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

Chapter 53 Whom Should We Believe?
"no!"

When his younger sister was mentioned, Jiang Xia's stunned expression suddenly became very sensitive.

As if a fatal point had been touched, she nervously dodged, and as if frightened, she timidly reached out her hand, but no longer dared to grab Ruan Muhuai's hand as before.

She rubbed her fingertips helplessly, only saying, "No, I don't have a sister... Dad, don't hurt her..."

Ruan Muhuai: "???"

What is this mess?

"You don't have a sister? That means she's not a blood relative..." He guessed, following the few words Jiang Xia stammered out.

So, is the "father" she calls out not her biological father?

Children who grow up in welfare homes usually call their aunts "Mom" from a young age, so it's reasonable for them to call the director or teacher "Dad".

Jiang Xia didn't react for a few seconds, then, as if a beat slow, she hurriedly covered her ears with her hands and shrank back under the covers.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't ask anymore." Ruan Muhuai couldn't bear to see her like this, so he quickly got up, reached out and pulled her over, gently rubbing her head and patting her back to comfort her. "It's okay, all of that is in the past, don't think about it."

It's most likely that Jiang Xia had some bad experiences in his childhood.

For children without parents, growing up in a large, crowded orphanage like an orphanage, it's not surprising what they might encounter.

After a long while, Jiang Xia slowly raised her head, still somewhat frightened and panicked, but she looked at him pleadingly, "Daddy... please, don't go..."

Ruan Muhuai's eyes narrowed. "Don't go?"

"I will be good... I will be healthy, Dad. Tell Mom... don't hurt my sister, and don't... give up on me."

Jiang Xia's incoherent words contradicted Ruan Muhuai's guess.

But he didn't press for answers, and just smiled reassuringly: "Okay, I won't leave. How could I abandon you? Aren't you my daughter?"

What kind of nonsensical relationship is this?

Ruan Muhuai frowned repeatedly, but Jiang Xia, who believed him, wrapped her arms around his waist and hugged him tightly.

She was very happy, and a bright smile appeared on her face: "Dad is so good."

Ruan Muhuai: "..."

Jiangxia was still very sleepy and lacked energy.

In the following days, if there was no external interference, she could sleep for about twenty hours a day. She had no appetite and could not eat anything. She was supported by intravenous nutrition. Her delirium did not improve. Her consciousness and memory were still confused. However, she had taken all the necessary medications and could not be rushed.

After a few days, even though Ruan Muhuai was unwilling, he had to accept the fact that he was a father. Whenever Jiang Xia called him "Dad," he would cooperate quite well.

I stayed in the hospital for a week.

During this period, the hospital, for some unknown reason, sent Song Nanqi away, who had been transferred here free of charge for support.

He couldn't stay, so even though Song Nanqi could help mentor interns and share various neurosurgical techniques, he would spend most of his time with Jiang Xia.

This led to constant conflicts between him and Ruan Muhuai, which escalated from verbal arguments to a major confrontation. The hospital could not tolerate this and decided that one of them had to be removed.

"Jiang Xia is very ill..."

Before leaving, Song Nanqi, unusually setting aside his grudges, calmly approached Ruan Muhuai and earnestly told her the truth: "I'm not referring to post-operative delirium, nor to this car accident; she was already ill." In the quiet smoking area, Ruan Muhuai's fingers holding the cigarette paused, and her breath caught in her throat.

Song Nanqi doesn't smoke, but he asked him for one. "The brain tumor is malignant. Back in Haicheng, she had a biopsy done. At that time, the location was very bad, and surgery was not possible. But even though the car accident happened to allow her to have surgery, two-thirds of the tumor was removed. However... the cancer cells have also spread."

Once it spreads, it is very difficult to stop.

Moreover, it's the human brain, such a crucial and important part, how many major surgeries can it withstand?
Upon hearing this, Ruan Muhuai's heart skipped a beat, and the cigarette fell from his hand. He stared at Song Nanqi without any reaction.

"Given her current condition, surgery is no longer an option, she..."

Song Nanqi paused, speechless. Although what he was about to say was very unprofessional and not something a doctor should say to a patient's family, he still said the worst possible outcome: "She... won't live much longer."

No doctor dares to give a patient an exact timeframe for death.

But the condition has already progressed to this point, and even if a miracle occurs, it will be difficult to change anything.

Ruan Muhuai's expression froze.

The windows in the smoking area were open, and a wind was blowing across the gloomy sky.

He stood by the window, his Shen Jun face expressionless and gloomy, his dark eyes cold and devoid of any warmth.

"I... am going to die."

Jiang Xia said this not long ago.

At the time, he knew nothing and only thought that she was acting impulsively and wanted to commit suicide.

His short, wispy hair was ruffled by the wind. He lowered his head, his trembling fingers reaching for another cigarette from the pack, but he couldn't light it no matter how many times he tried.

"Deputy Director Song?"

Vice Dean Sato's voice came just then, and a moment later he walked into the smoking area, "Weren't you going back to Haicheng? Is there something else?"

“…It’s nothing.” Song Nanqi replied casually, then looked at Ruan Muhuai with a deep gaze, and whispered, “Take good care of her, and accompany her through her final days happily.”

After saying that, Song Nanqi turned around, gave Sato a polite nod, and left.

Sato looked at Ruan Muhuai, who looked unwell, and laughed heartily. He then walked to the window and said, "I don't know what Deputy Director Song told you, but I have some good news."

good news?
Ruan Muhuai was lost in thought, but a hint of doubt flickered in his eyes: "What do you mean?"

"Of course it's about your wife." Sato's expression was gentle, and he spoke fluent Chinese: "Although the tumor in her brain was malignant, most of it was removed surgically. As for the remaining part, after using a new type of microscopic targeted agent that has just passed clinical trials these past few days, it has had a very good blocking effect, and we have already seen results!"

Ruan Muhuai was shocked: "What?"

"It's true. Come to my office."

Soon they went upstairs to the dean's office, where Sato pulled up all of Jiang Xia's medical records, as well as the various tests and examinations conducted in the past few days, pointing them out one by one and explaining the targeted therapy in detail.

"Although I cannot guarantee you a complete cure right now, I should be able to stop the spread of cancer cells. In short, your wife can not only survive, but also recover her health."

Listening to Sato's confident words and looking at Jiang Xia's latest test results from yesterday's checkup... Ruan Muhuai was so stunned that he was unusually confused!

(End of this chapter)