After My Flash Marriage with the Sick Beauty, I Reached the Pinnacle of My Life - Chapter 75

The surgery went smoothly with no complications.

There will be various observations afterward, and Wen Jiao still needs to stay in the hospital for a while.

“You’ll be able to stand up then.” After the surgery, Wei Xixue was also exhausted, with fine beads of sweat on her forehead. It was out of professional duty as a doctor that she paused to speak with Xia Shishi.

Seeing how tired she was, Xia Shishi, who had initially regretted her promise, couldn’t back out now.

She had set a condition: if the surgery was successful, she would give Wei Xixue Ye Murou’s contact information.

Xia Shishi said cautiously, “You should go and rest first.”

She decided to stall for a while…

Wei Xixue was unaware of what happened outside during the surgery, much less what Xia Shishi had blurted out in desperation. She only felt tired and wanted to go back to the lounge to recover.

So she nodded and turned to leave.

Wen Jiao was also wheeled out. The anesthesia hadn’t worn off, and she was still sound asleep.

Xia Shishi accompanied Wen Jiao back to the ward, planning to tell her the good news the moment she opened her eyes.

After finally breathing a sigh of relief, Xia Shishi also felt inexplicably tired.

More than that, there was a feeling of lightness, a floating sensation of finally being able to relax. Her body felt light.

Wen Jiao would soon be able to stand up.

She wouldn’t need Xia Shishi to push her wheelchair anymore. While happy, Xia Shishi also felt a subtle sense of reluctance.

Her usefulness was diminishing.

However, there was other good news waiting, which was enough for Xia Shishi to overlook everything else. Xia Shishi held Wen Jiao’s hand. Grandpa Wen was also in the ward, and Xia Shishi asked him, “When should we schedule the wedding?”

Grandpa Wen glanced at Xia Shishi.

Xia Shishi said, “Grandpa knows so much; can you read the almanac?”

Grandpa Wen: “Haven’t you thought about school starting?”

Xia Shishi: “…”

She really hadn’t thought about it.

She had initially thought Wen Jiao would be hospitalized for a long time and had considered taking a leave of absence. However, Wen Jiao insisted on scheduling the surgery so soon.

Now that the surgery was successful, even if Wen Jiao needed continued observation, Xia Shishi wouldn’t need to be by her side constantly after two weeks. She could go back to school without having to take a leave of absence.

“Did she arrange it on purpose?” Xia Shishi sighed heavily. She thought she understood Wen Jiao very well, but she still only realized many of Wen Jiao’s actions in hindsight.

Even if Wen Jiao could be discharged in two weeks, it would be too late for the wedding.

Unless Xia Shishi could postpone the start of school for the wedding.

Grandpa Wen voiced his thought: “There’s no need to rush this moment.”

Xia Shishi lamented, “You wouldn’t understand.”

For them, only a month and a half had passed since their engagement, but for Xia Shishi and Wen Jiao, they had been waiting for this wedding for several years and were already impatient.

They eagerly wanted to confirm that the other belonged to them.

It wasn’t enough for just the people around them to know; they needed to be inseparable in every aspect.

The wait had been too long, and they already lacked a sense of security, especially with the threat of the plot hanging over their heads.

There was a pessimistic thought: if the ending couldn’t be changed, what would be left of her and Wen Jiao? No matter how optimistic and certain Xia Shishi was that they wouldn’t follow the old path, this thought occasionally surfaced.

Every time this thought occurred, the desire to enter into marriage became more urgent.

This kind of feeling was something Grandpa Wen wouldn’t understand.

Only they themselves could comprehend it.

Grandpa Wen fell into thought: “Maybe it’s good to hold the wedding first.”

Only after finishing everything could Wen Jiao work with peace of mind. Otherwise, this wedding might have to wait several years.

He was also very fond of the girl, Xia Shishi, and his granddaughter was no longer young, so it wasn’t good to delay.

“When do you plan to get married?” Grandpa Wen asked for Xia Shishi’s opinion.

“As soon as possible, as long as it doesn’t affect my wife’s health.”

They looked over all the upcoming dates and just waited for Wen Jiao to wake up to ask for her opinion.

The effects of the anesthesia wore off quickly.

Wen Jiao opened her eyes. She was awake, but her mind was still in a daze.

She was searching for Xia Shishi’s location. Finding Xia Shishi by the bedside, she showed a weak smile, looking very fragile.

Losing her usual composure and strategic mastery, all that remained was dependence on Xia Shishi. Wen Jiao struggled to reach out her hand. Xia Shishi quickly held it, signaling her presence.

“It really hurts…” Wen Jiao spoke vaguely.

It had been a long time since Grandpa Wen had heard his granddaughter say she was in pain.

She had endured various treatments. No matter how much it hurt, she would quickly regain her composure afterward, as if she had no pain receptors, only a strong spirit.

But with Xia Shishi, she was actually complaining about the pain.

