Chapter 151: Maternal Grandmother
Next to Xie He, there was a bald little girl with bright eyes looking at the teddy bear: “Sister Xiao He, can I touch it? I wanted one too, but Mom said this brand’s teddy bear costs ten thousand yuan, and she can’t afford it.”
Xie He’s slightly rounded peach blossom eyes blinked lightly. She looked down at the doll in her hand, feeling its texture was very nice, soft like a cloud when pinched—a particularly exquisite Strawberry Bear with a strawberry hair clip on top embedded with several glass diamonds.
She looked down again, originally thinking it was just an ordinary teddy bear doll, but unexpectedly the price was ten thousand!
Xie He knew ten thousand was a lot, enough for her to do several rounds of chemotherapy, buy a box of the special medicine she needed. To save up ten thousand, her brother would have to work a whole month. She hadn’t expected Sister Ning to give her such an expensive gift without her noticing.
Her nose tingled sourly.
Now she suddenly really wanted to see Sister Ning again.
But why hadn’t her condition gotten better yet.
She handed the doll in her hand to the little girl and said very softly: “Then you play with it, but don’t break it for me. This is my favorite gift.”
The hospital room door behind her was pushed open, and a sobbing voice came: “Are you Xie He?”
Xie He turned her head and saw an old lady dressed richly, well-maintained and looking young, with all black hair, appearing to be in her fifties.
Xie He looked at her vigilantly, keeping her mouth shut without speaking.
The children in the hospital room saw a bunch of strangers come in, followed by several black-suited bodyguards, nearly filling the entire hospital room front and back.
They all shrank into the corner in fear.
Only Xie He stood in place without moving.
Old Mrs. Meng saw Xie He not responding, so she continued asking: “Is Xie Jingyan your brother?”
Xie He bit her lip, recalling her brother’s last instruction to her: to hide it from Sister Ning, he had given a fake name, and no matter who asked, she couldn’t reveal her brother’s real name.
Xie He felt a bit conflicted. She furrowed her little brows, knowing lying was wrong, but for her brother, Xie He gritted her teeth and firmly denied: “No! My brother isn’t called Xie Jingyan.”
Old Mrs. Meng’s breathing hitched. Clearly Xie He’s eyebrows and eyes resembled Meng Qing somewhat—so much like her daughter, how could it not be?
Xie He continued: “My name is Meng He, and my brother is called Meng Jing. He’s not whatever Xie Jingyan you mentioned.”
She sniffled, feeling a bit upset inside.
Because she had lied.
She was a bad child.
Old Mrs. Meng swayed upon hearing this…
Meng Jing…
Meng Jing!
That was her grandson.
Old Mrs. Meng’s eyes brimmed with hot tears, her heart already confirmed.
“Then you…”
Xie He jolted and quickly said: “My name is Meng He. We don’t have the surname Xie.”
“That’s not what I’m asking.” Old Mrs. Meng gently wiped the tear from the corner of her eye with her fingertip: “I want to ask if your mother is called Meng Qing?”
Confusion emerged in Xie He’s eyes. She really didn’t know her mother’s name.
Because Dad handled all the parent-teacher meetings and signings. Mom, aside from normal work commutes, rarely appeared at her school, so even now she didn’t know Mom’s surname.
Most of the time Dad called Mom “wife,” and occasionally when Mom was angry, he called her “Duoyun,” then Mom couldn’t help but laugh.
Grandmother called Mom “Xiao Yun,” and Mom didn’t refute, just smiled and agreed.
“Is she called Meng Qing?”
Old Mrs. Meng saw Xie He not speaking and couldn’t hold back from repeating it.
Perhaps because of her urgent desire to know, her voice got louder, startling Xie He.
She shrank back a step, bit her lip, shook her head, and stayed silent.
“Xiao He… tell me quickly, your mom…”
Before Old Mrs. Meng could finish, she was pushed aside by someone bursting in from behind.
She stumbled and nearly fell, but a bodyguard quickly supported her, preventing the fall. Old Mrs. Meng looked up in lingering shock and saw an old lady already standing in front of Xie He.
She protectively shielded Xie He behind her, glaring angrily at them: “Who are you people! My granddaughter is still ill and can’t stand you scaring her like this.”
Old Mrs. Meng realized she had been misunderstood.
She quickly explained: “Elder sister, listen to me explain. I have no malice. Your granddaughter might be my granddaughter. My daughter is Meng Qing.”
Upon hearing the name Meng Qing.
Old Mrs. Xie’s cloudy eyes suddenly widened, then she grabbed the broom by the bedside and started chasing them out: “I don’t care who you are. We don’t know Meng Qing either. If you dare harass my little He again, don’t blame me for not being polite! Little He has no other loved ones besides me and her brother!”
The bodyguards immediately stood in front of Old Mrs. Meng, but due to orders, they didn’t dare harm the fierce old lady and could only protect Old Mrs. Meng as they retreated.
Seeing them leave, Old Mrs. Xie immediately slammed the hospital room door shut and locked it, ignoring the knocking outside no matter how hard they tried.
Sui Qingshan, alerted by the nurse about the commotion in front of the hospital room and someone causing trouble, hurried over.
His expression was serious: “The hospital prohibits disturbances. Please follow the hospital rules and regulations. If there’s something, we can discuss it in the office. Don’t affect the patients’ rest, lest it worsen their condition.”
Old Mrs. Meng immediately didn’t dare to make another sound upon hearing that it might affect Xie He’s condition.
Seeing that Old Mrs. Xie refused to open the door no matter what, she had many questions she hadn’t asked yet.
For example, why was there only her and Grandmother in the hospital? Where were her father and mother?
For example, was her mother called Meng Qing?
For example, could she go with her to do a paternity test?
She wanted to confirm if this was the Meng Family’s child.
But all of this was blocked outside by a door.
Old Mrs. Meng’s thousand words turned into a sigh. She looked at Sui Qingshan, her gaze sweeping over his gentle and refined face, suddenly feeling it somewhat familiar.
She uncertainly asked: “Is your father Sui Mao?”
Sui Qingshan raised his eyebrows in surprise: “You know my father?”
Old Mrs. Meng revealed a smile: “I met him once twenty years ago. You look very much like your father. I have no malice. I am from the Meng Family of the north gate in the Capital City.” She pursed her lips: “Would it be convenient for you to tell me about Xie He’s condition? She is my granddaughter. I am very worried about her.”
Sui Qingshan shook his head and refused: “Sorry, Old Mrs. Meng. Without the family’s consent, the hospital cannot privately disclose a patient’s condition. If you want to know, you should first seek Xie He’s opinion.”
Old Mrs. Meng was speechless.
Thinking of Xie He’s cautious and fearful gaze.
Her heart suddenly ached.
Her Qing Qing, where on earth was she?
She knew she was wrong.
She now only wanted to obtain her daughter’s forgiveness.
She had truly done wrong.
Old Mrs. Meng suddenly seemed to age a dozen years, her face full of exhaustion.
She sighed: “I understand. From now on, I will come to the hospital every day to accompany Xiao He. She is our Meng Family’s child.”
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