Chapter 347: Chapter 347 A Listener
Su He also couldn’t find the words to say to her at that moment.
She took a few steps forward, only three steps away from her, “Mimi, be good, put the knife down first.”
She couldn’t bring up Yang Jie’s matter to her right now, or she would collapse on the spot.
Given An Mi’s current mental state, things didn’t look good for Wu Xiaomin.
An Mi swallowed, her voice choking and trembling, “Sister, did Siyang find Yang Jie?”
She trusted Su He, so she would believe whatever she said.
Su He said calmly: “Yes, she’s been found. After we sort this out here, I’ll take you to see her.”
An Mi asked cautiously, “Then, was she… bullied?”
She couldn’t bring herself to say those two words.
Su He looked at her reddened eyes and felt as if her heart had been fiercely pricked.
This was also the first time she lied to her: “No, but she was a little injured and has been taken to the hospital by the police.”
“Really?”
“I’ve never lied to you.”
After saying that, she added in her heart: I’m sorry, An Mi, this time I have to break my word.
Despite An Mi’s usual docility, understanding, and staying out of trouble, everyone has their limits.
Once those limits are triggered, no matter how well-behaved they are, they will resist.
They might even take actions that are unexpected.
And now, An Mi was the prime example.
But the unspeakable words of those people still echoed in An Mi’s mind.
She already owed Yang Jie so much, if Yang Jie got hurt because of her again, she wouldn’t know how to face her.
She would never get over it in this lifetime!
Su He saw her hand beginning to loosen gradually, she reached out her hand towards her and took two steps closer.
“Come on, put down the knife.” Su He’s gaze remained locked with hers: “Mimi, Wu Xiaomin is not worth it, she will get the retribution she deserves. I promise you, she won’t ever come out again. Give the knife to me, okay?”
Su He’s words sent Wu Xiaomin plummeting into an abyss.
“But, sister, I…”
“Listen, the law will punish her for what she did. You can’t ruin yourself because of a moment’s impulsiveness.”
After saying that, Su He took the opportunity to quickly snatch the dagger from An Mi’s hand.
With her release, Wu Xiaomin quickly fled, clutching her wounded neck.
Su He then hugged An Mi, stroking her back, and soothed her: “It’s okay, it’s over now.”
Jiang Yan looked sharply at Wu Xiaomin and said in a deep voice: “Fei Yang, give her simple first aid, then hand her over to the police.”
Fei Yang complied, “Yes, Master.”
…
One hour later.
City First Hospital.
Su He originally wanted An Mi to go home first to change clothes, but she was unwilling to go under any circumstances.
So she had no choice but to bring her to the hospital first.
An Mi stood at the door of Yang Jie’s ward for a long time, not knowing why, but she didn’t have the courage to push the door open.
Although her sister said that Yang Jie was alright, for some reason, she felt oppressed in her heart, even fearful and scared.
Su He and Wan Muqi accompanied her together, the two exchanged glances but said nothing.
Just at that moment, the door to the hospital room suddenly opened.
Yang Mu looked at them and paused, startled.
When she saw the blood on An Mi’s clothes, a flicker of worry crossed her eyes: “Mimi, are you hurt?”
An Mi felt inexplicably nervous upon seeing Yang Mu, even a bit restrained. She shook her head: “Aunt Yang, I’m fine.”
Yang Mu breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing that she was fine, “That’s good. Xiao Jie is asleep; why don’t you go home and change your clothes before coming back?”
An Mi’s hands hung at her sides, clasping and unclasping repeatedly several times.
“Aunt… Aunt Yang, Xiao Jie, she…” An Mi bit her lip and asked somewhat helplessly: “Xiao Jie is not in any trouble, is she?”
Yang Mu calmly said: “Don’t worry, she’s fine, just some superficial injuries, the doctor has already treated them.”
An Mi did not distrust her sister’s words; she just wanted to confirm one more time.
Seeing that Yang Mu looked calm, Xiao Jie must be fine.
“Good girl, you go home and freshen up first, Xiao Jie won’t wake up so soon.”
“Okay, Aunt Yang, I’ll come back later.”
