mtl008 Chapter 644 You Have to Take Care of Me
Chapter 644 You Have to Take Care of Me
"Currently in China... there are none."
Old Min shook his head, but then added, "However, the literature mentions that a research institution overseas may have a corresponding antidote. The earlier the injection, the less permanent damage to the child's body will be."
"I see."
Gu Sili acted decisively, radiating a chilling aura. "I will immediately use all available channels to investigate the exact whereabouts of the antidote and retrieve it personally. I will return before the child's virus outbreak. In the meantime, the child will remain in the hospital, under the 24-hour monitoring of your medical team, ready to respond to any possible situation!"
Mr. Min nodded and solemnly promised, "Mr. Gu, rest assured, we will do our utmost to protect the child's safety."
Gu Sili lowered his head and looked at Yun Ning, whose eyes were filled with tears. His tone softened, but it carried a reassuring strength: "Don't be afraid. Leave the medicine to me. Take care of yourself and the child, and wait for me to come back."
Yun Ning raised her tearful eyes, met his firm and deep gaze, and nodded heavily.
She suppressed all her worries and fears, leaving only trust and determination in her eyes: "Okay, don't worry."
Gu Sili kissed Yun Ning's forehead, then looked at Yun Yi, whose face was pale, and said in a deep voice, "Yun Yi, I'm entrusting Yun Ning and the child to you for now."
Although Yun Yi had always been at odds with Gu Sili.
But when it comes to matters of life and death concerning his sister and nephew, he can distinguish between them.
The man took a deep breath, suppressed his complicated emotions, nodded, and said, "Don't worry, with me here, no one can hurt them in the slightest."
"Alright, let's not delay, I'll go there now."
Gu Sili gave them a deep look, said nothing more, and strode away quickly.
The sound of leather shoes tapping on the floor echoed in the empty corridor.
Each sound, urgent and firm, faded into the distance.
Holding the sleeping An'an in her arms, Yun Ning watched the tall figure disappear quickly at the end of the corridor. Her heart felt heavy, as if a boulder was pressing down on it, a mixture of ache and bloating.
The sky outside the window had darkened without my noticing.
Layers of dark clouds piled up, blocking out the last ray of sunlight.
The light in the corridor became even dimmer, creating a sense of oppression that made one feel uneasy.
……
Meanwhile, in a hospital in the city center.
The blinding white, like an invisible veil, enveloped everyone who hurried along.
Wearing a scarf and a mask, Ge Jing slowly walked out of the ward.
She was holding a plastic basin containing her mother's clothes that she had just changed out of.
Fan Qianqian hasn't come over these past few days.
It seems like they're busy with something else.
Ge Jing felt much lighter.
Admittedly, Fan Qianqian did help me a lot.
She saved her mother and avenged herself.
But the things Fan Qianqian instigated him to do...
Ge Jing closed her eyes.
Those things were truly beyond her comprehension and morality.
She dared not, and was unwilling to, do that.
Of course, Ge Jing didn't go to anyone to complain or ask for credit.
She just wanted to live a quiet life.
But Ge Jing also knew that in her current situation, she had no right to live a good life.
There were very few people in the water room; only the sound of rushing water and the occasional birdsong from outside the window could be heard.
She placed the basin on the cement sink and turned on the tap.
The icy water gushed out instantly.
Ge Jing first soaked the clothes, then carefully applied soap.
Especially areas that get dirty easily, such as the collar and cuffs, need to be rubbed repeatedly.
Fine foam covered the back of her hand, and the icy water stung her knuckles.
Ge Jing, however, was completely unaware of what was happening, only praying that her mother in the ward would wake up soon.
Just then, a draft swept through without warning, blowing up the cashmere scarf that Ge Jing had used to cover half of her face.
The scarf floated lightly to the ground.
An auntie washing clothes nearby subconsciously looked up.
His pupils contracted sharply when he saw Ge Jing's uneven burn scars that snaked from her forehead to her chin.
She cried out, "Ah!"
Immediately realizing her lapse in decorum, the aunt's face flashed with panic and embarrassment: "I'm so sorry..."
She frantically grabbed the unwashed clothes and practically fled, forgetting to turn off the tap.
Ge Jing pursed her lips.
Embarrassment overwhelmed her like a cold tide.
She silently turned off the tap, bent down, and picked up the scarf.
Her fingertips trembled slightly, but she didn't immediately put it on.
He simply buried his face even lower and continued to scrub the clothes in the basin vigorously.
It was as if they wanted to wash away that humiliation and hurt, and cleanse their hearts as well.
Only after wringing out the last piece of clothing and neatly placing it in the basin did Ge Jing take a deep breath.
She wrapped herself up tightly again with a scarf and mask, picked up the basin, and headed towards her mother's hospital room.
However, Ge Jing stopped before she even reached the ward door.
It looks like someone is lingering ahead.
She looked closely, and her gloomy eyes grew even dimmer.
It was her father, Ge Bangguo.
Aside from what she saw downstairs at the hotel that day, Ge Jing hadn't seen him for a long time.
Only after seeing him up close today did I realize that my father, whom I once admired, had fallen into such a state of destitution.
The wrinkled suit hung on his body like dried pickled vegetables.
The cuffs were worn shiny, and the trouser legs were stained with unknown dirt.
His hair was a mix of gray and white, greasy and plastered to his scalp; he had a stubble beard and heavy eye bags.
Those once shrewd eyes were now bloodshot and filled with a sense of panic and utter disarray.
Upon seeing Ge Jing, Ge Bangguo's cloudy eyes suddenly lit up, as if a drowning person had grabbed onto a piece of driftwood, and he hurriedly came to greet her.
He forced a fawning smile: "Jingjing..."
Ge Jing acted as if she didn't see him.
Looking straight ahead, carrying the basin, she walked right past him.
The only lingering scent in the air was the faint smell of soap powder from her body.
Ge Bangguo rubbed his hands together, then brazenly followed her inside, muttering, "I... I heard your mother is sick, and I was very worried, so I came to check on her. Is she... still unconscious? What exactly happened?"
Ge Jing gently placed the basin at the foot of the bed, her back to him, her voice as cold as ice: "My mother's health has never been good since the day she found out about your affair, didn't you know that? Why are you only thinking of visiting her now?"
A hint of shame flashed across Ge Bangguo's face, but more so, there was urgency.
His face was contorted with distress, his voice tinged with pleading: "I know, Dad was wrong before... but now, that Shen Xuewei, and that little beast Ge Guangyao, they've emptied the company and kicked me out... Jingjing, Dad really has nowhere to go now. You and your mother, can you..."
Ge Jing whirled around, her voice sharp and shrill: "You have nowhere else to go, so you think of us? You're mistaken. Shen Xuewei and Ge Guangyao don't want you! My mother and I don't want you either!"
"you……"
Ge Bangguo's expression changed several times. He stiffened his neck and uttered his final words, "I'm your father! Legally, you have an obligation to support me! You have to take care of me!"