The most famous dishes at Jiangnan Temple are its soups and porridges. The owner looked at the card Chu Mu had left behind and the long list of items he had marked on the menu. Just the top-quality bird's nest, grouper, and pigeon alone would be enough to supply the temple for ten days, not to mention the precious and nourishing medicinal dishes.
The boss was completely baffled.
"Is someone in your family sick?"
Chu Mu gave a bitter smile, raised his chin, and pointed to the form.
"My wife is not in good health. Please have someone deliver it to her on time every day, and don't delay."
The boss, of course, dared not offend Chu Mu, and hurriedly nodded in agreement. "Yes, yes, don't worry, the soup in the kitchen will be ready soon, I'll have someone pack it for you right away."
Most of the medicinal herbs and ingredients mentioned above were given to him by Jiang Yitong. Upon hearing this, Jiang Yitong sighed helplessly on the phone, sounding both sorrowful and enlightened.
“You bunch of lads…none of you appreciate what you have.”
Jiangnan Temple was Shu Yi'an's favorite place. Since it was too far from the city center and he couldn't leave the hospital every day, he simply gave the shopkeeper a clear order and had him prepare and deliver the food daily. Looking at the excellent-looking soup in the thermos, Chu Mu was lost in thought, wondering what else he could do for her.
When he returned, Shu Yi'an was fast asleep. The caregiver he had hired quickly got up when she saw Chu Mu return. Chu Mu swiftly stretched out his hand to make a shushing gesture, indicating that she should leave. The caregiver nodded and tactfully closed the door.
The main lights in the room weren't on, only two warm-colored wall lamps were left on. She gently took off her coat, but before Chu Mu could even approach her, Shu Yi'an suddenly woke up.
He paused, holding the things, and asked, "Did I wake you?"
"No." Shu Yi'an lowered her eyes and shook her head, then slowly sat up, supporting herself on the headboard. "I don't want to sleep anymore."
"Then... get up and eat something."
Looking at the packaging bag with the distinctive Jiangnan Temple logo on the small table, Shu Yi'an's eyes flickered slightly. Lost in thought, she didn't even notice the thick, soft cushion he had placed behind her. Although Shu Yi'an was in a bad mood, she would never starve herself. Because she knew she couldn't be so hard on herself.
So the meal was relatively peaceful and quiet. She just wouldn't speak to him, not a single word. After eating, she lay on the bed in a daze, probably tired. Seeing him curled up on the sofa, she even handed him a blanket from the quilt.
"There's a breeze by the window, you should cover yourself with this."
Seeing his somewhat bewildered expression, Shu Yi'an shrugged. "I didn't mean anything by it, it's just that I've lost my child, and if you get a stroke or something from staying up all night with someone, it's not worth it."
Chu Mu frowned and suddenly strode forward, pulling her into his arms with an extremely forceful embrace, burying her face deep in his chest. Unseen by her, glistening, hot tears streamed from his dark, deep eyes. Shu Yi'an could clearly feel the powerful beating of his chest and the pressure on his shoulders. She heard him say...
"Don't leave me, okay?"
Shu Yi'an finally couldn't hold back her tears, her nose stinging as if she'd been punched. She reached out and tightly wrapped her arms around his waist, then suddenly burst into silent sobs—a wail that was almost inaudible, yet utterly heart-wrenching. A large patch of her shirt was soaked through at the chest, and Shu Yi'an buried her head in it, her voice unusually plaintive, like a wounded animal whimpering.
"Chu Mu...we can't go back..."
The author has something to say: Experiencing a great tragedy brings a new understanding of oneself. For Miss Shu, this experience will teach her that even though she still deeply loves Chu Mu, she can still leave him. For Chu Mu, this experience will teach him how deeply the name Shu Yi'an is etched in his heart, and how devastating it truly is to lose her.
Some girls said they couldn't understand the process from the proposal to the wedding, calling it bizarre, and even added, "Birds of a feather flock together..."
Please forgive me for not replying to this message, because I felt that replying would be like arguing. Let me say this here, as I wrote in the previous article, Shu Yi'an loved Chu Mu for longer than Chu Mu loved her. That marriage proposal was just her love finally coming to fruition, while Chu Mu was moved by her in that one moment.
If you can understand it, then understand it; if you can't, then forget about it.
Also, I'll continue updating tomorrow... because... it's time to deal with the female supporting character!
And also, thank you to Talay, Shanshan, 55, and Macy for giving me these free tickets! Love you all!!
Chapter 52 Nagging
There was no way to hide such a big thing happening to Shu Yi'an. When Sui Qing learned about it, the teacup in her hand fell onto the marble steps with a very crisp sound. She stood at the kitchen door for a long time before slowly asking Chu's father a question.
"How could he just be gone...? When did this happen...?" For the past few years, she had longed for a little one to climb onto her lap and call her Grandma. Now, she didn't even know when she would have this baby, but she learned that he was gone. What was she going to do...?
Father Chu sighed silently; his temples had turned much whiter.
"It's all this brat's fault... I'm afraid I won't be able to keep Yi'an as my wife..."
Sui Qing panicked and hurriedly went upstairs to tidy up, muttering to herself over and over again.
"No, no, I have to go check it out."
As the father-in-law, it was inappropriate for Mr. Chu to visit her. He could only instruct Sui Qing as the patriarch, "You must respect whatever decision Yi'an makes, but you should also tell her that no matter what, she is a member of the Chu family."
When Sui Qing arrived at the hospital, Chu Mu was outside the ward. He wasn't surprised to see Sui Qing walking towards him with her bag in the distance.
"mom."
"You dare call me Mom!" Sui Qing strode forward and stood beside her son, raising her hand as if to slap him. Although the height difference between them forced Sui Qing to look up slightly to see Chu Mu, her maternal aura remained undiminished.
"Is this how I taught you? You've brought a perfectly good wife into a hospital room?! Chu Mu, you've disappointed me greatly."
At this moment, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Chu Mu was the target of everyone's criticism. After spending five consecutive days in the hospital, he was clearly exhausted. Even so, he still stood up straight and let Sui Qing hit him a few times without flinching.
Seeing the bloodshot eyes in her son's eyes, Sui Qing couldn't help but shed tears and waved her hand to signal him to move aside.
"I'm going in to check on Yi'an. Don't come in, wait outside."
Shu Yi'an was leaning against the headboard, looking at the mother's handbook on the wall of the hospital room. The cute baby drawn on the pink cover made her smile unconsciously, and her eyes regained some of their sparkle. When she saw Sui Qing arrive, although she was a little surprised and flustered, she quickly closed the book and greeted Sui Qing politely.
"Mother."
Hearing this call, Sui Qing couldn't express her feelings of heartache and emotion, and responded with red eyes.
"Why!"
"My dear girl, you've suffered so much."
Shu Yi'an blinked, looking very forlorn, and gently placed her hand on her stomach, shaking her head. "It's my fault, I made you worry."
Sui Qing was in her fifties, but in her youth, as a young lady from a prominent family in Shanghai, she possessed an air of elegance and charm. Even this worldly woman couldn't help but feel sorry for Shu Yi'an, and acted like an ordinary mother-in-law.