl's hands were soft like cotton candy.

Mother Wei immediately felt her pain disappear a bit. She smiled and shook her head, "No, I'm not mad! You're so well-behaved, how could I be mad?"

Qin Yan seemed to fill the void that she had in her heart.

Wei Ning understood. When his sister passed away, he was old enough to understand.

He was supposed to have a younger sister. At that time, he was in school. Back then, he used to play basketball with his friends as soon as school finished, and they did not return home until the sky was dark. But after he discovered that he was to have a younger sister, he rushed home every single day so he could press his face against his mother's belly and chat to the baby inside.

It could be said that he witnessed the growth of that child inside his mother and how it made her stomach grow bigger and bigger.

The day that his mother gave birth, he was in school. But by the time that he finished school, everything was over…

His mother told him that his sister had gone to heaven.

Little Wei Ning lost his mind. The gift that he prepared for his sister had not been opened yet! But she was already gone.

Qin Yan's eyes curved. She could sense the sudden sadness between the mother and son, and her tone became even sweeter, "Then, I can leave Auntie my phone number. Whenever you miss me, you can give me a call. I will visit when I have time."

Mother Wei was ecstatic. She quickly nodded her head as her eyes lit up.

"Okay! Okay!"

Sometimes, the fate between two people was amazing. Just like the way that Qin Yan made Mother Wei think of her daughter. It made her believe that if she was alive, she would be just as beautiful and cute.

Mother Wei didn't have much energy, so after a short chat with Qin Yan, she slowly drifted off to sleep.

Before she fell asleep, she handed Qin Yan a box: a gift for their first meeting.

Qin Yan knew she would be upset if she didn't accept it, so she took the box and did not reject it.

After Mother Wei fell asleep, she examined her body. The woman was very weak, and her organs were failing, but most importantly…

"This is a mental issue."

Wei Ning wiped the sweat from his forehead. It was the middle of winter, but he was so anxious that he was breaking out in a cold sweat.

He was afraid of receiving bad news.

"Then…can she be saved?" he asked carefully.

"Yes and no."

Qin Yan gently started walking outside, "Let's talk outside. We don't want to disturb Auntie."

"Miss Qin, what are you trying to say?"

Wei Ning was worried. As this 180cm tall man followed behind Qin Yan, he was anxious like a child.1

"I already told you, it's a mental issue: Auntie, herself, doesn't want to live."

"My mom…" Wei Ning's mouth opened, but he quickly became dispirited. He smiled bitterly, "I know. But I…"

He couldn't bear to part with her.

Mother Wei had lived a tough life. She was the original wife of Wei Ning's father and he married her by choice, but Wei Ning's grandmother disapproved of them. Back then, even when his grandfather agreed, she still refused to let Wei Ning's mother live in their home.

Left with no choice, Father Wei had to buy a separate residence for her, which was the current villa they were in.

Father Wei had a special identity and was often sent out on missions. Sometimes, he could be gone for several months.

When he wasn't around, Mother Wei's life was particularly difficult. Grandmother Wei would cause trouble every 2-3 days and even tried to kick them out of their home. In those days, they had outdated ideals and believed that a daughter-in-law deserved to be hit if they weren't obedient. So, Grandmother Wei beat Mother Wei many times. But in order not to worry Father Wei, she simply endured it without a word.

That child, Wei Ning's sister, was lost because of Grandmother Wei's beatings.

Perhaps, due to karma, Grandmother Wei fell down the stairs and died from a cerebral hemorrhage not long after.

However, the damage had already been done. Moreover, the Weis had a lot of 'unique' relatives. Filled with despair, Mother Wei requested to get a divorce with Father Wei. Of course, Father Wei refused.

As a result, they had been living separately ever since.

Qin Yan didn't understand why Wei Ning shared all this with her. She simply wrote out a prescription and said, "Auntie's illness is actually very easy to treat. She has to resolve the matter that's been bothering her."

If someone didn't want to live, all medicines were useless.

She left behind the prescription and told Wei Ning that she would be back in three days.

Wei Ning wanted to show her out, but Qin Yan refused.

After she boarded the taxi, Qin Yan was unusually quiet. She rubbed her chest.

It didn't feel too good.

She checked her own pulse. Her heart was healthy and it beat strongly. Yet, it did not feel good.

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