My Little Sweet Wife

Jiang Ruolan recognized the sedative and immediately rushed forward angrily. She snatched the syringe from the doctor's hand and threw it into the trash can next to the bed. "What are you doing? Why did she become like this, and why did you give her a sedative?!"

"Miss Jiang, we need to give her a sedative, otherwise she will go crazy and hurt herself."

"Don't tell me this! Didn't Xian Zihao tell you to stop giving her sedatives!" Jiang Ruolan asked angrily.

"This ..." The male doctor paused and said helplessly, "Mr. Xian said that, but the director said that Jia Zhenzhen's condition was not optimistic, and she had recently shown signs of going crazy. Now you are here.. We're afraid she might go crazy and run away, hurt you, or something, so ..."

The director again?

These people didn't even dare to listen to Xian Zihao's words. Although they promised on the surface, they still continued giving sedatives to Jia Zhenzhen behind his back. What was the meaning of this?

Who was in charge of this sanatorium that belonged to the Xian Family?

What director? She had met the director of this nursing home before. He was an old doctor in his late fourties.

Could it be …

Jiang Ruolan's heart skipped a beat. Did Old Man Xian tell them to do this to Jia Zhenzhen?

When the male doctor saw that Jiang Ruolan was standing there unmoving, he gestured with his eyes so that the nurse next to him continued to hold Jia Zhenzhen, who was crying in pain and fighting to the death. When she saw that he wanted to continue giving the injection, Jiang Ruolan immediately pushed him away and blocked his path.

She gritted her teeth. "What kind of doctor are you!? If you can't cure her, do you only know how to use sedatives? It's fine if you keep controlling her, but she's already been under control for more than twenty years. Is a doctor of your age already so numb to this?"

The doctor was stunned at the spot. His face flushed a little after being scolded by Jiang Ruolan. He stood there awkwardly.

"All of you, get out! Stop the injection! I'm here to watch her" Jiang Ruolan frowned and ordered in a cold voice.

"But Miss Jiang.."

"Stop calling my name, get out!" Jiang Ruolan looked at them straight in the eyes and signaled for them to leave immediately.

"If Jia Zhenzhen goes crazy, you …"

"I said it before, I will take responsibility for anything that happens! Even I am not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Jiang Ruolan glared at him.

The doctor was at a loss for words. He had no choice but to pack his things and walk out with the young nurse who did not dare to speak.

Seeing that they left without closing the door, Jiang Ruolan walked to the door. She coldly looked at the medical staff, who seemed to be peeping outside the door. They hurriedly turned around and left after being glared at by her.

Jiang Ruolan then slammed the door and looked back at Jia Zhenzhen, who was trembling on the bed. With a frown, she walked quickly and bent down to touch her hand. "Auntie Jia, don't be afraid, it's me."

Jia Zhenzhen froze in fear and continued to tremble, refusing to open her eyes. 

Jiang Ruolan felt a wave of discomfort in her heart. She gently hugged her and said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

After coaxing her for a long time, Jia Zhenzhen gradually quietened down and opened her eyes.

Jiang Ruolan finally smiled at her. She gently brushed the hair on the side of her face, saying, "Auntie Jia, you must be awake from time to time, right? Are you afraid of these people? If you told me, I would definitely help you."

Jia Zhenzhen just looked at Jiang Ruolan blankly, not saying a word. However, her eyes were still staring at her (Jiang Ruolan) face.

Jiang Ruolan couldn't help herself from hugging her (Jia Zhenzhen) again. Jia Zhenzhen didn't wet her pants, nor did she vomit, and her clothes were still clean because a nurse had washed her. She still had the scent of soap, and her hair also had a faint scent of shampoo. This ward was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant, but it was also very clean.

Jiang Ruolan hugged Jia Zhenzhen as if she was a child and patting her back lightly. "Alright, you're not afraid. You're not afraid anymore ~"

"Lan." Suddenly, Jia Zhenzhen opened her mouth and called out Jiang Ruolan's name. "Lan."

In that instant, Jiang Ruolan's tears almost came out. She lowered her head to look at Jia Zhenzhen. "Aunt Jia, you already recognize me, right? You remember my name, don't you?"

Jia Zhenzhen didn't seem to hear her words. She merely called out softly, "Lan."

"Lan."

When Jiang Ruolan stood up, Jia Zhenzhen took the pillow by her bed and hugged it tightly. She pressed her face against the pillow and shook it lightly as if she was coaxing a sleeping child, "Lan."

"Auntie Jia, Lan is here. I've grown up. I'm not the baby that you carried in a cradle before. I'm the grown-up Lan, the daughter of your good sister, Zhou Qingling. I know you're not completely crazy, you must remember something. You haven't forgotten about me. Please don't be like this. Turn around. Please turn around and look at me."

Jiang Ruolan tried to take a pillow from her, but Jia Zhenzhen screamed and tried to push her away. Jian Ruolan quickly stepped back and stared in shock at Jia Zhenzhen, who kept hugging the pillow and calling her name as if she was afraid that someone would snatch her (Jia Zhenzhen) child away.

Jiang Ruolan tried to get closer to her, but she (Jia Zhenzhen) seemed to be on guard, like a female beast guarding her child and would attack anyone that posed a danger.

Although Jiang Ruolan cared deeply about her, Jia Zhenzhen wasn't in the right mind right now, so she just stood next to the bed and did not approach. She just silently watched her and hesitated for a moment before groping her pocket. She took out the white crystal necklace she had been carrying since this morning.

This crystal necklace was given to China by the wife of the President of Brazil. It was an upscale white crystal. Under the dim light in this room, its brightness can be seen.

Jiang Ruolan held the crystal necklace in her hand. She hesitated for a moment, then walked towards the bed and gently placed it in front of Jia Zhenzhen. "Do you recognize this?"

Jia Zhenzhen's gaze was immediately drawn to the shiny object in her hand, and she suddenly turned around. Because her face was blocked by a pillow, Jiang Ruolan couldn't see her expression clearly, so she leaned to take a closer look when suddenly, hurried footsteps came from outside the door. 

Jiang Ruolan paused for a moment. She didn't have time to see Jia Zhenzhen's expression as she put the crystal necklace back in her pocket.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open. Xian Jian walked in and looked at Jiang Ruolan with a serious and cold expression. "Who told you to come here? Don't you know that you can't come near her without supervision?"

From Xian Jian's attitude, it seemed that the director had contacted him just now. However, his serious and cold expression was as if he was really afraid that Jia Zhenzhen would hurt her. It seemed he didn't know what was going on behind the scenes.

Jiang Ruolan remained calm and did not look at Jia Zhenzhen, who held the pillow tightly in the corner of the bed. She just smiled, "Dad, you also know that I have a good relationship with Yijun, and no matter what relationship we have, in my mind, he is still my brother, and Auntie Jia is just like my mother. So I can not resist myself from meeting her and accompany her."