Chapter 506: Sharp-Tongued

Thinking of the fetus that had not yet taken shape in her womb, Jian Yixin's tears fell in a patter.

This child was hers; by what right did Shi Youxuan make decisions for her?

She roared at Shi Youxuan: "How could you do this? Do you know how excessive you are, you woman? This child is the continuation of my life, the child of Ze Rong and me. If I were gone, I could still leave him a bloodline, a memory, but now nothing is left..."

Shi Youxuan: "How is nothing left? You are left. The surgery was very successful; the doctor said you will live to be a hundred and grow old with Ze Rong."

Jian Yixin was still furious: "You are a jerk of a woman. You have sons and daughters, so it's easy for you to talk. I also wanted my own child, one I gave birth to myself, pink and tender, a boy like my husband, a girl like me, but now there is nothing, there won't be any, boo-hoo..."

She began to wail.

Shi Youxuan did not stop her.

Cry; being able to cry it out is a good thing. Once she finishes crying, she will be able to accept reality.

Not stopping her did not mean not speaking.

Shi Youxuan seized the opening to strike: "How do you know the child would have been pink and tender if he'd been born? He was growing alongside a malignant tumor; who knows what he would have looked like? Maybe he would have been a freak."

Jian Yixin:...

Although Shi Youxuan's words were harsh, upon careful reflection—it made sense!

She felt much better inside, as if the child being miscarried wasn't such a great pity after all.

Shi Youxuan had been observing her, and seeing this, she knew it was a good opportunity, so she immediately struck while the iron was hot: "Even if it were a healthy child, if you weren't around after giving birth, that would be more pitiful than you being without him."

"That wouldn't happen. Even if he didn't have a mother, he would still have a father, and grandparents to love him," Jian Yixin argued, stiffening her neck.

Shi Youxuan sneered, curled her lip, and mocked: "Pfft, if the eyeball is gone, who is going to cherish the eye socket? Do you think that with your mother's character, she would treat your child well if you died?"

"Don't be naive. She would vent her anger over your decision on that child, thinking he is a jinx, the one who caused her daughter's death. Your mother would definitely abuse him, making it so you couldn't even close your eyes in the afterlife..."

"And Ze Rong, your husband is so outstanding; do you have any idea how many women are eyeing him? Of course, he won't look for someone else at first because he misses you, but it's hard to say after a long time."

"Think about it, Yixin. Your mother won't be good to the child, and Ze Rong is a man who can't take care of a child well; wouldn't he have to find him a new mother? The new mother will have her own children, so why would she take good care of your son? Does she even know who you are? You'd just be a dead ghost..."

Jian Yixin found it harsh to hear and couldn't help but interrupt: "I will have Ze Rong find the child a good stepmother, one who will be devoted to him and raise him as her own..."

Her voice grew quieter and quieter, until it cut off before she finished—because even she didn't believe it.

Shi Youxuan made a "tsk-tsk" sound.

"Tsk-tsk, it's so easy to say, as if people will do whatever you say. Why would they?"

"You only look at the problem from your own perspective, thinking your son is pitiful and miserable, but why don't you think about the stepmother? Is she coming into the house to be a nanny for your son? No."

"She is coming to take over the nest, sleep with your husband, spend your money, live in your house, and beat your child!"

"Once the stepmother gives birth to her own child, your son will be even more pitiful. He'll have to be on guard at all times against being schemed against and having his inheritance stolen; it's not even certain if he could grow up alive..."

Shi Youxuan's words were truly not alarmist; such things are everywhere in wealthy families, and there are countless examples.

Jian Yixin fell silent and stopped crying.

Although this woman's words were harsh, they were very realistic.

It really was the case.

If the child she risked her life to give birth to was destined to suffer in this world, then what was the point of her dying?

Jian Yixin subjected herself to a soul-searching interrogation.

And she felt more and more that she was a fool.

It was probably because she watched too many idol dramas; that stuff is too harmful.

There is still a gap between real society and idol dramas, and the gap is not just a little bit—it's a hundred thousand miles wide.

Jian Yixin had come to terms with it—no persuasion needed.

The people hiding outside the door to eavesdrop looked at each other, all doubting if she had come to persuade someone.

Was there really such a way to comfort someone?

This was bringing a knife; every word drew blood, it was too ruthless.

However, everyone also admitted that Shi Youxuan's method was indeed effective, more so than anyone else's.

Everyone was afraid of the patient being stimulated, trying every possible way to comfort her, speaking softly and carefully, urging her to think positively, and not even daring to mention the word "child" directly, for fear that Jian Yixin would be triggered again!

It turned out that stimulation was exactly what was needed.

Lady Jian was not there; she had been specifically sent away by Jian Yining.

It was fortunate she wasn't there; if she had been, even if the effect was good, she would likely have hated Shi Youxuan!

"I want to drink porridge. Give me a bowl of the millet porridge you had during your confinement, with brown sugar added."

Brown sugar millet porridge with eggs.

It was the standard for confinement in Jiangzhou.

Shi Youxuan felt a lump in her throat, and tears almost fell.

"Okay, I'll go back and get some for you."

Jian Yixin said to her: "Don't come back. You are still in your own confinement. Just have Fang Jie send it over. Your son is going to be my godson; that requires a banquet."

There are two types of Ganqin.

One is when the adults of two families have a good relationship, and a verbal agreement is enough.

The other requires hosting a banquet to formally recognize a "godfather" and "godmother."

This is somewhat similar to an adoption relationship; after the recognition, the child must go to the godmother's house to stay for a period every year to cultivate their bond.

Then, from childhood to adulthood, the expenses needed to raise the child are to be paid by the godfather and godmother, fulfilling their duty of support.

Fulfilling the duty also means enjoying the rights; when the godfather and godmother are old, the child must also fulfill the duty of support and wear mourning clothes at their funeral.

It is basically equivalent to an adoption relationship without legal protection.

"Fine, I promise you. The full-month banquet and the Ganqin ceremony will be held together," Shi Youxuan agreed immediately.

Jian Yixin knew her personality was straightforward, but this matter really wasn't something Shi Youxuan could decide alone.

She said: "Don't be in such a hurry to promise me. Discuss it with Hanyu and your parents first, then give me an answer when you send the millet porridge."

Shi Youxuan:......

Isn't this reply a bit too casual?

In fact, Jian Yixin had just mentioned it offhandedly, with a bit of venting in her tone.

This kind of Ganqin is basically only done when parents are unable to raise a child; usually, it's the former, just a casual title and that's it.

Like Shi Ran calling Jian Yining godfather, it's just a form of address, called casually to show that the adults have a good relationship.

She did not expect Shi Youxuan to agree so readily.

Shi Youxuan never goes back on her word, and she said domineeringly: "No need to discuss it, it's settled. My son is also your son; anyway, they both have the surname Sheng."

"Xuanxuan, are you serious? Are you really willing to share your son with me? He is your eldest son, after all." Jian Yixin was suddenly excited.

"Stop with the nonsense, of course it's true."

Shi Youxuan came out of the Hospital Ward and took off the hat on her head.

It was too hot.

Everyone crowded around and, without saying a word, put the hat back on her.

Better to keep it covered up well, and then they escorted her back like stars surrounding the moon!

Wang Yinghao had just come out of the restroom and happened to see them coming in, chattering away and full of joy.