Xia Shishi cried, “That’s a good thing! Your legs have regained sensation; the surgery was very successful. You’ll be able to stand up soon.”

Wen Jiao closed her eyes.

The wound on her legs had an incredibly strong burning sensation, very unfamiliar and unbearable.

Yet, just as Xia Shishi comforted her, this was a good thing, meaning she could stand up.

Before this, her legs had no feeling. Whatever was done to them, she felt nothing. Now, it felt as though the pain she had avoided for more than a decade was rushing back all at once.

It truly hurt. Coupled with the lingering effects of the anesthesia, Wen Jiao’s mind occasionally went blank.

But she felt very reassured. She could finally stand up. No matter where Xia Shishi went in the future, she could follow.

Even if the path had no end, Wen Jiao could hold Xia Shishi and walk on forever.

Walk—what a luxury of a word.

Xia Shishi held Wen Jiao’s hand, constantly whispering sweet words until Wen Jiao, unable to bear the pain, fell asleep again.

Grandpa Wen shook his head: “I’ll go call the eldest to come over.”

He walked out of the ward after saying that.

For such a major event, Wen Jiao’s parents, Father Wen and Mother Wen, couldn’t possibly not come; otherwise, it would be truly unreasonable.

Calling them over was also a good opportunity to discuss the wedding.

Grandpa Wen told Xia Shishi to discuss it with her parents first. Then, the ward became quiet again. Wen Jiao held Xia Shishi’s hand, not letting her go. Poor Xia Shishi, whose legs were numb from waiting outside the operating room, now had her hand numb from being held.

She patiently tucked Wen Jiao in with the blanket and operated her phone with her other hand.

Coming back to herself, her heart was filled with gratitude for Wei Xixue. If it weren’t for her, how would Wen Jiao’s wish have been fulfilled?

To thank Wei Xixue, Xia Shishi contacted Ye Murou and told her about the condition she’d set.

Ye Murou didn’t reply for a long time. Xia Shishi didn’t know if she was busy or if she was upset with Xia Shishi but didn’t know how to reply due to the human obligation involved.

Xia Shishi knew this was a difficult request. If Ye Murou said no, Xia Shishi wouldn’t be the bad guy.

If Ye Murou reluctantly agreed, she would have to figure out how to repay Ye Murou.

To repay someone, you must start with what they want.

What did Ye Murou want? Money? She could give it. A good job opportunity? She could arrange it.

However, Xia Shishi felt that these were not what Ye Murou wanted; otherwise, in the original book’s plot, Ye Murou wouldn’t have been an unnoticed assistant for so long.

Even now, Ye Murou hadn’t asked for anything despite helping her so much.

The most important things in a person’s life, besides themselves, are the people around them.

If Ye Murou didn’t have something she wanted for herself, it should be her family. Should she start by repaying her family?

Ye Murou’s family…

Xia Shishi thought back to her previous speculation, feeling uncertain.

It seemed she didn’t particularly care about her family either.

Should she organize a mountain village support program then?

Xia Shishi pursed her lips. That would require a significant amount of funding. She opened her banking app to check her balance. Since being reborn, she had rarely spent money as she did in her previous life, and she was trying all sorts of ways to save money. So far, she had saved quite a bit.

She had planned to use this money for Wen Jiao’s wedding ring. She wanted to give Wen Jiao a unique ring, one that she would wear for the rest of her life and never take off.

If she invested in supporting the mountain village, the money wouldn’t be enough, and the wedding ring would be gone.

Xia Shishi was torn, reluctant to give up either plan. It was giving her a major headache.

Wait a minute.

Xia Shishi found Zhou Xiaojiang in her contact list and determinedly thought: I’m relying on you!

She hoped this drama would be a major hit and earn her countless amounts of money so she could accomplish both plans.

Xia Shishi didn’t contact Zhou Xiaojiang to “foster their relationship”; that dream still bothered her. She continued to wait for Ye Murou’s reply.

When Ye Murou received the message, she indeed didn’t know how to reply.

She knew how important it was to Xia Shishi for Wen Jiao to be able to stand up.

And how significant Wei Xixue’s contribution was to this matter.

Furthermore, Xia Shishi hadn’t just given the contact information directly but had asked for her opinion first, making it difficult for Ye Murou to be angry. She was just struggling, unsure of what to do.

She wanted to thank Wei Xixue for Xia Shishi; it wasn’t a serious matter at all.

But Wei Xixue knew her mother.

This was a very painful thing for Ye Murou.

She gripped her phone, her eyes lost in confusion.

Xia Shishi was a very good person.

She had reached out to her and given her a new life.

Yet, Ye Murou couldn’t even provide this small bit of help.

Xia Shishi didn’t know her situation because she had hidden it from Xia Shishi, thus putting Ye Murou in a dilemma.

She could interact with Ji Yan, she could stay by Zhou Xiaojiang’s side, but not Wei Xixue.

