Originally, he wanted to meet Yu Man at his best, but he didn’t expect today’s scene, allowing Yu Man to see him in such a sorry state...
How embarrassing.
Yu Man looked at him silently, "You should rest first, we’ll talk when you’re well."
Letting a patient who just had a car accident worry about her matters, she wasn’t that heartless.
Yu Man looked at Blanwen, pale-faced and leaning against the hospital bed, feeling a pang of sympathy.
She could tell that Blanwen had not been having an easy time over the years, with many wanting to oust him from power.
Even now lying on the hospital bed, he finds no peace...
Song Chen stealthily glanced at Yu Man.
It was clear her attitude toward Blanwen had changed.
She’s starting to feel sorry for her ex-husband now...
Song Chen felt a surge of jealousy.
"Alright then..." Blanwen nodded, gazing foolishly at Yu Man, "For convenience, can we exchange contact information?"
Yu Man opened her Light Brain and re-added Blanwen’s contact.
Blanwen looked at the familiar number, his eyes slightly red.
It’s not like he didn’t know Yu Man’s contact information; if he wanted to find her, he could. Over these years, he had countless times wanted to dial this number.
But he didn’t dare.
"Man, we..." Can we start over?
Blanwen opened his mouth but couldn’t utter the latter half.
He feared that saying it would cause Yu Man to vanish from his world once again.
Things were fine now; at least Man was willing to see him.
Besides, the affairs of the O’Reilly Family weren’t resolved yet, and the mess in his family still existed. What right did he have to say such things to Man?
And Man had Guan Heng as a suitor.
Better family background, better family atmosphere, that kid... not bad-looking, younger too...
For the first time, Blanwen understood what it meant to feel inferior.
No matter, as long as he could stay by Man’s side, just seeing her was enough.
He long since stopped hoping for anything more.
"What?" Yu Man looked at him.
"It’s nothing..." Blanwen shook his head.
"Wife, it’s getting late, let’s head home first, Manman might be back from school soon."
Yu Man nodded, "Alright, we’ll come see you again tomorrow."
Before leaving, Song Chen glanced at Blanwen.
Even with his toes, Song Chen could guess what he hadn’t said.
Starting anew with his wife?
No way.
Meadon was unconscious on the hospital bed for two days, moved from the intensive care unit to a regular ward, staying next to Blanwen.
He opened his eyes, feeling as if he was in a different world.
Turning his head, he saw his uncle, dressed in a hospital gown, still handling documents.
"U-uncle?" Meadon was dazed, "Am I... not dead?"
But the intense impact felt like his soul was about to be torn away.
Vaguely, he seemed to enter a white space and inexplicably dreamed of a scene.
He dreamt his uncle was poisoned, and in trying to save him, he was beaten to death...
That scene was truly nightmarish, a nightmare within a nightmare.
After he was beaten to death in the dream, a white space flashed before his eyes. An "he", identical but seemingly more mature, slowly turned back to wave at him.
He seemed to hear a sentence, that ’he’ saying, "Go back..."
Then, that ’he’ vanished, and his uncle’s voice seemed to echo in his ears.
It felt like he returned from a spiritual state to his body, feeling a faint warmth and intense pain.
Looking at the hospital setting, Meadon was momentarily dazed, "I’m really not dead."
He thought he was done for.
Truly fortunate.
On the side, Blanwen felt Meadon’s gaze, quickly set down the files, and pressed the button beside the bed, "Meadon, you’re finally awake!"
"You’re such an idiot! Do you know you almost..." Blanwen glared at him, leaving the last word unsaid.
Meadon dumbly smiled, "I’m fine, aren’t I?"
"Thanks to Man’s medicine..." Otherwise, where would help have arrived in time?
Meadon was startled, "You mean the medicine Man gave me?"
He, too, could sense his dire situation at the time, it was definitely life-threatening.
He felt a surge of emotion, "From now on, Man is like my sister..."
"Meadon, when you face danger in the future, don’t risk your life!" Blanwen seriously stared at him.
Meadon curved his lips, but inadvertently tugged at the wound, making him grimace in pain.
"Yes, yes! If it happens again, I might not have the courage..."
He only knew his mind went blank at the time, his body’s reaction quicker than his thoughts.
Thinking back now, it was still terrifying.
But Meadon had no regrets.
My uncle is the most important person to me.
Ignored since childhood, he spoke late, and when he did, it was stuttering, getting bullied as a fool with no one to stick up for him.
It was his uncle who drove away those who bullied him, calling him ’little mute’, ’little fool’.
Standing like a deity before him, he extended a clean hand, lifting him like a mangy stray covered in fleas, straightening his clothes, picking the weeds off his head.
He said he was his uncle, and would protect him.
Though his uncle wasn’t much older, he raised him.
Patiently teaching him to talk, encouraging him little by little, correcting his stutter. Then, teaching him to read, study, and play the violin...
An uncle like a brother, like a father, no one was better than him!
In his heart, his uncle was more important than anyone, his deity.
If given another chance, he’d likely do the same again.
He had no regrets at all.
Blanwen kept a straight face, unsure if he believed it, yet secretly vowed to protect Meadon in the future.
Knowing his uncle was mad, Meadon quickly changed the topic.
"Uncle, my handsome face didn’t suffer, did it? I haven’t found a wife yet! If I’m disfigured, who would want me..."
Meadon joked, but his severe injuries made his voice raspy and weak.
"Then you’ll be a bachelor for life, over ten stitches on your head, might leave a scar."
Meadon’s smile vanished, "Really?"
His handsome, debonair face...
Soon after, the doctor arrived hurriedly at Blanwen’s call, giving Meadon a thorough check-up.
"Family Head, young master Meadon is recovering very well!" Better than they imagined.
He figured it had to do with the medicine Family Head gave young master Meadon.
A pity there was only one pill, even if they wanted to study it, they couldn’t.