Quick Wear: Oh no, the lady is running away with the ball again

"Mom, why are you here?"

Yun Qian looked at Qiu Yaru who pushed the door open and a hint of surprise flashed across her face. She was sitting on the hospital bed, her eyes slightly evasive, like a child who had been caught.

Qiu Yaru was dressed in a well-fitting suit, looking elegant. She was followed by her aunt and several of her close friends. Frowning slightly, she quickly walked over to Yun Qian's bedside, pulled a chair over and sat down, scolding her, "You kid, you didn't even call me when you were sick. If your teacher hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known anything! How could I be at ease if something really happened?"

Yun Qian lowered her eyes slightly, pursed her lips, and whispered, "Mom, I just have a little problem, I don't want to make you worry."

"A minor ailment?" Qiu Yaru's face suddenly turned unhappy when she heard this. She glanced at Yun Qian's arm where the IV drip was hanging. "If it's really a minor ailment, would it require hospitalization? You always only report good news and never bad news!" She said, gently patting the back of Yun Qian's hand, her tone unable to conceal her heartache. "Your father is busy with work and can't spare the time, but he told me to take a good look at you. If you feel unwell, don't force yourself to endure it."

Yun Qian felt a little disappointed when she heard her father didn't come, but she didn't want to show it. She just smiled and said, "I know, Mom, don't worry. The doctor said it's nothing serious. After this minor surgery, I'll be well after a month of recuperation."

Qiu Yaru refused to give in. She turned around and told the aunt who had followed her, "Heat up the chicken soup I brought before it gets cold. Qianqian needs some nutrition."

Qiu Yaru then looked back at Yun Qian, a hint of worry between her brows: "Qian Qian, the doctor said that your health hasn't been good recently. Are you too tired from studying recently, or are you worried about something else? Tell Mom that our family doesn't need you to work so hard for anything..."

Yun Qian was stunned for a moment, then lowered her eyes, unsure how to respond. After a moment, she said calmly, "Maybe I've been so busy lately that I haven't been able to rest much."

Seeing her evasiveness, Qiu Yaru grew even more worried. However, she also knew her daughter's personality and wouldn't tell the truth anytime soon. She sighed softly and said, "Mom knows you don't want us to worry, but your body is your own, and nothing is more important than your health. Remember to tell me if anything happens next time, okay?"

Yun Qian felt warm in her heart and nodded: "I understand, Mom."

"By the way...who brought you to the hospital today?"

At this moment, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open, and the aunt walked in with a bowl of steaming chicken soup. Seeing this, Qiu Yaru forgot the topic she had just mentioned.

He took the bowl, scooped a spoonful, blew on it, and then handed it to Yun Qian's mouth. His tone was full of concern that could not be refused: "Here, drink it while it's hot. The doctor said you need to supplement your nutrition now."

Yun Qian drank obediently, looked up at her mother's expression, and felt a warm feeling in her heart. It felt so good to have family care about her.

Qiu Yaru looked at her daughter, her eyes soft and filled with heartache. She gently stroked Yun Qian's hair with her hand and said in a low voice, "Qian Qian, don't keep everything in your heart. If there is anything, just tell me. It hurts me to see you like this."

Qiu Yaru's tone was calm, but it was like a key, gently unlocking the emotions hidden deep within Yun Qian's heart. She paused for a moment as she lowered her head to drink her soup, her hand holding the bowl trembling slightly.

"Mom..." Yun Qian put down the bowl of soup and suddenly threw herself into Qiu Yaru's arms. She hugged her mother's shoulders tightly and finally couldn't help sobbing softly, like a child who had been wronged outside and finally found a harbor to rely on.

Qiu Yaru was slightly taken aback. It was rare to see her daughter lose her composure like this. She put one arm around Yun Qian's shoulders and patted her back with the other, her tone soft and soothing: "What's wrong, Qian Qian? Are you feeling uncomfortable or worried? Don't cry, tell Mom."

Yun Qian buried her head in her mother's shoulder, tears falling drop by drop. Her voice was choked with sobs, but she shook her head stubbornly: "It's okay, Mom... I'm just a little tired and I want to cry for a while."

Qiu Yaru listened, her heart aching. She knew her daughter didn't like to open up easily, especially now that she wouldn't even tell her why she was crying. But she didn't want to push her too hard, so she patted Yun Qian's back even more gently. "Cry, just let it out. Don't hold it in. Mom is here with you. Tell me who bullied you, and I'll vent your anger for you."

"mom…"

Yun Qian wiped away her tears and calmed down a bit. At this time, several aunts brought by Qiu Yaru had gathered around, each with a look of concern on their face.

"Oh, Qianqian, why are you crying? Is your stomach hurting again?" An auntie in a dark red woolen coat spoke first, her tone full of pity.

"That's right. This girl has been beautiful and sensible since she was young, and she is still so outstanding now. Don't let yourself be wronged. Be sure to tell your mother if anything happens." Another aunt with curly hair and pearl earrings continued.

"Qianqian, your mother nags about you every day, saying that you are busy at work and that you are tired and hard-working. We girls must not work too hard and must take care of our health!" An aunt in a beige windbreaker advised, her tone revealing the care unique to an elder.

Surrounded by these familiar and welcoming elders, Yun Qian felt a pang of sadness, yet also a surge of warmth. She raised her head, a faint smile on her face, her tone gentle and polite, "Thank you all for your concern. I'm fine. I just have a cold, and I'll be fine after a few days of rest. It's been a while since I've seen you all, and I'm so sorry to bother you all so much to come and see me."

"Oh, what a sensible child! Even when he's sick, he's still so polite. He's really becoming more and more endearing as he grows older." The aunt in the dark red coat sighed, turning around and pulling out a thermos from her bag. "Auntie brought some red date and longan tea. It replenishes your blood and nourishes your body. It's perfect for you right now."

"Oh my God, Qiu Yaru, you are so lucky to have such an outstanding daughter. Not only is she as beautiful as a fairy, but she is also so hardworking in her studies. Auntie believes that you will become a big star in the future. Sooner or later, it will happen. So, when you recover from your illness, auntie will give you that set of limited edition..." The aunt in the beige windbreaker said vividly, and put the gift bag in her hand aside with a smile, her eyes full of love.

Yun Qian listened and thanked the aunts one by one: "Thank you, aunts, for caring about me so much and bringing so many things here."

"It's normal to worry! We watched you grow up and don't treat you as an outsider. You need to rest well. You really scared your mother today!" One of Qiu Yaru's sisters said with a smile. Although her tone was half-joking, it was full of sincerity.

The ward was suddenly filled with laughter and joy. Yun Qian looked at these enthusiastic elders, and the sadness in her heart was diluted by this deep warmth. Although her body was still weak, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Yun Qian, sipping chicken soup, didn't notice that Gu Wusui was standing at the corner of the corridor, looking at the warm scene in the ward with a complicated expression. His fingers curled slightly, and he clenched the phone in his pocket. In the end, he didn't step through the door again, but turned and left the hospital.