“Hmm, go ahead.”
Su He let Wan Muqi take An Mi home first because she needed to take care of some things at the hospital.
“You go home first, don’t think too much, understand?” She looked at An Mi and said: “I will take care of this matter.”
An Mi nodded her head.
It was only after Wan Muqi had taken An Mi away that Su He turned around and went back into Yang Jie’s hospital room.
At this moment, Yang Jie was asleep, having been given a sedative by the doctor.
Because when she was first brought to the hospital, she was in a very agitated state.
Su He felt very distressed seeing Yang Mu, who was in tears.
“Aunt Yang, thank you for earlier,” Su He said.
She knew that in front of An Mi she had been trying very hard to hold back, not allowing herself to cry.
Yang Mu looked at her unconscious daughter, her eyes filled with pain.
When she and her husband received the call and rushed to the hospital, upon seeing their daughter covered in injuries, they were completely devastated.
“What did our Xiao Jie do wrong to deserve such repeated punishment from the heavens!” Yang Mu covered her chest, holding back her sobs, “She is still so young, why should she undergo these painful experiences?”
“We finally got her back to her former cheerful and smiling self, but now…”
Yang Mu could not finish her sentence.
Su He walked over and patted her on the back, at a loss for words to comfort her.
“Aunt Yang, on behalf of An Mi and myself, as well as Xiao Jie, I apologize.”
This incident, although not the outcome she wanted to see, had already happened, and they could only face it.
Yang Mu said: “Dr. Su, you don’t need to apologize to us. This matter has nothing to do with you or An Mi; blame those with filthy minds!”
Listening to Yang Mu’s words, a flash of surprise crossed Su He’s eyes.
At the same time, she felt even more distressed.
If she already felt this distressed, if An Mi were to know the truth, she feared that…
Actually, Yang Jie’s accident was all because of her relationship with An Mi. If Yang Jie did not know An Mi, perhaps she would not have had to suffer like this.
Most people would probably think this way.
But Yang Mu, from start to finish, never said such words and even agreed to cooperate with her and keep it a secret from An Mi.
“Aunt Yang, actually this incident…”
She hadn’t finished speaking when Yang Mu interrupted her: “Dr. Su, I know what you want to say. Do you know, Xiao Jie has been quiet since she was young. We took her to see doctors and had her checked, but there were no problems. However, after she started school, she still didn’t like to socialize with her classmates and remained quiet. We asked her why, and she said her classmates would always mock and bully her just because she was quiet. She actually isn’t unwilling to talk; she’s just been a quiet person since she was little, and that’s partly our fault as her parents. When we were younger, we were always busy with work and neglected her, so she spent a lot of time with the nanny at home.”
“And then it led to her becoming quieter and quieter. Her father and I also realized the seriousness of the problem, but by that time, it was already too late. The doctors said that if it continued like this, she would become more and more reclusive. Given her personality, she would be ostracized no matter where she went, and she might even end up suffering from depression. The doctors also suggested that we persuade her more, encouraging her to take initiative in making friends with classmates. But no matter how much her father and I talked, it was of no use.”
It wasn’t until she started junior high that she met An Mi, who became one of her friends. Since then, her father and I noticed that Xiao Jie’s disposition seemed more and more cheerful. She was happier when she came home and would even start conversations with us. An Mi was the person she talked about the most at home.”
Su He was unaware of these things mentioned by Aunt Yang.
Aunt Yang looked at her and said, “So, the argument that if Xiao Jie didn’t meet An Mi, she wouldn’t have to suffer like this doesn’t exist. In fact, without An Mi, we as her parents might have lost our daughter by now.”
Aunt Yang sighed heavily: “We don’t resent anyone for what she is now enduring; we can only say that Xiao Jie is just unfortunate.”
Su He: “Aunt Yang, don’t worry, we won’t let anyone who hurt Xiao Jie get away with it. Moreover, if you need any help later on, please just tell me. After Xiao Jie wakes up, I will have a talk with her. You and Uncle Yang should take care of yourselves and try not to overthink it; being in good spirits yourselves would also be a form of support for Xiao Jie.”
