Ji Zhen Comes To See He Jian
"Ma'am"
Mo Roulan's eyes were filled with surprise when she saw Ji Zhen standing at the door.
Hearing her voice, Grandfather He as well as He Jian looked towards the door.
Contrary to how Mo Roulan looked so surprised, He Jian was calm when he saw Ji Zhen.
It was Grandfather He who looked completely shocked.
He was shocked that he stood up from the chair he had just sat on. His eyes went red slowly and his hand trembled slightly as he called out.
"Zhenzhen…"
Ji Zhen's eyes went to Grandfather He but only for a moment before she smiled at Mo Roulan and then looked at He Jian with worry-filled eyes.
"Are you alright, Jian? I just saw in the news that you were shot…"
"I am fine, Grandma."
He Jian answered calmly while Mo Roulan was shocked when she heard He Jian's words.
So Ji Zhen was He Jian's grandma.
No wonder she behaved so nicely with her….
"Roulan"
Mo Roulan came out of her trance and saw Ji Zhen standing in front of her with guilt-filled eyes. Ji Zhen held Mo Roulan's hand as she said softly
"I know that you must be feeling bad. I hid from you that I am He Jian's grandma but I just wanted to see how my granddaughter-in-law is. And guess what…I am not disappointed at all. The girl to whom my grandson has given his heart is very lovely. I like you a lot, Roulan…and believe me my Jian loves you crazily. "
Ji Zhen's eyes were slightly teary when she said the last few words.
Mo Roukan could sense her sincerity.
She smiled and nodded her head quite stiffly.
Behind her, He Jian looked at her back. He could see from the bed only how stiff Mo Roulan was. He was actually afraid that she was angry and was holding herself back because of his grandmother and grandfather's presence.
To not make her uncomfortable anymore, he said intentionally.
"Grandma, Lanlan has not rested properly for a long time. Let her go and have rest."
"Yes, yes…you should have some rest."
Ji Zhen stepped back hurriedly.
Mo Roulan nodded her head again before she left the room.
When she stepped outside the room, her heart was again filled with conflict. She actually envied He Jian slightly.
When he loved her, he had so many people on his side to speak for him in front of her.
On the other hand, when she loved him crazily, she was humiliated, looked down upon was called a gold digger and there was no one to help her.
She couldn't help but feel slightly bitter when she thought this.
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The next three days passed in the hospital for Mo Roulan while taking care of He Jian and herself. In between, she visited He Mingzhou as well but she always found He Zhuang with her.
The surprising thing was that He Mingzhou was very comfortable with He Zhuang. Perhaps she recognized him.
Whenever a doctor would enter the room and run a checkup on her, she would cower in a corner and won't let anyone touch her until He Zhuang was holding her hand and assuring her constantly that no one would harm her.
Mo Roulan wondered if it was her illusion but she felt as if He Zhuang had suddenly grown a few years older in the past few days.
She always found his eyes red as if he was crying whenever he was alone.
It seemed that he didn't know at all that He Mingzhou had been in He Zhing'a captivity. But again, she didn't know many other things as well.
He Jian still didn't know about these things.
On the fourth day, He Zhuang left the hospital with He Mingzhou. According to the doctor, she was suffering from trauma and she needed great care to socialize again. Her behavior was the same as that of a child now and she could experience panic attacks if she was exposed to things that scared her.
He Zhuang stood silent as he heard whatever the doctor said
However, when the lady doctor said
"There are many scars on Mrs. He's body which indicates that she had undergone great suffering. I am afraid that she had been forced to undergo sexual intercourse in the past few years."
At that moment, Mo Roulan herself saw He Zhuang crying in front of her.
Her own eyes were teary.
The lady doctor also looked sympathetic as she said
"Mr. He, although the shock and trauma are huge for Mrs. He, I believe that she will be fine again if she is provided with true love and care."
He Zhuang nodded his head stiffly.
The doctor left but Mo Roulan didn't know if she should leave.
She looked at He Zhuang's lowered head and shaking shoulders and her own tears fell down. She wanted to say something but she didn't know what she should say.
On the other hand, He Mingzhou who was playing with the sleeves of her dress silently up till now looked at He Zhuang in confusion.
She held his face and made him look at her.
He Zhuang let her do what she wanted.
"Ah…"
He Mingzhou looked panicked when she saw tears in He Zhuang's eyes. She hurriedly wiped them with her sleeves.
He Zhuang only cried more when he saw this.
He hugged her tightly in his arms and cried like a child.
He Mingzhou patted his back as if to comfort him but He Zhuang knew that he would never be able to forgive himself.
He loved only one woman in his life except for his mother….yet he couldn't protect her.
While he thought that she was living his life comfortably with the money he had given her…she was suffering at the hand of He Zhing.
It was his fault.1
So what if he couldn't find out? He should have tried harder.
He should have tried until he found her out.
Then perhaps he would have saved her earlier than this.
Earlier than when she was already so broken… that she couldn't even recognize him completely.
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