Chapter 125 – Jian Mei Woke Up

Despite his fears, Jian Mei was overjoyed to be reunited with his mother.

Reacting quickly, his mother helped him back to the bed and immediately began asking the doctors about Jian Mei’s condition, eager to understand her son’s current health status.

The doctor responded truthfully, “The patient is doing exceptionally well. There’s no need for the family to worry.”

Shen Meina hesitated, “Has his illness been cured?”

“His white blood cell count and other indicators are normal. He just needs to stay in the hospital for further observation,” the doctor said, looking at Jian Mei with deep admiration. “Honestly, this might just be a medical miracle.”

Hearing this, Shen Meina was overwhelmed with joy.

Ever since Jian Mei was very young, their family had lived under the shadow of his critical illness, always facing the looming possibility of losing him. There were times when they could hardly sleep, constantly on edge.

But now, at this moment, the doctor was saying that their son was almost cured, that he would no longer suffer from this illness.

Shen Meina felt her entire body tremble with joy as she held Jian Mei tightly, unable to stop crying. The feeling of regaining what had once seemed lost was incredible.

“Click.”

Someone entered the room.

Jian Xincheng stood at the door, looking at his son, who was indeed sitting on the hospital bed. The tall man was filled with emotion and relief. He sighed deeply and quickly walked over, embracing his crying wife and then looking at his son. He gently patted Jian Mei on the shoulder and said, “It’s good that you’re awake.”

Although he didn’t show much outward emotion, the slight redness at the corners of his eyes betrayed his true feelings.

Jian Mei looked at his parents. It had only been a few years since he had last seen them, but it felt like a lifetime had passed. Perhaps it’s true that only through separation do people learn to cherish what they have. He hugged his parents tightly and whispered, “Dad, Mom, I’ll never leave you again.”

The family embraced each other warmly.

Later that evening, while eating dinner in bed, Jian Mei saw his brother. Jian Changjia had rushed over in the rain. When he arrived, his clothes were still damp, and he stood at the door, staring directly at Jian Mei as if afraid he might disappear.

Jian Mei gave a sheepish smile and called out softly, “Brother.”

Jian Changjia seemed almost in disbelief. He quickly strode over to Jian Mei’s bedside, towering over him with an intense gaze that made Jian Mei a little nervous.

After a long moment,

Jian Changjia moved, pulling the person in front of him into a tight embrace. He held Jian Mei so tightly that it was almost too much.

Jian Changjia’s voice, low and gruff, sounded next to Jian Mei’s ear, carrying a hint of reprimand and a quiet curse, “You little rascal…”

Sensing his brother’s emotions, Jian Mei smiled softly and said, “Brother, you seem even taller now, and you’re so heavy.”

“Heavy or not, you’ll just have to deal with it.” Dr. Jian, who usually appeared so composed, shot his younger brother a glare. “You’ve had it easy, lying around all this time, you ungrateful kid.”

Jian Mei felt completely wronged.

The table was set with light foods, mainly porridge. In truth, he was craving braised pork, hotpot, fried chicken, and burgers, but since he had just woken up, he wasn’t allowed to eat those things.

Feeling a bit dejected, Jian Mei muttered, “I really want to eat something delicious.”

Shen Meina, who had brought over a lot of things from home, was busy organizing them while she said, “Once you’re out of the hospital, you can eat whatever you want. Your father and I have discussed it—you missed the college entrance exams, so you’ll probably need to repeat your senior year. After that, you can apply to any school you want. Oh, and there’s something else…”

Jian Mei listened obediently to his mother’s chatter, the sense of peace making him feel completely at ease.

But as he looked out through the glass at the bustling, peaceful world outside, his mind wandered to another place. There, countless people were displaced, suffering under the weight of a pandemic. Their country had just endured a violent uprising, and at this moment, it was a land of devastation…

And he had left that place behind.

Jian Mei wasn’t sure if he could ever return, or how Lu Xingwang was doing. The thought of these things made his heart feel heavy.

Shen Meina noticed his expression and asked, “Mei Mei, what’s wrong?”

Jian Mei snapped back to the present and quickly shook his head. “Nothing, it’s nothing…”

Jian Xincheng approached and said, “If something’s bothering you, just tell us. Your mother and I are here for you.”

Jian Mei thought about it and decided there was no need to hide anything. So he said, “Dad, I want to show you a prescription I’ve been working on. I’ve always felt there’s something wrong with it, but I’m not sure how to fix it.”

Both Jian Xincheng and Shen Meina were stunned.

They never expected that the first thing their son would ask for after being miraculously returned to them was to review some kind of prescription. It was quite surprising.

Jian Xincheng looked at the darkening sky outside and said, “Mei Mei, there’s no problem with that, but it’s late now. You should get some sleep. Tomorrow, I promise I’ll go over it with you.”

Hearing this, Jian Mei smiled and agreed.

He knew that some things couldn’t be rushed. After everything he had been through, he had become much more composed and understood that there was no point in being overly hasty; sometimes, patience was necessary.

After finishing dinner and undergoing some tests, Jian Mei drifted off to sleep.

When he opened his eyes again, the surroundings were noisy. Someone joyfully exclaimed, “The doctor is awake! Mei Mei is awake!”

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