Chapter 110: Chapter 107: She Suddenly Shows Weakness and Dependence on Him (1)
Jin Jumo was momentarily stunned, "...Oh."
After the call ended, Jin Jumo held the phone and spaced out for quite a while.
Jin Jumo pursed her lips, then got up to get herself ready and headed to Linx Hospital.
When Jin Jumo walked into Jin Jiancheng’s hospital room holding a pot of clivia, Ying Jingyao was in the midst of a routine check-up for Jin Jiancheng.
Their eyes met, and both their pupils narrowed.
Jin Jumo smiled at him without speaking and walked into the hospital room.
Ying Jingyao’s eyes were composed, watching Jin Jumo place the clivia on the windowsill of the ward, and the moment she turned around, he withdrew his gaze, lips slightly pressed.
Jin Jumo turned to see Ying Jingyao looking down at the patient report in his hands, his peach blossom eyes twinkling. She walked over to him and said, "Brother Ying, why did you leave the banquet early yesterday?"
Ying Jingyao did not look up, his gaze still fixed on the report, his voice was more detached than usual, "There was a patient at the hospital who suddenly needed emergency treatment."
"Oh." Jin Jumo lowered her eyes, nodding slowly.
Ying Jingyao closed the report and looked up at Jin Jumo, "Mr. Jin’s condition is well controlled, and the surgery in a few days should hold."
At the mention of Jin Jiancheng, Jin Jumo became highly focused, "Brother Ying, can I ask what the approximate success rate is for my grandpa’s surgery?"
Ying Jingyao pressed his lips, "Fifty percent."
Only fifty percent...
Jin Jumo felt uneasy, "Even if you personally operate, it’s only fifty percent?"
Ying Jingyao glanced at Jin Jumo’s worried eyes, his eyes slightly tightened, he didn’t directly answer, "For a heart transplant like this, no doctor can guarantee one hundred percent risk-free."
"..." Jin Jumo looked at Ying Jingyao. At that moment, his expression surprisingly reminded her of Rong Mochen, cold and distant.
Although after last night, she didn’t expect him to treat her like before, such a contrast still made her uncomfortable, after all, she had genuinely considered him a friend during this time.
Ying Jingyao noticed the unintentional bitterness on Jin Jumo’s lips, his jaw tightened, smooth brows furrowing, saying nothing, he sidestepped her and headed out.
Jin Jumo turned to watch him leave the room, her fist slightly clenched.
At noon, Jin Jumo hastily ate some rice in the hospital cafeteria and returned to the ward. Not long after, the fully armed Jian Liangtong came in with a packed meal, walking a bit awkwardly...
Jin Jumo noticed, raised her eyebrows, and smiled at her.
Jian Liangtong’s eyes flickered, avoiding Jin Jumo’s gaze as she placed the meal on the table and took it out one by one, saying to Jin Jumo, "I brought you something yummy."
"I already ate at the hospital cafeteria." Despite saying this, Jin Jumo instinctively moved closer.
Jian Liangtong gave a wry smile, taking off her scarf and hat, revealing a face blushing and even more tender.
Jin Jumo ate with chopsticks, but with a mischievous smile watching Jian Liangtong, "You’re glowing today."
Jian Liangtong’s ears turned red, she couldn’t help but patting her ears to cool off, and glanced at Jin Jumo, "Just eat yours."
Jin Jumo laughed, "Spill it, what’s last night’s story?"
Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, saying nothing.
Jin Jumo didn’t press her, smiling and staring at her.
Jian Liangtong, unable to bear her gaze any longer, sighed, sat beside her, and whispered close to her ear.
Finishing her tale, Jian Liangtong covered her face, lowering her head shyly.
Jin Jumo blinked, then teasingly poked her arm with a fair finger, whispering into her ear, "I used to hear someone going on about disliking so-and-so, but now you’re..."
"Argh, you’re so annoying!" Jian Liangtong exclaimed, her face a bright red with the watery eyes of a newly enamored woman, glaring at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo laughed, "So, the great beauty Jian is capable of blushing?"
"Jin Jumo, you, you, you’re awful! If I’d known, I wouldn’t have told you!" Jian Liangtong covered her face entirely, yet her mouth drew a high arc.
"Little rascal!" Jin Jumo reached over to hook her arm around her neck, whispering in her ear, "So, how was it? Is the big star Huo’s stamina up to par?"
"Jin Jumo!" Jian Liangtong’s cheeks turned crimson as she pushed Jin Jumo away in a fluster, "You’re so vulgar!"
Seeing Jian Liangtong so embarrassed she wished to dig a hole and hide in it, Jin Jumo stopped teasing her.
In fact, she could only speak so freely and shamelessly with Jian Liangtong.
"Now it’s official, you two are a bona fide couple." Jin Jumo said.
Jian Liangtong pursed her lips, her face brimming with happiness.
Jin Jumo watched Jian Liangtong from the side, curiously nudging her with her elbow, "Hey, what kind of love potion did the big star Huo give you to win you over so quickly?"
Jian Liangtong raised her eyebrows, unable to contain her excitement from saying it out loud and sharing it with her, she grinned sweetly, leaning in to whisper near her ear, "He said... he loved me..."
