Chapter 1743: Sparks Flying Everywhere

Su Qiangying was about to retort, but was stopped by a look from Moli.

His pitiful appearance softened Su Qiangying's heart; forget it, let her have her way this once!

Seeing that a woman as arrogant and domineering as Su Qiangying had been stopped by a single look from her son, Jian Yixin felt very comfortable and happy, so she no longer dwelled on the tone Su Qiangying had used with her.

She took out a jade bracelet and handed it over: "Here, this is for you."

Su Qiangying did not know the value of the item; not only did she not take it, she even asked: "Why are you giving me something for no reason?"

She did not know the value, but Moli did.

Moli said with pleasant surprise: "Mom is giving it to you, so hurry up and take it. This was passed down from my maternal grandmother's ancestors; it's a family heirloom."

Su Qiangying was not a fool. Once things were put this way, she knew that her mother-in-law had accepted her.

But she still didn't take it, asking foolishly: "A family heirloom must be very valuable. Moli and I aren't even married yet, aren't you afraid of wasting your efforts if things don't work out?"

Jian Yixin said: "You little clumsy chicken, you wouldn't even know how to fly if I let you. You carried me up the stairs foolishly, weren't you afraid of tiring yourself to death?"

"Carried you up the stairs? When did that happen?" Moli looked bewildered.

No one had told him about it, and his girlfriend hadn't mentioned it either.

So, Jian Yixin recounted the incident: when she had just arrived at the hospital and the elevator was too crowded, Su Qiangying, in order to get her to the emergency room sooner, had pulled her to the stairs and carried her up.

Moli and his father were deeply moved; only then did Sheng Zerong understand why his wife had suddenly asked him to bring the jade bracelet.

"Is such a small thing worth mentioning?" Su Qiangying said nonchalantly.

Looking at this girl, Jian Yixin suddenly felt that she wasn't so unpleasant after all; although she was annoying when being overbearing, her strengths were equally prominent.

She said: "I'm giving it to you, so take it and stop talking nonsense."

"Thank you, Auntie." Su Qiangying was finally polite for once; she took it and put the jade bracelet on her wrist—it was neither too big nor too small, just right.

The bracelet was made of solid green jade, without a single impurity, and had excellent luster.

After Jian Yixin and her husband left, only Moli and Su Qiangying remained in the Hospital Ward.

She fiddled with the bracelet on her wrist, unable to put it down.

It wasn't because she liked jade that much, but because this was a form of recognition and affirmation, so she felt wonderful inside.

Moli teased her: "Be careful now, this bracelet is very valuable. If you accidentally bump it and break it, you'll regret it for the rest of your life."

"How valuable is it?"

"It's worth about several tens of millions, I suppose."

"How much?"

Su Qiangying immediately felt the bracelet on her wrist weigh a thousand pounds.

She carefully took it off, put it back into the box, and hurriedly tried to return it: "You take it back quickly. I don't dare to keep something so expensive. What if I accidentally break it? I can't afford to pay for it."

Seeing her nervous appearance, Moli found it very amusing.

He deliberately wanted to tease her: "If you don't want it, that means you don't want to marry me. Who do you want to marry?"

"That's not it, I do want to marry you... does this mean I must accept it?"

"That's right, you must accept it."

Moli put the bracelet back on her hand: "This is Warm Jade; it nourishes the wearer. Just wear it. My mom said it doesn't matter if it breaks; it can be made into Gold-Inlaid Jade, which is better looking and sturdier."

"Nonsense, I don't believe you. That must be what you said, not your mom."

"It was my mom who said it, I'm not lying to you. My mom also said that although your personality is a bit strong, you have many merits and are a very good girl, and she told me to get along with you well and treat you well."

"I don't believe it. Your mom wouldn't say such things. You must be saying this on purpose to make me happy."

For the past few days, Su Qiangying had been loud and aggressive toward Jian Yixin, and a large part of it was intentional; she just didn't want Jian Yixin to be comfortable.

It was already good enough that he hadn't lost his temper to her face; it was impossible that she would say good things about her.

Moli said with a straight face: "It's true, why would I lie to you? My mom is just the type of person who doesn't like to praise others to their face, she likes to praise them behind their backs..."

Moli calmly praised his girlfriend, using his own mouth, but attributing it all to his mother's intentions.

Seeing his girlfriend smiling from ear to ear, he took the opportunity to advise: "You should be more polite to my mom in the future; she is an elder after all."

"Okay, I will."

If others respect me an inch, I will respect them a foot; Su Qiangying was not an unreasonable person.

Over the next few days, the two were very polite when handing over shifts, and no unpleasantness occurred.

This made Moli feel relieved, thinking he could rest easy from then on, but he was still happy a little too soon.

During the shift change that day, Su Qiangying brought Moli food, which was braised lamb chops. Jian Yixin stopped her: "No, lamb is a 'trigger food' and cannot be eaten."

"Why can't it be eaten? What era is this to still have such a saying? Western medicine doesn't have the concept of 'trigger foods'. It's a good thing your family has people in the hospital, yet you don't even know this bit of common sense."

Her words caused strong dissatisfaction in Jian Yixin.

"You know my family has a hospital? I am also trained in medicine; I know more than you do. I said it can't be eaten, so it can't be eaten."

Su Qiangying immediately retorted: "I ate lamb when I had a fracture, and nothing happened. I said it can be eaten, so it can be eaten!"

The reason she reacted so strongly was because of an incident from her childhood.

When she was a child, she was once playing with her uncle's son; the cousin pushed her, she rolled down a hillside, and her arm was fractured.

Her mother stewed lamb and chicken soup for her, but it was all taken away by her grandmother, who said: "An injured person cannot eat 'trigger foods'," and served it to her cousin instead.

Besides these, there was milk, eggs... all the good things her grandmother called 'trigger foods' and wouldn't let her eat.

Her cousin would eat and drink heartily in front of her, and even provoke her.

She was so hungry that one day she secretly ate some lamb, and as a result, nothing happened.

From then on, Su Qiangying detested the two words "trigger food"; she felt it was just her grandmother being biased, and that all this talk about 'trigger foods' was just feudal superstition.

So this time, when Jian Yixin mentioned "trigger food," she immediately exploded.

Jian Yixin did not give an inch either: "What do you know? Traditional Chinese medicine is broad and profound. With 5,000 years of civilization passed down, it must have its reasons. You aren't trained in medicine, so don't rely on your own pitiful experience to think you know everything."

"So what if I do know? Lamb is for nourishing the body, and Moli needs nutrition right now."

Young and impetuous—this phrase was embodied perfectly in Su Qiangying; after she finished speaking, she picked up a piece of lamb, held it to Moli's lips, and said in a commanding tone, "Eat."

"You are not allowed to eat it."

"You must eat it."

The two women were at loggerheads, and the one suffering was Moli.

He first tentatively said to his mother, "Can I just have one bite? If I feel uncomfortable, I won't eat any more."

This small request was rejected by his mother without the slightest hesitation: "No, it will be too late by the time you feel uncomfortable. Is your health something to joke about? She doesn't know any better, but do you not know any better either? The one who will suffer later is you."

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