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Shen Qingyou obviously breathed a sigh of relief. With her parents' savings combined with her and Yuan Mufang's savings, they still had two hundred thousand. It seemed she needed to find a job.
When Shen Qingyou left the house, she didn't take much money with her. When she was handling the hospitalization procedures, she only paid a few thousand as a symbolic gesture. By the time she was assigned to a hospital room, it was already dusk. "Honey is looking for you, honey is looking for you..." The crisp ringtone suddenly reminded her that Yuan Mufang had finished work and must have called to check on her since he couldn't find her at home.
"Wife, where are you? I'm starving! Why haven't you made dinner yet?" On the other end of the line, Yuan Mufang was unaware of everything Shen Qingyou had experienced today and was acting as usual, teasing her in their playful manner.
Suddenly feeling a lump in her throat, Shen Qingyou fought back tears. The unusual tone from Yuan Mufang made him drop his playful demeanor and ask nervously, "Wife, what's wrong? Talk to me, where are you? I'll come pick you up..."
"I... I'm at the hospital..."
"At the hospital? Which hospital? What happened?" Yuan Mufang fired off several questions in one breath. Everything had seemed fine this morning; how did she suddenly end up in the hospital?
"Dad he..."
"Dad?" Upon hearing it wasn't about Shen Qingyou, Yuan Mufang felt a weight lift off his chest. Hearing Serene crying on the phone scared him; he was truly afraid that something had happened to her.
"Don't worry, I'll come get you both..." After saying that, Yuan Mufang hung up the phone, disregarding his hunger as he hurriedly drove to the hospital. The red Volkswagen was quickly swallowed by the heavy traffic. Since it was rush hour, by the time he arrived at the hospital, there were hardly any people left. In the spacious lobby, he spotted Shen Qingyou. "Serene..."
Seeing Yuan Mufang’s figure made Shen Qingyou’s hard-earned tears fall again. "Dad, Mom..."
Yuan Mufang called out to Father Shen and Mother Shen, then wrapped his arms around Shen Qingyou's shoulders. "It's okay, don't cry. We'll talk about everything when we get home. Don't worry; I've got this!"
Those words were like a drowning person grasping a life-saving straw and seeing a glimmer of hope. Yes, there was still Yuan Mufang. For the past ten years, he had always been by her side, shielding her from storms; this time would be no different.
The palm held by Yuan Mufang's broad hand gradually became warm. Glancing sideways at the ruggedly handsome man beside her, Shen Qingyou's anxious heart slowly began to settle.
The dazzling neon lights concealed all the sorrows of this city. Because of love, one could be strong. However, Shen Qingyou never dreamed that this diagnosis would completely shatter her previous stability, leading her to experience a long and unforgettable period in her life.
It was not until Father Shen fell into a deep sleep that Shen Qingyou drove back home with Yuan Mufang. In fact, Father Shen and Mother Shen had always kept a room for them, but Yuan Mufang was unwilling. He was a typical northern man, stubborn in his own way.
"Yuan Mufang, can you take a day off this Monday?"
Shen Qingyou's tone seemed to carry a hint of pleading. She was very afraid—afraid that Yuan Mufang would refuse. She knew that he was someone deeply committed to his career; even when sick, he would never take a day off. Coming from an ordinary farming family, he worked harder than anyone else.
"You still haven't told me what happened," Yuan Mufang said, gripping the steering wheel with his left hand while tightly holding Shen Qingyou's hand with his right.
"My dad has stomach cancer. He has surgery on Monday!"
Suddenly hitting the brakes, Yuan Mufang glanced apologetically at Shen Qingyou, who had lurched forward. "I'm sorry!"
"It's fine. You were startled; it shows you care!"
Shen Qingyou offered a weak smile, the first smile she had shown since learning about her father's illness. Yuan Mufang felt reassured by her reaction; at least her parents had not treated him poorly as a son-in-law.
However, Yuan Mufang's heart was troubled. Cancer is an expensive disease and a long battle; he wondered if his father-in-law and mother-in-law had the financial means to cope with it.
"The doctor said the surgery will cost about two hundred thousand. Yuan Mufang, I want to..."
“Serene, stop it. I'm driving right now. We can talk when I get home, okay?”
Yuan Mufang's sharp eyebrows furrowed tightly, and the atmosphere in the car suddenly became tense. Shen Qingyou wisely kept her mouth shut, but regardless of Yuan Mufang's agreement or not, she had already made up her mind. Her father raised her and nurtured her; she had the obligation and responsibility to treat him. She was willing to give everything for it.
Upon returning home, Yuan Mufang irritably tugged at his tie, thinking they had just begun to enjoy good days together, only to be faced with this unfortunate situation again. Shen Qingyou sat silently on the sofa, her expression also frustrating.
“Yuan Mufang, whether you agree or not, that two hundred thousand is mine!”
Her determined tone left no room for negotiation. The two hundred thousand Shen Qingyou mentioned was the baby fund they had saved for their child, and it was currently their only savings.
The tension in the air instantly froze. Yuan Mufang's face darkened, his brows knitted tightly as anger gradually surged within him, nearing an explosion...
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