Chapter 797: The Ending No One Expected

After the examination, the doctor came out and said to everyone waiting outside: "The patient has regained consciousness, so there is no major issue with her body, but she needs further examination here." He pointed to her head.

After the in-depth examination, the results came out.

Yuke has become simple-minded; her intelligence is now at the level of a five-year-old child!

Furthermore, she has amnesia.

She remembers things from age five and before very clearly, but she does not remember anything that happened after the age of five at all.

She cries while looking for her mother and father, and she does not want her younger sister.

She wants her mother and father to be hers alone, and for all their love to be given to her!

Shi Yucheng went to the Hospital Ward to see his daughter, but Yuke did not believe he was her father.

"Liar, you aren't my daddy, you're my grandpa."

Shi Yucheng:...

No matter how he explained it, it was no use; fine, if she wants to call him grandpa, then grandpa it is.

At least he managed to coax her into stopping her crying and fussing about looking for "mommy and daddy."

The top floor office of the Ginza Building.

Everyone was sitting around on the sofa, and the topic was Yuke.

Sheng Zerong: "I think she is faking it. That woman will stop at nothing to achieve her goals; there is nothing she wouldn't do."

Yun Zhehao nodded: "I agree."

Jian Yining shook his head: "I don't think so. If you're faking being simple-minded, your eyes can't be that clear. They are as pure as a child's; it can't be an act."

Wan'er retorted to her husband: "Why couldn't it be? My sister pretended to be simple-minded for many years and fooled everyone."

Her husband was speechless.

Sheng Hanyu chimed in: "People with pure hearts have clear eyes. A fool can pretend, but the eyes cannot lie!"

Shi Youxuan looked at her husband with pride, her smile full of happiness.

Perhaps there is no greater happiness in life than this: to have your confidant, partner, and lover be the same person!

I love you, and it just so happens that you love me deeply as well.

I admire you, and it just so happens that you understand me best.

In the end, everyone agreed that Sheng Hanyu was right.

Yuke must have truly become simple-minded; she does not remember the things that happened over the past twenty-some years, and both her IQ and memory have remained at the age of five.

The hospital.

The Hospital Ward was very lively.

People came to the Hospital Ward to visit Yuke in an endless stream every day; she likes the liveliness, and if there are few people, she will cry.

Everyone had been to the Hospital Ward to see Yuke, and she acted the same way with all of them.

When she saw a handsome man, her eyes would light up.

When she saw a beautiful woman, she would ask: "Pretty sister, the clothes you are wearing are so beautiful. If you don't like them anymore, can you give them to me?"

Even when Jian Yixin was alone with her, she did not show the slightest bit of fear or hatred.

She really liked the pork rib and kelp soup that Jian Yixin made, and she loved drinking it.

Jian Yixin had good culinary skills, and every time she brought a large bucket, Yuke could finish it all.

After eating, she would ask pitifully: "Pretty sister, will there be more next time?"

"Yes, if you like it, I will make it for you again next time."

"Mm-hmm."

Yuke was very happy and held onto Jian Yixin's hand, not letting her leave.

She acted like a spoiled child: "Pretty sister, please help me style my hair. I want to have a hairstyle like yours too; it's so pretty."

Jian Yixin:...

What kind of hairstyle did she even have?

It was nothing more than her long hair casually twisted behind her head and secured with a hairpin.

"Do you like this hairpin?"

Jian Yixin realized what was happening and took the hairpin out of her hair, letting her black, shiny hair cascade down.

The hairpin was made of pure gold, with smooth lines and a novel design.

It possessed both elements of an ancient hairpin and a modern, minimalist style.

Although Yuke had become simple-minded, her aesthetic sense had not changed; she could tell a good thing at a glance and wanted it.

The hairpin was handed to Yuke, and just as she was about to take it, she was scolded by Shi Yucheng: "Yuke, what did I tell you yesterday? Have you forgotten so soon?"

"Grandpa" told her: "You cannot just take other people's things, otherwise you aren't a good child."

