Jian Minxia was still causing a disturbance, but Old Mrs. Xu stopped her with a look.
In the end, she glanced deeply at Han Shouzhen and Xu Ji, then left somewhat forlornly.
With no outsiders in the hospital room, Lin Xiaoguai had yet to react, but Zheng Cuicui quickly pulled Han Shouzhen aside and asked, "Are Xu Qian’s belongings really in your possession?"
Seeing this, Lin Xiaoguai found it a bit odd. Was it so surprising? Wasn’t it normal for a man to leave his assets to his wife and children?
Han Shouzhen nodded slightly, speaking indifferently, "You know, although Aqian’s health is still fine, he has asthma. Yet, he often neglects his health for his experiments, several times falling ill in the lab. He’s always open to sensible advice, but when it comes to his experiments, he forgets everything else. He’s frightened himself thinking about it afterward, so just to be safe, he left everything in my care."
At that time, she was not happy at all with Xu Qian’s actions, only filled with dread and anger, afraid he’d actually die in the lab one day.
Now, she felt fortunate for his persistence back then.
Zheng Cuicui knitted her brows tightly and hesitated for a long time before asking quietly, "Are those items also with you?"
Lin Xiaoguai looked over in confusion, and Zheng Cuicui explained in a low voice, "Xu Qian was truly talented. Initially, at the research institute, he managed nearly ten research projects and had several scientific achievements that others couldn’t accomplish in his own hands. However, coming from a family of researchers, he knew that some findings weren’t suitable for public release at the time, so he kept them hidden, though it was an open secret to everyone. After his death, when the institute turned his lab upside down without finding anything, they became increasingly desperate as several projects were stalled. His earlier research could have solved many of those issues."
She had thought that the Xu family wanted to hold out for a better offer, but now it seemed that all those items were in Han Shouzhen’s possession.
Pausing, she hesitated, "Is this really... Might that not be inappropriate?"
Those were, after all, beneficial to the country.
Han Shouzhen heard the unspoken words in her hesitation and scoffed, "When Aqian died, I didn’t see the research institute show any care for us, the orphaned and widowed. Why should I help them?"
"My son’s life is at risk at any moment, why should I care about them?"
During a time when she might lose her son, she genuinely felt hatred—hating Liu Yuzhi, hating Dong Fei, hating many people, wishing everyone could share her pain.
She had made up her mind then, if her son died, she would destroy all those items.
Those were her son’s belongings. If her son couldn’t have them, then nobody else should!
Zheng Cuicui sighed. Indeed, the initial attitude of the research institute was disheartening. At Xu Qian’s funeral, they perfunctorily sent just two people, and later, while Shouzhen was pregnant and in a fragile state, they barged into her home demanding Xu Qian’s research results, they even forced their way into Xu Qian’s lab to search when talks broke down.
No wonder Shouzhen showed them no mercy.
"What is your plan then?" Zheng Cuicui probed.
Han Shouzhen looked lovingly at her son, who was dozing off on the hospital bed, and whispered, "Ping’an is planning to apply for the aerospace program at Qingmu University. The items Aqian left behind might not align with his future field, but they’re enough to help him open doors in the research field. If possible, I want to use them to find him a good mentor. Aqian had his grandfather to guide him, and Ping’an needs a good teacher as well."
"You have your own arrangements then," Zheng Cuicui sighed.
Now that she was free from the pressure of the Heart Protecting Pills, Lin Xiaoguai’s mood had relaxed in the past few days. Besides daily preparing some medicinal meals and soup to bring to the hospital, she had returned to her normal routine.
When she received a call from Rui Ying, Lin Xiaoguai’s expression was quite incredulous.
On the other end, Rui Ying sounded a bit embarrassed, "I didn’t expect to encounter such an oddity."
After the Charitable Foundation scaled up in recent years, extending beyond the Capital to nearby provinces, especially in the last half of last year, the foundation began sponsoring education for children in impoverished areas.
The situation was quite simple. Among the three selected impoverished mountainous areas, one had children who would send thank-you letters every now and then after receiving support. Some idle board members and members of the foundation started corresponding with them through letters.