After the divorce, my ex-husband and son lined up to pursue me.

Chapter 59 Strange Interactions
She will die in a year or two.

Ruan Muhuai's heart clenched painfully at that moment.

“There is still hope, Mr. Ruan.” Tao He hurriedly reassured her, “The best way now is chemotherapy and radiotherapy. If your wife’s delirium improves, please take her back to Haicheng as soon as possible, and then I will prepare to complete the admission procedures.”

There are numerous experts and professors in neuroscience both domestically and internationally, and many outstanding individuals have emerged.

In the fight against cancer, top research teams around the world are working even harder, and with sufficient funding, a miracle might actually happen.

“Okay, you can take care of it.” Ruan Muhuai took a deep breath and calmed himself down. “Jiang Xia’s passport may have expired. Please help her renew it. After we get back to Haicheng for her check-up, I’ll see if I can take her to New York for treatment.”

"Okay, Mr. Ruan."

"By the way, don't let Grandpa know about this beforehand," Ruan Muhuai added, "and don't let my parents know either."

Tao He cautiously replied, "Understood."

After hanging up the phone, Ruan Muhuai took a long time to drive back into the fast lane, but his speed never increased. He didn't even know how he managed to get off the highway for the remaining hundred kilometers.

Jiangxia is about to die.

This is already a fact.

After enduring that unbearable heartache, he felt nothing anymore, and all he could think about was Ruan Yuanchao.

No wonder Jiang Xia is so insistent on getting a divorce and refuses to keep their son.

She also made it clear that she didn't want to repair her relationship with her son.

Her life was already on a countdown, and no matter how important her son was, it was of no use to her.

How can we have a second child if things are like this?
If I had known this would happen, I should have had another child a few years ago.

Otherwise, if Ruan Yuanchao has already been spoiled, then what will happen to the next generation of the Ruan family heir?
He returned to the hospital with heavy thoughts, but when he went upstairs, the ward was empty and Jiang Xia was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is Jiangxia?" he asked the nurse as he left the ward.

The nurse, busy processing the doctor's orders, said, "I don't know, I haven't seen her. Isn't she in the ward?"

Jiang Xia is being discharged from the hospital tomorrow. In addition to the fracture in her leg, the postoperative wound on her head has not healed very well. She has a blood clotting disorder, and her wound does not heal well.

In this situation, where could she go?

While calling her, Ruan Muhuai searched all over the floor.

They couldn't find her in the end, but after checking the surveillance footage, he saw that Jiang Xia had actually run into the nursery in the obstetrics and gynecology department!
She didn't go inside; she just sat in her wheelchair in the corridor, looking through the heavy windows at the newborn babies and premature infants in incubators, her expression gentle, lost in thought.

"Jiang Xia!"

Ruan Muhuai rushed over, but the words of reproach he wanted to say stopped in his tracks. He finally changed his mind and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Xia paused, recalling the scene in the video where she saw him kissing someone else. She coldly avoided his gaze and pushed his hand away.

She wheeled herself closer to the nursery window: "I've come to see my son."

Ruan Muhuai frowned: "Who are you looking at..."

Before he could even voice his question, he heard Jiang Xia say, "Ruan Muhuai, the son is mine. Let's separate."

"..."

Where did this statement come from? It's completely unfounded.
But thinking of Jiang Xia's delirium, he had no choice but to kneel down in front of her wheelchair and ask, "Son? Which one inside is our son?"

Jiang Xia glared at him disdainfully, then pointed to the baby in the incubator: "Can't you recognize her? That's Chaochao."

Ruan Muhuai followed the direction she pointed, then gasped in disbelief. He understood.

Jiang Xia's current memory is stuck in the first year after her marriage, when she had just given birth to her son.

"Yes, that is indeed Chaochao, but he still needs treatment. We can't stay here with him, so let's go back first."

Ruan Muhuai readily agreed and pushed Jiang Xia's wheelchair, directly bypassing the corridor and entering the elevator.

Jiang Xia remained silent.

Even after entering the ward, Ruan Muhuai still wanted to carry her to the bed, but she avoided him. She insisted on holding onto the wheelchair and the bedside, and moved herself up to the bed. Finally, she said, "If we can't get a divorce during the breastfeeding period, then let's wait until after that and then we'll get a divorce."

It all comes down to those two jarring words.

Ruan Muhuai closed his eyes impatiently, thinking of Jiang Xia's condition again and again. He could only force a smile at her and said against his will, "Okay, whatever you say."

Jiang Xia gave him a rare look, her deep gaze seemingly filled with a thousand emotions, but in the end she said nothing, simply lying down and covering herself with the blanket.

The night passed quickly, and the patient was discharged the next day after finishing the IV drip.

For the time being, Jiangxia's situation was not suitable for long journeys, and since the ancestral home had been empty, Ruan Muhuai decided to take her there for a few days to stay.

We should wait until her delirium is completely cured before returning to Haicheng.

"Young Master, Young Madam, you're back."

Uncle De has stayed here since the car accident, handling the aftermath and compensation, and also having the chef prepare meals for him every day and send them to the hospital.

"Young Madam, I haven't been to the hospital to see you. How have you been lately?" Uncle De rushed out of the yard, not knowing the true nature of Jiang Xia's condition. He assumed that the car accident had caused her to have surgery and that she had broken her leg.

Jiang Xia recognized the other person and smiled faintly: "It's alright, the recovery is not bad."

"That's fine, that's fine!"

Uncle De smiled back and hurriedly tried to take the wheelchair, but Ruan Muhuai refused. He pushed Jiang Xia into the courtyard and asked, "Look around here, do you remember this place?"

Jiang Xia coldly replied with just one word, "Hmm."

At the beginning of their marriage, the old man brought her to the ancestral home, where she and Ruan Muhuai worshipped at the ancestral hall, and he also added her name to the Ruan family genealogy.

The ancestral home has no high-end or sophisticated decorations, nor any advanced equipment. It has been renovated several times but has retained its original appearance. It is located in a village nestled against the mountains and by the water.

Everything was very primitive. Even though there was running water and electricity, there were still candles and well pumps were used.

Jiangxia hadn't been here for a long time. Looking around, he was eventually drawn to the vibrant flowers that filled the courtyard.

"like?"

Following her gaze, Ruan Muhuai picked a few branches without waiting for her to say anything, then turned around and handed them to her: "There are many more inside, let's go in."

The mansion was large, but it only had two floors.

Downstairs are the rooms for the elders, and even if the elders are not there, they cannot stay there. So when they arrived at the wooden staircase, Ruan Muhuai naturally abandoned the wheelchair and picked up Jiang Xia.

"The room is upstairs, it should all be ready."

Watching his back as he carried the person upstairs, Uncle De wondered to himself, "Looking at it this way, isn't the young couple's relationship quite good?"

But I always felt... there was something indescribable about it, something a little strange.

(End of this chapter)