The Secret of Second Marriage

Chapter 104 Shen Xing asked me if I loved him.

We arrived at a top-tier hospital in the city center.

I parked my car in the parking lot and just as I walked to the hospital entrance, I saw a young man with fair skin and handsome features, wearing a white down jacket and a hat.

He stood there, carrying a bag and wearing sneakers, looking incredibly handsome.

Shen Xing spotted me immediately, a hint of surprise in her eyes. She walked over and said, "Man, I knew you would come."

"I'm not a good person, nor am I that kind-hearted. I just want to repay a favor you did for me."

I'm furious because so many things have been going wrong lately.

My husband and I are getting a divorce. Yesterday, Mr. Jiang chose not to trust me because of a video of unknown origin on Yang Yufei's phone.

I don't know why, but my temper has gotten worse and worse in front of Shen Xing.

But the thought of him lying on a cold operating table and undergoing tests later made me feel sorry for him, so I held back from getting angry at him.

I asked him, "If you're having a gastroscopy on an empty stomach, you can't eat breakfast. Did you eat breakfast today? If you did, we might not be able to do the test."

Shen Xing said, "I haven't eaten. Man, are you hungry? I brought you some steamed buns and soy milk."

He took out a small steamed bun and a cup of soy milk from his pocket, which were packed in a plastic bag, and handed them to me, looking like he really liked me.

I ate a small steamed bun and drank a cup of soy milk, which was still warm.

Thinking of Shen Xing's thoughtfulness towards me since we met, I finally said, annoyed, "If you have a stomachache, come to the hospital for a checkup sooner. Why are you dragging it out for so long? ...Aren't you afraid you'll actually develop stomach cancer and end up in the crematorium at such a young age?"

"Jiang Man, it would be better if I died in the crematorium. Next year on Tomb Sweeping Day, will you burn paper money for me?"

"Don't say such unlucky things, or I'll strangle you!"

I stared at him and said it.

"Man, just strangle me. Dying by your hand would be blissful. That way, you'll never forget me for the rest of your life..."

Shen Xing was very close to me, and I could feel that he was quite weak. Cold sweat was on his forehead, and he was curled up with his fingers on his stomach, looking like he was in pain.

I couldn't help but support him, saying, "Stop joking around, I don't want to be a murderer. What good would it do me if you died?"

I remember noticing you had a stomach problem when we were on set, but I didn't think much of it then. But it's not too late now, let me help you to the hospital.

Go see a doctor for a gastroscopy and X-ray. Maybe it's just ordinary gastritis and not that serious.

Shen Xing held my hand tightly, but her eyes became exceptionally gentle.

His tone was filled with deep regret, and then he leaned close to me and said, "Jiang Man, if the surgery goes well and I survive, I made a wish to God: I will marry you and call you my wife every day. What a blissful thing that would be!"

Suppressing my anger, I flicked him on the forehead and said, "I don't know what you're thinking about all day long... Let's go, it's getting late, let's go get checked out."

"After entering this hospital and completing all the necessary tests, don't bother me again."

Shen Xing lowered her head, her voice clear and pleasant: "Don't worry, you'll only be with me this once. I won't bother you again."

When I heard him say that, I felt like he had already prepared for the worst, and I felt really bad about it.

……

I accompanied Shen Xing to the hospital to register, and then she underwent examinations, including X-rays, a gastroscopy, and a whole host of other surgeries.

Shen Xing was given anesthesia and wheeled into the operating room for a gastroscopy. I told his family to wait for him outside, and that I had his phone, ID card, and other documents with me so I could pay the fees and complete the procedures for him.

I spent more than 1 yuan in total.

The gastroscopy took an hour. After the anesthesia wore off, Shen Xing finally emerged from the examination room, her face pale.

He was transferred to a regular ward.

I took my thermos to the hospital's hot water room and got a cup of hot water. I poured some water from the thermos lid into it and fed it to him. The doctor said that he would feel a little uncomfortable after the gastroscopy, so drinking more water would help relieve the discomfort.

I waited for more than half an hour to get the gastroscopy report from the laboratory. After verifying my name and identity information, I took it to a specialist doctor for a diagnosis.

The doctor glanced at the test report and said to me, "There are a few indicators in the test report that are a bit dangerous, indicating a risk of cancer."

The doctor at the endoscopy department just took a sample and sent it for a biopsy while performing the examination. We'll have to come back in a week to get the results, and then we'll be able to determine if there's cancer.

Are you his relative? Girlfriend? Your boyfriend's health is a bit weak, and he has mild anemia symptoms. He doesn't seem to be doing too well.

You should pay more attention to him and take better care of him, because stomach pain can be very uncomfortable.

I prescribed him some medicine to help regulate his body, as well as some nutritional supplements. Go to the pharmacy on the second floor and get the medicine for him.

"Okay, thank you, doctor."

I'm.

The doctor wrote down some things I should pay attention to for my stomach problems on a piece of paper: eat less cold, sour, and spicy food, get plenty of rest, and eat a light diet.

