Chapter 65: Unravelling (1)
Cheng Qingrong wanted to check on Lin Xin’s condition, but his hand was hit back by Lin Xinyu.
Lin Xinyu harshly uttered, “Scram. We don’t need your pity.”
In this world, there weren’t any genuinely good people. They were all selfish, evil spirits.
Even the act of adopting them was not done out of honest intentions, but in order to benefit his wife’s illness. Who would have thought that his wife would go crazy and lose control of herself?
Cheng Qingrong lowered his head in shame but still insisted on checking over Lin Xin’s condition.
“I’m a doctor, let me have a look at her.”
Lin Xinyu didn’t trust him, but the fact that Cheng Qingrong had a doctor’s license was certainly true. Lin Xin’s safety was of utmost importance to him and he gave up his position after hesitating for a while.
Cheng Qingrong stepped forward to examine Lin Xin’s eyelids, then he checked her pulse.
Seeing that she was fine, Cheng Qingrong’s tension eased and he told Lin Xinyu, “She’s fine.”
Knowing that Lin Xin was okay, Lin Xinyu’s anxious heart quieted down. He hugged Lin Xin and asked, “Then why is she still not awake?”
“A strong impact can lead to temporary shock,” Cheng Qingrong said.
“She’ll be perfectly fine after a break.”
Lin Xinyu was skeptical of his words. He thought of the “Rousing Acupoint” on the body map and tried pinching the acupuncture point.
Lin Xin slowly opened her eyes.
She coughed twice, covering her chest as she said, “Oh, Xiaoyu, so a heart attack was this hard to bear. I feel like I’m going to die.”
When Lin Xinyu saw that she had woken up safe and sound, and was even able to joke, all of his grievances burst forth. He held her and began to cry.
“I’m fine, I’m fine, don’t cry.” When he cried, her heart ached.
What are you crying for, she’s alright. There’s no need to further cry.
Lin Xinyu said in a childish tone, “Lin Xin, let’s go back to the orphanage. It’s not good here, I wanna go back to the orphanage.”
Lin Xin patted his back and admonished: “Idiot, I’m fine. If you don’t like it here, I’ll take you somewhere else. Don’t cry.”
Hearing her words, Lin Xinyu held back his tears and stopped crying. He held onto Lin Xin’s right hand tightly, afraid that she would somehow disappear from his sight.
After Lin Xin comforted Lin Xinyu, she went straight to the point and asked Cheng Qingrong.
“Why is your wife nuts?”
Cheng Qingrong lowered his head and said, “Unable to stand the death of our son and daughter, she lost her mind.”
Lin Xin berated, “You liar!”
Facing the twelve year old girl’s questioning, Cheng Qingrong was a little afraid. He did not dare to look at her directly and said, “My son and daughter were burned to death, that’s why she went crazy.”
“I don’t think so. Your son and daughter met with fire, were rescued, and carried to a hospital. They were badly scorched, and your wife couldn’t see them suffer. She personally sent them on their way.”
Cheng Qingrong raised his head and looked at Lin Xin in fear, as if she was a ferocious beast ready to eat him.
Lin Xin looked at him in disbelief, thinking: My guess was true, I was right.
She took a step forward, supported Cheng Qingrong, who was on the verge of fainting, and led him to a seat.
Sitting across from him, she said, “I just want to know the truth. And don’t you think it would be better for your wife too?”
Cheng Qingrong lowered his eyes. After a while, he lost all spirit and said, “Little Yin succumbed on the way to the hospital. Little Yuan was saved.”
She roughly knew the rest of the story even without being told.
His daughter died while the son lived, but with massive burns; he would be in great pain when he woke up, and as a child, he couldn’t handle it. The mother sent her child on its way because she did not want to see him suffer. The details were unknown.
It is a sad story, and Lin Xin was ashamed of herself for using it to coerce people in order to reach her goal. But, she couldn’t find a way that’d be simpler or safer than this one.
She only believed in herself and as such could not place confidence in Cheng Qingrong’s verbal agreement. To her, it did not guarantee a thing. She wanted to make sure that he fully focused on Xinyu receiving 100% of the treatment.
So, Lin Xin continued, “Your wife took out the oxygen tube?”
Cheng Qingrong raised his head sharply, his eyes subtly flashing as he said: “No, how could Hui Hui bear to do that? She was so kind-hearted that when she saw injured birds, she’d want to retrieve them and nurse them back to health. It was Little Yuan who begged her. Little Yuan, who’d woke up and desperately begged, begged and begged her, leading her to grant his departure.”
Lin Xin thought of her mother and of the abandoned children in the orphanage. Even after witnessing first hand how many were abandoned, she still believed that most mothers in this world loved their children more than they loved themselves.
Unable to bear the child’s pleas, she personally sent him off.
How much determination did she have to make in order to make such a decision?
It was no wonder that she would go crazy after going through so much suffering every day.
Lin Xin felt despicable for using that motherly love. The feeling of uncertainty made her panic. But, ever since Lin Xinyu fainted, she felt even more uncomfortable about his situation.
If only she had a lot of chips on hand, she would be more at ease and wouldn’t have to stoop to such dirty methods. Nevertheless, she didn’t, so Lin Xin suppressed both her sympathy and conscience, asking, “Are we doing her any good?”
Cheng Qingrong raised his head and looked at Lin Xinyu. He was pleased and said, “Hui Hui is fond of Xiaoyu.”
He, likewise, approved of this child. As for Lin Xin, he felt that she was an intimidating weirdo.
“We will treat her well, as long as you guarantee to handle Xiaoyu’s illness. I hope it can be seen to tomorrow.”
She also wanted to mention that if he didn’t attend to him well, they wouldn’t be able to tell how his wife would fare… In the end, she didn’t say it out loud.
Cheng Qingrong contemplates whether to send them back or not.
He was afraid of Lin Xin, but Lin Xinyu was a good boy. His wife also liked him. After weighing the pros and cons, he finally decided to keep the two.
Cheng Qingrong was an old, conservative scholar. Thinking back to when he’d disciplined Lin Xinyu, he couldn’t help lecturing, “I striked Xiaoyu’s palm to teach him the impropriety of his actions, boys need to keep an acceptable distance from girls.”
Lin Xin quickly told Cheng Qingrong what had happened.
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