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

Chapter 74: Good or Bad?

Cardboard box?
Jiang Xia subconsciously glanced at the empty cardboard box that Lou Yushi had casually tossed aside.

Lou Yushi realized that what she said was ambiguous and quickly corrected herself: "It's not a cardboard box, it's the things inside, like a physiotherapy device and a lot of jewelry, they should all be... quite expensive, right?"

She didn't know much about luxury goods and assumed it was a package Jiang Xia had ordered online. When she got back, she saw more than a dozen cardboard boxes blocking the doorway. Lou Yushi struggled to carry them in, as they took up too much space. She sent a message to Jiang Xia, but he didn't reply. She just took it upon herself to open them.

Jiang Xia had previously told her that he had bought some seafood online and that the two of them were going to cook seafood hot pot on the weekend, so he asked her to keep an eye on the delivery and to open it and put it in the refrigerator as soon as it arrived.

It turned out to be not seafood, but rather...

Lou Yushi took a closer look at Ruan Muhuai's attire. Whether it was his good figure or the handmade haute couture suit, he was impeccably dressed and exceptionally proud.

But appearances cannot change one's essence.

Lou Yushi curled her lip in disdain.

Ruan Muhuai didn't admit it, but glanced back at Jiang Xia, and then the elevator arrived, and he stepped onto it.

They left very quickly.

Jiang Xia sighed in frustration, turned around and walked home in her wheelchair: "Let's go home first."

Lou Yushi followed her in and immediately pointed to a large pile of things on the living room floor. "Look, these are the things. I regretted opening two cases of wine, but I haven't touched the rest."

"It's alright." Jiang Xia let Lou Yushi help her wipe the wheelchair. She also held onto the entryway cabinet with one hand, slowly changed into slippers, stepped onto the sofa, and glanced at the things on the floor.

Apart from the equipment for treating fractures and physical therapy, everything else was her belongings left in Qiushuiyuan.

"I didn't buy any of these. Who knows what he meant by moving them here?"

Upon hearing this, Lou Yushi pushed the cleaned wheelchair closer to Jiang Xia and sat down on the sofa herself. "Should we pack them up and return them? But didn't you use all of these? I guess he doesn't want them and is too lazy to throw them away?"

"Maybe." Jiang Xia couldn't figure out Ruan Muhuai's thoughts either. "Don't bother returning them yet, let's talk about it later. Shishi, help me move all these to my room, so they don't take up too much space."

"Ah."

Lou Yushi responded, rolled up the sleeves of her loungewear, and quickly pushed all the large cardboard boxes into Jiang Xia's room, placing them in a corner so as not to obstruct her wheelchair's movement.

After washing up, Jiang Xia turned off the light and lay on the bed, still looking at the pair of tall boxes in the corner that were an eyesore.

She also casually stuffed a jewelry box that Lou Yushi had opened under the bed. When she bumped into a wooden box, she was momentarily stunned before remembering that it was the one that Grandma Ruan had left for her.

Why don't you open it and take a look?

"Keep it safe, don't give it to anyone, and don't tell anyone. This is what your grandma left you, to save your life..."

My grandmother's last words still echoed in my ears.

Jiang Xia hesitated, her fingers tracing the gilded carvings on the wooden box. She couldn't help but wonder, what would her grandmother leave her to save her life?

The wooden box was heavy and unlocked, but it was made with a mortise and tenon joint, so opening it was easy, just a little tricky.

Jiang Xia shook the wooden box, listening to the muffled sound of something colliding inside.

She eventually gave up.

Why open it unless we're completely desperate?
Besides, the old woman probably only put a few gold bars inside; it was a token of Grandma Ruan's affection, a final surprise, and she didn't want to ruin it rashly. Let it stay a little longer.

Jiang Xia stuffed the wooden box back under the bed, then lay down and tossed and turned for a long time. He didn't know when he finally fell asleep. When he woke up the next day, he felt a little dizzy.

She got up early because she needed to go to the hospital for a check-up.

She left in a hurry without even washing up, went to the research institute to wash her face briefly, put on some light makeup, and then rushed back to the entrance of her residential compound after seeing Song Nanqi's message on her phone.

Song Nanqi picked her up and they went to the hospital together.

On the way, Jiang Xia noticed the bruises and scabs on Song Nanqi's lips, and that one of his wrists was also bruised and wrapped with an elastic bandage, but it didn't affect his ability to drive normally.

"I'm so sorry," Jiang Xia said after hesitating for a long time, "but I don't understand why you had to provoke Ruan Muhuai."

"You don't need to apologize to me. You haven't done anything wrong to me." Song Nanqi glanced at her as he drove, his eyes filled with tenderness. "As for why... I don't know either. I guess it was just a momentary impulse."

Impulsive? Acting on impulse?
Clearly, even though Jiang Xia didn't know Song Nanqi well enough, these words didn't fit him at all.

It's a social principle for adults to see through things but not say anything.

Jiang Xia smiled and didn't reply, instead they started talking about the project. Before long, the car arrived at the hospital. Song Nanqi accompanied Jiang Xia to have her blood drawn first, and then watched her go into the MRI room.

The examination took a long time, and after it was finally over, Jiang Xia still had to rush upstairs to do pathological tests.

This is something she strongly dislikes and rejects.

Because a biopsy is needed.

Fortunately, she ran into Director Zhu, who was leading a team to make rounds. "Are you going to do a pathology test? Did Deputy Director Song order this test for you?"

After asking Jiang Xia, Director Zhu glanced at Song Nanqi and shook his head slightly, seemingly lost in thought: "No need for now, I'll watch the film after it's released."

This is for the best.

So Jiang Xia went downstairs, bought two breakfast items, sat in the coffee shop and slowly finished them, then took out his laptop and began analyzing and calculating the project data.

Unbeknownst to them, after Director Zhu and his team finished their rounds in the ward, they immediately called everyone into the conference room, where the large screen displayed the newly released MRI scans of Jiang Xia's brain.

After some discussion, many people looked shocked and solemn, and then began to discuss the conditions of the other two patients in a complicated manner.

After the meeting, Director Zhu called Song Nanqi to his office alone.

"Xiao Song, you and Jiang Xia are friends in private, right?"

Director Zhu asked, then sat down in the chair behind his desk. Seeing Song Nanqi nod, he continued, "The current situation could be good or bad for her."

"The benefit is that, without her knowledge, she received a new type of micro-targeting agent that was prescribed by Vice President Sato. This not only promoted her postoperative recovery but also greatly inhibited and blocked cancer cells, and she has not shown any symptoms of disease recurrence recently."

Just like a normal healthy person, even if I forget to take my medication because I'm too busy with work, it doesn't have any impact on my health.

"But the downside is... this targeted therapy is still in the experimental stage, and the side effects are not only uncontrollable, but it is also unknown whether her current symptoms can be maintained in the long term."

(End of this chapter)