I nodded, took the prescription from the doctor, went to the ward on the second floor to get the medicine, and also got all the expenses for today's surgery reimbursed.

Shen Xing had a medical insurance card issued to them by their school. I glanced at the school name on the card and was surprised to find that he was a top student in the music department of the Central Academy of Drama.

I always thought he was just an ordinary piano student at an arts school.

I used his student medical insurance card to reimburse 60% of the expenses, then went to the payment counter and swiped over 4000 yuan for medication. Carrying a bag full of medicine and supplements, I returned to the ward…

This medicine is really expensive!

However, Shen Xing was really unlucky. His mother passed away early, and his father remarried. His father was often busy outside and didn't take care of him much.

His grandparents treated him very well when they were alive.

My grandparents have passed away.

His stepmother abused him, often starving him and beating him. I think his stomach problems are related to that.

No matter what, he was a pitiful child.

As I was carrying the phone up the stairs, I tripped and fell. Shen Xing's phone fell to the ground from my bag, and the screen lit up briefly. I glanced at it unintentionally and saw that it was a picture of me.

He used a side profile photo of me wearing a white dress, watering flowers with a spray bottle on the balcony, as his phone's lock screen wallpaper.

The sun was shining brightly that day, and I never expected him to take such a good picture of me.

I picked up his phone and put it back in my bag. I took the elevator to the ward, where Shen Xing was the only patient. He was wearing a blue striped hospital gown, half-lying on the headboard, with an IV drip attached.

The air was filled with the smell of disinfectant, a smell unique to hospitals.

My mood became depressed because of the hospital's white corridors, the pungent smell of disinfectant, and the dripping IV drip.

Shen Xing said, "Man, can I lean on you and sit down here?"

I felt a pang of sympathy for the boy.

Feeling a pang of pity, I walked over and gently placed his head on my shoulder, saying to him, "Rock on."

Shen Xing nestled against me, resting her head on my shoulder, and suddenly asked unexpectedly, "Did the doctor say the results are in? Is my condition good? Jiang Man, if I leave, will you miss me?"

"Stop saying such discouraging things. You've overcome so many difficulties; you're incredibly resilient and won't die."

I say.

"Jiang Man, I know you're trying to comfort me. I often think that I wish I had met you sooner."

Shen Xing said, "Do you know? The time I spent tutoring at your house was the happiest time of my life."

I'm in the living room playing the piano with Tangtang, while you're in the kitchen chopping vegetables and cooking. Every dish you make is delicious, and tastes more like home than takeout.

It's been so long since my family and I have eaten together as a family. Jiang Man, you're actually a good person, you know that?

Your husband often doesn't come home for dinner, and you have no idea how envious I am of him. He has a warm home, a beautiful wife, and a lovely child.

He didn't know how to cherish it. And I, a homeless orphan, am like a beggar or thief eyeing someone else's happiness from outside a glass window.

Sometimes I fantasize that this is my home, you are my wife, and Tangtang is my daughter. Don't you think we would be very happy?

I think you're really sick.

I wanted to end this topic quickly because I didn't want to get too involved.

The tragedy of my husband and my ex-husband lies in the fact that I fell in love with a man I shouldn't have.

I love my ex-husband more than I love myself, so I am willing to give up my career to support his rise to prominence and his lofty ambitions.

But what did I get after being a housewife for six years? Betrayal and being left with nothing.

No matter how beautiful a man's promises may be, they are like bubbles; when they burst, there's no way to prevent them from happening.

I dare not believe men's sweet words anymore.

If I fall in love with Shen Xing and he dies of stomach cancer, I will be heartbroken for a long time, so I have decided not to love him.

My words seemed to shatter Shen Xing's beautiful fantasy. After a long silence, he finally said, "Man, you're with President Jiang, right? If I were as rich as President Jiang, would you fall in love with me?"

"I have no idea"

I nodded: "Shen Xing, don't think about love or anything like that. Let's focus on surviving first. From now on, you need to exercise, eat well, and live a good life. Let bygones be bygones, and don't dwell on the past."

"it is good"

Shen Xing smiled faintly and said, "Jiang Man, I will try my best not to bother you anymore. Actually, I am a student at the Central Academy of Drama, and I only work part-time as a piano tutor and a print model occasionally."

I've agreed to film a drama next month with a mentor. The crew is in Hengdian, and it's an idol drama. I'm the second male lead, so you might see me on screen someday.

However, if you don't agree to me going, then I won't go.

Is it reliable?

I asked the question almost without thinking. In my heart, I didn't really object to him going to make movies, nor did I really care.

Shen Xing nodded: "It's a professional production team, a project from Hunan Mango."

"Okay, go ahead then."

I say.

The entertainment industry is so big, and I'm currently filming short dramas because I'm a mature woman over 30, with no connections, no acting experience, and no formal acting education.

If I were to film a long-running TV series, no one would even consider me.

Shen Xing took a down-to-earth path in the entertainment industry. He graduated from a professional film and television school and, through the connections of a professional mentor, joined a professional film crew.

Although we're in the same industry, we're on different paths, and we probably won't cross paths again in the future.

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