She pulled her hand back and said in a small voice: "I don't want it. Yuke is a good child; I can't just take other people's things."

Jian Yixin could not bear it and said softly: "It's okay, I'm not 'other people,' you can take what I give you."

"No."

Yuke looked at it a couple more times; she liked it so much.

But she still couldn't take it; she couldn't make "grandpa" angry.

"Grandpa" was too strict; "mommy" was better. Although she didn't come to keep her company often, every time she came, she would bring her lots of pretty clothes and jewelry, so she still hoped "mommy" would come to see her more often.

After Yuke woke up, she first cried and fussed looking for her mother, and then she mistook Shi Youxuan for "mommy."

Her reasoning was very sound—the two of them looked alike!

Shi Youxuan said: "I am not your mommy, I am your younger sister."

But she did not believe it.

She was certain that she must be her mother, holding onto her arm and refusing to let go, while acting spoiled: "If you aren't my mother, then where did my mother go?"

Shi Youxuan:...

This was truly impossible to explain.

But she couldn't admit it either; what kind of generation gap would that be?

Everything was in a mess.

In the end, Shi Yucheng made the final decision, telling her to just admit it.

He had already "upgraded to grandfather," so it was fine for his second daughter to "upgrade to mother."

Shi Yuke lowered her generation by one, while everyone else remained the same.

Once everyone had sorted it out, it seemed acceptable; calling each other this way was actually fine!

Shi Youxuan became "mother," and naturally, Sheng Hanyu became "father."

Toward "father," Shi Yuke felt both admiration and fear.

"Father" always wore an icy face, only showing a smile when facing "mother"; he wouldn't do it for others, and certainly not for her.

However, he was never stingy when it came to buying her beautiful clothes, nice Spring Shoes, jewelry, or dolls.

She wanted to be close to such a "father" but didn't dare, so she kept a respectful distance.

She liked playing with "older sister" and "younger brother."

She liked "father" and "mother" buying her all sorts of things, liked the soup "aunt" brewed, and liked "grandfather" accompanying her and nagging in her ear.

Shi Yuke had become cute.

No matter how much Shi Yucheng nagged her, she didn't find it annoying; she would cup her chin in her hands and listen earnestly with her big eyes blinking.

Occasionally, she would even ask: "Why?"

"Why must we do it that way?"

"Since you say that way is not good, then what should be done to be good?"

Shi Yuke was like a curious Baobao, turning into a fountain of ten thousand "whys"!

Shi Yucheng patiently explained things to her; if she didn't understand after one explanation, he would explain it again.

After his eldest daughter became simple-minded, not only did he not get anxious or angry, but he was smiling and happy every day, overjoyed.

Sheng Family.

Shi Youxuan only ate a small half-bowl before putting down her rice bowl: "I'm full."

Wang Yinghao: "Eating so little again? Xuanxuan, are you feeling unwell somewhere? Should you go to the hospital for a check-up?"

"I don't want to go, Mom; I'm going upstairs to lie down for a while."

"Mm, go ahead, but it's best to go to the hospital for a check-up; you can't delay if you're sick..."

Her mother-in-law was genuinely concerned for her, and Shi Youxuan knew this, but she couldn't help feeling anxious right now, and the words of concern sounded a bit impatient to her, so she didn't answer and listlessly went upstairs to rest.

For three days in a row, she had only eaten a tiny bit each day, and she didn't feel hungry even when she didn't eat.

Her whole body felt weak, she couldn't muster the energy to do anything, and she always wanted to sleep.

At first, she thought she was pregnant; although she and her husband used safety measures, there were always times when they were too impatient, and the steps were skipped.

She had tried a pregnancy test, and it was one line.

If it wasn't pregnancy, then she must be sick!

If one's body is uncomfortable, one should go to the hospital for a check-up; treat the illness if there is one, and rest easy if there isn't—these were all just theories.

They were words to persuade others, but she really didn't want to go herself; she was afraid, she didn't dare.