My Little Sweet Wife

Jiang Ruolan's eyes lit up. "Can we take her away successfully? Can it go smoothly?"

Xian Zihao chuckled and patted her head, "Don't worry, I will help you bring her home safely. Why are there so many questions? You have to concentrate on taking care of your health and our baby."

"What I meant was --"

He pulled the blanket over her body and said, "All right, you don't have to explain it anymore. Eat the apple!"

Xian Zihao slightly raised his good-looking brows, and there was a look of indulgence and heartache on his face.

Jiang Ruolan smiled and didn't continue to make things difficult for him.

***

The next day.

Since there were only two first-class seats left on the flight back, Xian Zihao arranged for Jia Zhenzhen to stay in first-class and told the flight attendant to take care of the patient.

And since Xian Jian was in the first class with other officials, Xian Zihao arranged for Jiang Ruolan to sit in the economy class to prevent her from getting airsick.

After flying for more than ten hours, they finally arrived at H City and just got off the plane. Although Jiang Ruolan was a little tired, she had treated herself well yesterday, so she was still in good condition. Seeing Jia Zhenzhen sitting quietly in her wheelchair, with dull eyes, without words, she bent down from time to time, smiling as she told her some exciting news about H City that she had heard over the last few years.

Jia Zhenzhen's eyes were still glassy. As long as Xian Jian didn't approach her, she will always be in a daze, as if she was not there. When Xian Jian approached her, Jia Zhenzhen would immediately scream, and her scream frightened most of the passengers on the plane. Fortunately, Jiang Ruolan and Xian Zihao were there to comfort her in time.

Actually, Xian Jia was only there to see her, but before he could get close, Jia Zhenzhen's reaction was already so huge.

Therefore, Xian Jian had walked more than a dozen meters ahead of them due to his anger. He had lost a lot of his face because of Jia Zhenzhen.

At this moment, Xian Jian's slightly dissatisfied voice came from the front, "Zihao, you insisted on bringing her back to this country. If something happened, don't expect me to help you!"

"I can't give them a complete explanation of her return. There are only a few large-scale sanatoriums in H City and countless private sanatoriums. If you need help in this area, you can find Uncle Wu. He has a pretty good reputation at the hospital, and he also has a lot of friends in all the sanatoriums in the city. You can find him for this."

With that, Xian Jian put his hat on his head and walked out of the airport lobby without looking back. He didn't even look at Jia Zhenzhen.

Xian Zihao, on the other hand, did not intend to find Uncle Wu because of this. As Jia Zhenzhen's return was somewhat secretive and they had to hide it from Jiang Yijun for a while, Jiang Ruolan wanted him to find a place with a better environment, even though the place was far away. She wanted that place safe like the outskirts of Boston. 

Xian Zihao smiled upon hearing this and immediately called his friend.

The sanatorium they arranged for Jia Zhenzhen was a private sanatorium with a quiet environment close to the suburbs. The director of the sanatorium was Xian Zihao's friend. He was in his late thirties, loyal, and had a strict mouth.

Jia Zhenzhen's body was very healthy, and her head was not injured. Only four of her limbs were not flexible enough due to the sedative she had received all these past years, but she was able to recover slowly. She did not lose her speech function completely but just because she had been silent for a long time, her nerves were a little weak, so it was difficult for her to speak.

But when doctors examined her brain, they didn't find any disease, and the madness can only be extrapolated temporarily into hysteria, but there was no convincing evidence.

Jia Zhenzhen's brain had never been injured before, nor had any disease been detected. So what caused her to go crazy so many years ago? And why was she locked up in the United States for more than twenty years?

Was it because of separation from her son? However, if Jia Zhenzhen was not crazy, she will not be sent to America, nor will she be separated from Jiang Yijun. Jiang Ruolan immediately dismissed this possibility, but at the same time, she could not think of any other reason.

The director of this sanitarium said that he would find out the real cause of Jia Zhenzhen's illness as soon as possible, and unless it was needed, he would not give her sedatives.

On the way back home, Jiang Ruolan was so tired that she didn't want to say a word. Xian Zihao patiently fastened her seat belt, stroked her hair, and then focused on driving back to Xian Residence.

As she got out of the car, Jiang Ruolan suddenly saw Jiang Yijun, who had just come out of the house with some work documents in his hand and a cold expression on his face. Jiang Yijun had just walked out and stopped when he saw her.

When Jiang Ruolan saw Jiang Yijun, she was stunned for a moment. His neat and expensive suit was not as casual as his usual and he looked more mature. She couldn't help but smile as she sized up his clothes. "Brat, are you going to work?"

Before she got out of the car, she was talking to Xian Zihao. Her face was filled with a natural smile. Seeing her smile happily, Jiang Yijun's grip on the document tightened a bit.

"Has your job been decided?" Seeing that he didn't answer, Jiang Ruolan continued to ask with a smile.

"Yijun's comprehension ability is not bad, he has yet to pass the civil servant exam, but grandfather wanted him to train first, so he didn't follow the normal rules. He first worked as a research assistant at the Bureau of Lands and was also a member of the leadership team. His influences are a little low, but he can be promoted after a while."

Jiang Yijun didn't say anything. Jiang Ruolan listened to Xian Zihao's explanation before she turned to see his (Jiang Yijun) expression. She knew that he might have something important to do when he rushed out.

"Yijun has never been in contact with politics before. In terms of behavior, I know he has a strong understanding. I never thought that he would be a research director in a very important place like the Bureau of Lands. It looks like his future is going to be prosperous!"

It had been a long time since Jiang Rulan had seen Jiang Yijun smile at her. The bright and modest boy, who likes to hug her and say that she was beautiful, always says that she will not get married when she is old, had changed. Jiang Yijun hadn't been smiling at her for a long time.

"Your bureau chief wants to see you?" Xian Zihao asked.

Jiang Yijun shifted his gaze away from Jiang Ruolan. He glanced at Xian Zihao, who had a gentle smile on his face, and nodded his (Jiang Yijun) head in tacit agreement.

Seeing that Jiang Yijun was quite busy, Jiang Ruolan didn't want to interrupt his work. She turned to Xian Zihao and said, "Zihao, you have already spent your twenty days abroad, there should be some things you have to finish in Xian Group, right? Don't worry about me, I will rest at Xian Residence and if I want to go back to Greenville Residence, I will take a taxi. I noticed there are quite a few taxis passing by on the way here recently."

At this moment, Jiang Ruolan suddenly realized something. The two of them happened to be blocking Jiang Yijun's path on the door. She directly took a step back obediently and raised her eyes to look at him.

Xian Zihao suddenly patted Jiang Ruolan's hands lightly, "Wait here for a moment, I have something to say to Yijun."

With that, he turned around and walked out of the door. Jiang Yijun didn't have much of an expression on his face. He didn't look at Jiang Ruolan anymore and slowly followed Xian Zihao out.