That was an extremely dirty part of her life, so dirty that Ye Murou didn’t know how to open up about it to someone as pure as Xia Shishi.

Don’t give it.

Give it.

Ye Murou thought it over and over. Time quickly passed, and several hours went by. Xia Shishi didn’t rush her, likely sensing Ye Murou’s predicament.

Finally, Ye Murou took a deep breath: “Okay.”

Xia Shishi replied quickly: “You don’t have to force yourself; I have other ways to thank her.”

Seeing this message, Ye Murou’s eyes reddened: “I’m not forcing myself.”

She typed the words one by one and sent them.

“I can’t avoid this forever. Maybe I can take this opportunity to muster the courage to face it.”

Xia Shishi genuinely didn’t know about Ye Murou’s past.

She frowned, looking at the message, feeling an immense sense of heaviness.

She replied a few more times, then turned to look at Wen Jiao in the hospital bed. The bit of spirit she had managed to recover was gone after this surgery.

Her pale face made her body look incredibly thin beneath the blue and white striped hospital gown. It was hard to imagine how hard Wen Jiao had bitten her before the surgery.

“Everyone has their own story,” Xia Shishi gently held Wen Jiao’s hair scattered on the pillow.

The marks would fade in a few days.

She wondered if Wen Jiao would make it up to her in a few days.

Xia Shishi no longer felt the pain now. It certainly didn’t hurt as much as Wen Jiao was hurting now. If someone as strong as Wen Jiao couldn’t bear it, Xia Shishi would have long been covered in snot and tears, looking only pathetic.

She moved closer and gently kissed Wen Jiao’s forehead.

Then she snuggled into Wen Jiao’s covers and slept there for the entire night.

Post-operative checks were very important.

The ward was lively for the next few days. Doctors and nurses frequently came in, and even some elders from the Wen family came to celebrate. The originally spacious VIP ward became crowded.

The marks on Xia Shishi’s body had completely faded, and Wen Jiao didn’t have time to make it up to her.

But an opportunity would soon arise.

Mother Wen looked at the two of them: “Are you sure you want to be this rushed? To hold the wedding the day before Xia Shishi starts school?”

Xia Shishi: “We can do it a few days later too. I could invite more friends and collect more gift money.”

Wen Jiao adjusted Xia Shishi’s collar: “How short of money are you, exactly?”

Xia Shishi: “…Wife, very short,” she said pitifully.

Mother Wen stared speechlessly at the two of them, especially Xia Shishi. She was, after all, the sole heiress of the Xia Group. How could she be so broke to this pathetic degree?

Mother Wen suspected Xia Shishi was trying to hint at something, as she didn’t believe anyone could be so tactless about money.

“What about the rings?” Wen Jiao asked.

“They’re already being made.” Xia Shishi looked down, feeling very unconfident.

“No wonder you’re so short of money.” Wen Jiao understood. She must have paid quite a bit for the rush order. She laughed wryly.

Mother Wen watched this scene she couldn’t fit into.

She figured the reason she was notified ten days in advance was so she could worry about the wedding arrangements, as these two were still in the hospital and couldn’t handle it.

But what about the company matters…? Mother Wen looked at Xia Shishi: “What did your parents say?”

Xia Shishi looked back: “My mom is very happy and is eager to take charge, but she feels it wouldn’t be proper. If you’re willing to give her the chance, she’d be happy for a long time.”

With the words put this way, it was up to Mother Wen how thick-skinned she wanted to be.

Mother Wen was quite thick-skinned: “Your mother is very thoughtful. She can probably do better than me.” She was very honest, which was good.

Xia Shishi had no other thoughts about this small matter; it wasn’t as important as her and Wen Jiao’s wedding anyway.

So, it was settled. The wedding arrangements would be left to Mother Xia.

When Mother Wen left, she looked pointedly at Wen Jiao. The words she wanted to say were swallowed after hearing about the wedding.

Giving her daughter a break from worrying about company matters was the most she could do as a mother. Thankfully, Xia Shishi’s parents were there.

Mother Wen admitted that, in comparison, she had been a neglectful mother, but she had no choice.

After Mother Wen left, Wen Jiao said, “I might not be able to stand up at the wedding.”

The timing was too rushed, and there wasn’t enough time for rehabilitation training, but she didn’t want to delay any further.

It was difficult for both their families to find a suitable time.

Xia Shishi: “It’s enough if you can stand up for the photo.”

Wen Jiao chuckled: “Star-crossed lovers.”

Xia Shishi: “But we’re still lovers.”

That made sense.

Wen Jiao hummed; her eyes filled with tenderness as she looked at her.

“The matter with Ye Murou you mentioned a few days ago, did you do it?”

“Not yet.” Xia Shishi hadn’t given Ye Murou’s contact information to Wei Xixue yet. She wanted to ask for more details when she had time before handing it over.