It's hard to quit, but it's the perfect marriage!

"Mom," Zhu Xi called out, as if addressing a stranger passing by.

She clearly resisted this inexplicable intimacy, brushing He Mianxin's hand away. "What did you say?"

He Mianxin's hand froze in mid-air. "Qingge hasn't eaten properly for a week now, and she's lost a lot of weight."

"None of my business."

"Xi Xi, let me offer my congratulations to..."

Zhu Xi interrupted her coldly, "Are you sick?"

In an instant, it was as cold as an ice cellar.

He Mianxin's anger deepened. "I'm just asking you to make a phone call to Zhu He."

"So you think I'm sick?" Zhu Xi said self-deprecatingly, raising her hand to straighten her name tag. "Go to the hospital to see a doctor, go to the ward to see a patient. If you insist on seeing me, I'll treat you the same as everyone else."

He Mianxin felt as if her well-maintained face had been slapped several times by Zhu Xi.

"This is a hospital, my workplace, not your Yu family villa." She patiently looked at her elegant and dignified mother across the way.

What to do? Now that she's Mrs. Zhou, she still feels she can't compare to her intelligent, beautiful mother.

She chuckled to herself, realizing that what he said was true.

The dampness of childhood takes a lifetime to make up for and dry.

Sigh, I'll have to ask Zhou Yinghuai later if he has any high-powered drying machines.

Her slightly raised eyebrows contrasted sharply with He Mianxin's gloomy expression.

The mother and daughter seemed to be in different contexts during their conversation.

He Mianxin's face darkened, and she lost her patience. "It's just a phone call to your brother, it won't take up much of your time."

Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow, her voice indifferent, and simply changed her approach, "Why are you calling me if it's for your son?"

"Oh, I forgot." She clicked her tongue. "You only remember one son. His surname is Yu, and his name is Yu Sui. He's not called Zhu He."

He Mianxin's expression was even more somber than before. "Xixi was just making a phone call."

"Then go ahead and call. It's just a phone call."

He Mian felt a pang of sadness. "He's not answering."

Zhu Xi stepped forward and looked closely at her mother's well-maintained face, a face so youthful that her colleagues mistook her for her sister. "Coincidentally, I don't know how to do it either."

The mother-daughter relationship has reached a freezing point.

Zhu Xi never considered herself He Mianxin's daughter; this scene should have been foreseen back in her childhood winter.

Time flows slowly, and a longer timeline can lessen the pain ignited by barrenness and neglect.

But that's not forgiveness; it's more like no longer needing it, and no longer caring.

"Is there anything else, Mrs. Yu?" Zhu Xi smiled, her hands in the pockets of her white coat, looking completely at ease.

He Mianxin frowned, her disappointment evident on her face. She paused, her voice low and sorrowful, "Xixi, you haven't treated your mother like this in the past few years."

"If the marriage alliance with the Zhou family makes you feel that your mother is not good enough, your mother will step in and help you..."

Zhu Xi raised her hand to stop He Mianxin from feigning humility in an attempt to evoke her sympathy and guilt.

"You left me when I was six. I went to university and pretended to be a good girl in the Yu family for six years. What I owe, I don't owe. What I don't owe, I don't need to repay."

She laughed as she spoke, a sarcastic laugh. "Mom, don't try to morally blackmail me. You've forgotten what that blind man said: I'm hard-hearted and cruel, and I bring misfortune to my relatives!"

He Mianxin's tears rolled down, landing on the back of her hand and falling to the floor.

"Xixi, do you still feel that your father and I have wronged you?"

Zhu Xi felt like she had heard the biggest joke in the world.

This is like a murderer confessing to the crime and then asking the victim's family, "I killed someone, aren't you going to thank me?"

"You have done nothing wrong to me."

They just didn't strangle her to death.

Zhu Xi was still laughing, shaking his head with a smile, "After all, you were so terrified back then, yet I didn't strangle you to death. That can't be considered apologizing; it can be considered your incompetence. The fact that I didn't kill you and Zhu Tanzhi means that I, this jinx, am not powerful enough."

I never try to make someone take the blame for me, and don't try to morally blackmail me.

Having said that, she decided not to press the matter any further.

Watching her swift and ruthless retreating figure, He Mianxin called out, "Zhu Xi, with me here, that nouveau riche's daughter won't be able to get in the door."

Zhu Xi turned around, her eyes filled with coldness. "Then you try it and see if I dare to send the entire Yu family to hell!"

He Mianxin: "Zhou Yinghuai won't help you mess around with a small family that got rich overnight because of good luck."

The pretense was gone; He Mianxin's usual tactic was to tear off the mask if they couldn't reach an agreement.

Zhu Xi tilted her head. "Bring it on. You ruined my sister-in-law, and I'll drag Yu Sui down with me."

"Mom, if you reach any further, I'll ruin Yu Qingge. I don't mind telling everyone that the eldest daughter of the Yu family has fallen for her stepmother's son."

"You..." He Mianxin's hands trembled with anger, "Don't you even care about your brother's reputation?"

Zhu Xi sneered, "Even if the egg has no cracks, the fly will still land on it. Who are you calling shameless?"

-

An unexpected incident completely ruined Zhu Xi's good mood.

Especially He Mianxin's last sentence.

She didn't tell Zhu He, nor did she tell Zhou Yinghuai.

After working for so many years, my heart has long since hardened and grown cold.

Zhu Xi swallowed all the mess and blood, adjusted herself, and then went to the patient's family to conduct a comprehensive preoperative assessment.

He talked for half an hour straight.

Pre-operative family involvement is very important, and Lezhi made a special trip to assist them.

This wasn't the first time the two had worked together, but it was the first time they had collaborated with such perfect chemistry.

The brain model sat there quietly, and as soon as Zhu Xi spoke, Le Zhishi could immediately point to the corresponding position with his pen.

When faced with questions from patients' families, Lezhishi always answered them perfectly.

Lezhi would supplement any points that Zhu Xi missed.

The patient's family went back to discuss whether to have surgery. Zhu Xi was holding a laptop, and Le Zhishi was holding a brain model.

After finishing their business, the two walked side by side, with Lezhi still feeling a little shy.

He spoke very little the whole way.

After replying to the WeChat message she had missed, Zhu Xi put her phone in her pocket, glanced at her, and asked, "When are you leaving?"

Lezhi pursed her lips, taken aback by Zhu Xi's direct question.

Zhu Xi rolled her eyes. "You've already gone all the way overseas to find love, so why are you pretending to be so reserved with me now!"

"No." Lezhi was fiddling with the model's brainstem, subconsciously poking at it. "I don't want to go anymore."

Zhu Xi paused, then twisted her shoulder and shoved her against the wall. "Don't you love my brother anymore?"

Lezhi blushed and bit her lip, "Oh, please don't do that..."

Zhu Xi was taller than her, so from behind, all you could see when she was pinned against the wall was Le Zhi's awkwardly shuffling feet.

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean'?" Zhu Xi raised an eyebrow. "Lezhishi, I just started to think you were acting like a human being. Don't force me to slap you when I'm in a good mood!"

Lezhi sighed and stomped her feet, making Zhu Xi feel annoyed.

"Lezhi, my brother has never been in a relationship, so don't bully him." Zhu Xi hooked her chin. "Or, how about you bully me?"

Lezhi slapped her hand away, saying, "Who would dare bully you? I don't want my family to go bankrupt."

Upon hearing the sound, Zhu Xi straightened up and instantly became alert.

"Is someone bullying your family?"