Zhang Liunian was about to comfort his wife when he heard his father's voice again. Turning his head, he saw his father looking agitated. He wondered, why was he here?
"Dad? What are you doing here?" Zhang Liunian's question made Zhang Wenxue feel a pang of sadness. Did his younger son really not want him around?
That's why he asked why he was here? It was natural for a father to come and watch over his injured son.
"You're injured, so I've come to look after you," Zhang Wenxue suppressed his emotions, his expression changing.
Zhang Liunian said nothing further. He tried to reach out his left hand to wipe his wife's tears, but after lifting it for a while, he found he couldn't.
Jiang Qingqing noticed his movement and quickly supported his arm. "Liunian, don't move your left hand. It's injured."
Jiang Qingqing pointed to the white bandage on his arm and stopped his movement.
With her reminder, Zhang Liunian finally recalled that he had used his left hand to block something when the roof collapsed. Thus, he understood why his left hand was injured.
"You still haven't answered me, are you okay?" Zhang Liunian knew his left hand was no good. He raised his right hand, clasped his wife's hand, and continued to press.
Jiang Qingqing, with tears in her eyes, shook her head repeatedly. "I'm fine, and the baby is fine too. Don't worry."
Fortunately, he had woken up. If he hadn't, she wouldn't have been able to live on.
"That's good." Seeing his wife and child safe and sound, Zhang Liunian finally felt at ease.
Seeing that he was being neglected by his younger son, Zhang Wenxue sighed inwardly and went to find the doctor.
The doctor came to check Zhang Liunian's condition and asked if he had any other symptoms, such as dizziness or vomiting. When he received no such reactions, the doctor smiled, "You should be fine. You can go home tomorrow. Don't do heavy work, and especially don't use your left hand. Come back in a month to check your recovery."
"Thank you, Doctor." Zhang Liunian was relieved to hear that he was alright. Heaven knew that when the roof fell, he truly thought he might die.
At the time, he had been worried about what would happen to his wife and daughter if he died.
Fortunately, he didn't die and could continue to pamper his wife and daughter.
"How much is it, Doctor? I'll pay now," Jiang Qingqing immediately started rummaging for money upon hearing that her husband was alright.
"It's fifty yuan in total, including your mother-in-law's fees," the doctor stated the amount without hesitation.
Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing said nothing and took out five 10-yuan bills without flinching.
Zhang Wenxue and his wife wanted to say something, but seeing their younger daughter-in-law pay their medical bills without batting an eye, they were moved.
Although they had criticized Jiang Qingqing before, as a daughter-in-law, Jiang Qingqing was actually quite alright.
It was a pity that she had given birth to Hua Bao with someone else. Just this one point made it impossible for them to fully accept her.
"Mom? You're injured too?" Zhang Liunian heard the doctor mention Yu Xiaohua and couldn't help but turn his head to look for her. Indeed, not far behind, he saw his mother lying on a bed.
"Your father rushed into the storm without regard for anything when he heard you were in trouble, wanting to help save you. I was also worried, so I went to find you, but I accidentally fell while taking you to the clinic and sprained my ankle.
Don't worry, I'll be fine in a couple of days."
Yu Xiaohua wanted to ease the relationship with her younger son, so she explained how they got injured.
Zhang Liunian was stunned. He hadn't expected his parents to get injured because of him. "I'm sorry."
"What are you saying? Sorry for what? You're my son. Who wouldn't worry when their child is in trouble? You don't need to feel guilty. I'll take good care of your mother. You just get better soon and live your life well."
Hearing his son say "I'm sorry," Zhang Wenxue felt even more pained. How estranged had they become for their son to apologize to them?
It seemed they had really made mistakes before.
"I will. You both need to take care of yourselves too." Zhang Liunian sensed the change in his father and didn't know what to feel, only managing to utter this.
Following this was a period of silence. Zhang Wenxue didn't know what to say and returned to his wife's side, staring at her.
Jiang Qingqing noticed her in-laws' awkwardness and felt a little sympathetic. "Liunian, Mom and Dad seem to have gotten better."
Knowing that she cared about her man and was willing to rush to save them, Jiang Qingqing forgave them instantly.
Actually, Zhang Liunian didn't hate them either. It was just a matter of different perspectives.
The things they had done a few days ago were simply due to favoritism, considering only Zhang Liuxing's position. Therefore, their children who were not considered naturally felt hurt.
But to say he was truly angry with them was not entirely true.
After all, they had lived a lifetime and had raised him once. He knew they weren't exactly terrible parents.
Moreover, in this life, he only wanted to dote on his wife and daughter. He would do what he should, but anything more was beyond his capacity.
"Mhm, don't worry. They are my parents who gave birth to me and raised me. I will take care of their old age."
Zhang Liunian's voice was not low, and Zhang Wenxue and his wife naturally heard it.
This made them feel even more ashamed. They had treated their younger son so poorly a few days ago, and yet he still wanted to take care of their old age. Perhaps this was also a form of filial piety.
For elderly parents, nothing could touch their hearts more than "I will support you in your old age."
Hearing this, Jiang Qingqing said nothing but sat by the bed, concerned about whether he had any other discomforts.
Zhang Liunian shook his head, indicating no.
"Achoo!" Just as they were talking, Jiang Qingqing suddenly sneezed, seemingly catching a cold.
Zhang Liunian quickly pulled back the blanket and pulled her into it.
By the time Jiang Qingqing reacted, she was already in her husband's arms. She was both shy and anxious. "No, no, there are other people here!"
This wasn't their home, and it wasn't good for them to be lying together like this! People would laugh.
After saying this, Jiang Qingqing glanced at her in-laws, only to see the backs of their heads. Then she looked towards the doctor's duty room and found that the doctor was also half-lying inside, resting.
"Mom and Dad won't say anything. You should lie down properly. If you catch a cold and get sick, I'll be the one heartbroken," Zhang Liunian held his wife down with his right hand, preventing her from getting up.
Jiang Qingqing couldn't break free from him, so she had to lie by his side.
Actually, she also wanted to be closer to her man, especially to hear his heartbeat. Without his heartbeat, she couldn't fall asleep.
In the blink of an eye, it was the next morning. Zhang Xiaomei and the mute arrived together.
"Third Brother, how are you? Are you okay?" Zhang Xiaomei was supposed to come last night, but Zhang Laoshi brought her a message that their parents were at the clinic, and she should take good care of Hua Bao. That's why she waited until now.
"I'm fine. My left hand is just a little injured."
"Then you shouldn't move around. You should rest well!"