"..." Jin Jumo twitched a smile, looking at her, "Just because of that, you surrendered?"
"What else is needed?"
Jian Liangtong shrugged, her small face all blissful satisfaction.
It seemed that Huo Shaojun’s "I love you" made this girl willing to do anything for him!
This wasn’t the disdain and rejection she showed before at all, it was complete infatuation!
Jin Jumo looked at Jian Liangtong like this, feeling a bit shocked, and had a vague sense of worry!
In love, there is a type of woman who is quite foolish. When they fall for someone, they give everything without reservation, follow without complaints or regrets, and see only that one person in their eyes. They would rather hit the south wall than turn back, loving so passionately and madly.
Jin Jumo asked herself, she could never love someone to that extent.
Because once she loved like that, her everything would become involuntary. All her initiative would be handed over to someone else, and all her emotions would be granted by that person.
And she, she could not bear such a loss, it terrified her and made her uneasy.
Looking at Jian Liangtong, Jin Jumo really wanted to tell her not to love so selflessly, at least, not to love someone more than herself.
But even if she said it, would it matter?
She could already give herself completely to Huo Shaojun for just one "I love you" from him; Huo Shaojun had already become that special person for her!
So now, she just hoped that Huo Shaojun would cherish her and love her well!
In the quiet hospital room, the sound of the phone ringing suddenly blared. Jin Jumo squinted slightly and saw Jian Liangtong eagerly answer the phone, her voice soft, "Hello."
Jin Jumo was taken aback, then shook her head and smiled.
"Tonight?" Jian Liangtong hesitantly glanced at Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo waved her hand dismissively at her and mouthed, "Don’t worry about me."
Jian Liangtong smiled and said, "Okay."
After hanging up the phone, Jian Liangtong happily put the phone back in her bag.
"A date?" Jin Jumo asked.
Jian Liangtong blushed and shook her head, "Not really. He’s going to C City for a gig tomorrow and asked me to go to his place to help him pack. Well, I’m his assistant, right? I should help with these things."
Jin Jumo had an exasperated look, "Missy, you’re a couple now. Even if you’re dating, it should be open and honest. Why hide it?"
Jian Liangtong was still bashful, "He just asked me to help pack, he didn’t directly say it was a date..."
"..." Jin Jumo was speechless; women in love can be quite pretentious sometimes!
In a few days, it would be the day of Jin Jiancheng’s surgery. Jin Jumo felt understandably uneasy, so she planned to stay in the hospital with Jin Jiancheng these nights.
After nine in the evening, Jian Liangtong sent a text message saying she wouldn’t be back tonight, appending a shy emoji at the end of the message.
Jin Jumo thought for a moment and replied, "Don’t forget the precautions."
"What precautions?" Jian Liangtong replied immediately.
Jin Jumo felt exasperated, feeling like she was Jian Liangtong’s mom, having to educate her on gender relations.
"Contraception!" Jin Jumo replied straightforwardly.
This time, it took a long while for Jian Liangtong to respond.
"So annoying..."
Jin Jumo stared at the two words filled with a coquettish tone, feeling goosebumps all over.
Early the next morning, Jin Jumo received another text from Jian Liangtong, saying that she had gone to C City with Huo Shaojun.
In the following days, the company reshot the chocolate ad that Han Feng had shot earlier, and apart from spending two days on the dubbing, Jin Jumo spent the rest of the time almost entirely in the hospital.
And Jian Liangtong accompanied Huo Shaojun, traveling to several cities for gigs, and hadn’t been back these days.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of Jin Jiancheng’s surgery.
Jin Jumo watched Jin Jiancheng being pushed into the operating room, her limbs went numb, and she was rooted to the spot, unable to move.
Ying Jingyao, in surgical attire, stopped when passing by Jin Jumo.
Jin Jumo, looking somewhat pale, raised her head to see Ying Jingyao, and with a slight smile on her pale lips, said, "Brother Ying, I’ll leave my grandpa in your hands."
Ying Jingyao looked deeply at Jin Jumo, with many things he wanted to say, but in the end, there were only a few words that came out, "Don’t worry."
"Okay." Jin Jumo nodded stiffly.
Ying Jingyao furrowed his brow slightly and quickly walked towards the operating room.
The heavy doors of the operating room closed before her, and soon the words "In Surgery" flashed before her eyes in big red letters.
Jin Jumo’s legs went weak, and she squatted down to the ground.
Suddenly, a big hand supported her lower back.
Jin Jumo’s frost-covered eyelashes quivered lightly, and she looked up to see who it was.
Upon seeing that stern and indifferent face, Jin Jumo’s throat moved slightly, and then he helped her stand up.
Jin Jumo’s legs wobbled a bit, and she leaned backward on the man’s broad chest, closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and turned her head to look at him, her voice hoarse, "Mr. Rong, why are you here?"
Rong Mochen didn’t speak, but his deep black eyes fixed on her as his long fingers passed around her lower back, turning her towards him.
Jin Jumo’s eyelashes fluttered softly.
Rong Mochen reached to comb through her long hair, his voice rich, "Don’t worry."
Jin Jumo’s heart trembled, not wanting to think about why he suddenly appeared there. She rested her head against his chest, clutching tightly onto the hem of his coat with both hands, holding on firmly.