"Give me Rong Jingyang's medical records."
Du Ruoxin arrived at the rehabilitation department and found Dr. Chen, her face cold.
Dr. Chen: "???"
Although this lady was stunningly beautiful, even more so than movie stars, his professional ethics told him that patient information could not be disclosed casually, and she was also the esteemed Master Rong of E City.
"I'm sorry..."
Before he could finish, Du Ruoxin coldly interrupted, "I am his wife, Du Ruoxin."
It wasn't that the doctor didn't recognize her; she hadn't accompanied Rong Jingyang to the hospital once since her return.
This was the first time, and under such circumstances.
Heh—
How ironic!
"If you don't believe me, do you know Feng Linwan? I can call my mother-in-law."
"Or, do you know any of Rong Jingyang's assistants? Rong Cheng? Lin Xuanyao? Fan Yinghao?"
The doctor: —
Uh, why did this beautiful woman feel like she was here with ill intentions?
Seeing the doctor's continued hesitation, Du Ruoxin took out her phone and called Rong Cheng, putting him on speaker. "Rong Cheng, I'm at the hospital and want to inquire about Rong Jingyang's condition from Dr. Chen, but Dr. Chen doesn't believe me."
At this moment, besides Rong Cheng, she didn't want to contact anyone else.
Rong Cheng: "..."
She went to the hospital?
After a slight pause, he said, "Hand the phone to Dr. Chen."
Du Ruoxin handed him her phone. "Hmm?"
The moment Dr. Chen heard Rong Cheng's voice, he immediately believed her.
"Special Assistant Rong, hello..."
After a brief exchange, they hung up.
After returning Du Ruoxin's phone, Dr. Chen brought a medical record to her. "Mrs. Rong, all the information is here. Feel free to ask if there's anything you don't understand."
Du Ruoxin flipped through it and asked, "Rong Jingyang's leg injury wasn't severe, so why hasn't it healed in over a year?"
Dr. Chen replied truthfully, "Mr. Rong didn't want to recover so quickly. He asked me to delay the treatment."
"However, Mr. Rong came to the hospital yesterday and said he wanted to be able to stand within a month."
It was the answer she expected, but hearing it firsthand still made Du Ruoxin's heart ache.
Rong Jingyang... was it really because Ai Wei agreed to go to America... that he wanted to stand up?
Du Ruoxin's face grew paler, and her heart ached more.
After quickly flipping through the medical records, she dragged her lifeless body out of the hospital.
It hurt so much...
Her heart truly ached...
Every word Ai Wei had spoken felt like a needle piercing Du Ruoxin's chest.
"Ruoxin, don't pressure Jingyang anymore."
"Aren't the lies he told you... enough?"
"Aren't the lies he told you... enough?"
This sentence, these dozen words, were like a barrage of bullet comments, invading Du Ruoxin's entire mind.
It drove her to despair.
"It's not like that..."
"It's not..."
She refused to believe it!
Rong Jingyang...
He had promised to work on their marriage with her, and she had felt him change so much compared to before.
He was no longer so cold, no longer so stone-hearted.
He would compromise for her, take care of their daughter, and spend time with her.
Everything was developing in a good direction.
But Ai Wei had told her... all the beauty, all the stirrings, were merely a cage woven by Rong Jingyang for her.
A cage named "lies," designed to strip away all her pride and dignity.
No!
She refused to believe it!
She wanted to hear it from his own lips!
Du Ruoxin tremblingly took out her phone and dialed Rong Jingyang's number.
"Ring, ring, ring—"