After Su He left the ward, she felt very heavy-hearted.
Just as she walked a few steps along the corridor of the ward, she saw Jiang Yan standing not far away.
Jiang Yan hadn’t come to the hospital with them; instead, he had made a trip to the police station.
She leaned gently into his embrace, and he held her, stroking her head.
“What’s wrong?” the man asked.
Su He sighed and said, “I can hardly bear this suffocating feeling, let alone An Mi. She and Yang Jie were so close. An Mi already felt guilty towards Yang Jie because of that car accident, and now with what happened today, I don’t know what she might do if she found out. She might live with this guilt for the rest of her life.”
Moreover, she admired Aunt Yang’s attitude.
Jiang Yan: “No one wants to see this kind of thing happen. All we can do is our utmost to help Yang Jie get through this tough time.”
Su He looked up at him and asked, “What did the police say?”
Jiang Yan: “They have solid evidence of the crime, but the people from the Wu Family are trying to protect Wu Xiaomin, so the case will be transferred to the judicial department for processing. But rest assured, none of them will escape!”
Around seven o’clock in the evening.
Yang Jie woke up.
After she woke up, she just kept staring at the ceiling, unresponsive to anyone calling her.
She didn’t cry or make a scene; she was remarkably quiet.
As soon as she woke up, Father Yang and Aunt Yang called the doctor.
After examining her, the doctor found no major issues.
At the door of the ward.
The doctor said to Father Yang, “Mr. Yang, your daughter’s injuries are not serious, but the biggest problem right now is psychological.”
When Yang Jie was brought to the hospital, her clothes were torn and ragged, and her body bore various scars. As a doctor, one glance was enough to know what had happened.
After giving some instructions, the doctor left.
Father Yang felt very downhearted, seeming to have aged several years all at once.
“Xiao Jie, will you talk to mom, please?” Aunt Yang sat by the bed, holding her hand, constantly speaking to her: “Don’t scare mom and dad, if you feel uncomfortable somewhere, will you tell mom, please?”
But no matter what she said, Yang Jie showed no response at all.
If it weren’t for her breathing, Aunt Yang would have doubted whether she was still alive.
After a long while, she finally moved her eyes.
Her beautiful eyes had lost their color, appearing somewhat vacant.
When she looked at Aunt Yang, her voice was hoarse as she spoke.
“Mom, where’s Mimi?”
Father Yang and Aunt Yang hadn’t expected that her first words would be about An Mi.
Aunt Yang, moved to tears upon seeing her willing to speak, said, “Mimi came to see you, but you were asleep at the time. She was all dirty, not in a good state, so I told her to go home and change clothes first.”
“She… she’s okay, right?” Yang Jie asked again.
Aunt Yang stroked her face and replied, “Yes, she’s fine, don’t worry.”
Yang Jie murmured with a vacant look in her eyes, “It’s good that there’s nothing wrong.”
“Mom, Dad, I want to sleep a little longer. You don’t have to stay with me, I’m fine.”
After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes.
Yang Mu and Father Yang exchanged glances.
They wanted to say more, but seeing her like this, it was clear she didn’t want to talk anymore.
Half an hour later, Su He arrived.
After hearing from the hospital doctors that Yang Jie had woken up, she came right over.
An Mi is currently at Moon Gift Villa, where Wan Muqi had given her some sleep-inducing medicine to help her sleep.
In this situation, it was clearly inappropriate for An Mi and Yang Jie to see each other.
“Dr. Su, why have you come so late?” Father Yang asked.
After Su He entered, she glanced at Yang Jie lying on the hospital bed with her eyes closed.
“Uncle Yang, I heard from Dr. Liu that Xiao Jie woke up, is that right?”
Father Yang looked at his daughter on the bed, sighed, and said with a distressed and helpless expression: “She’s awake, but she doesn’t want to talk or eat. Her mother just went back to make her some food, afraid she might get hungry later.”
Su He said, “Uncle Yang, could you let me talk to Xiao Jie alone?”
Father Yang heard this and nodded his head.
Only after Father Yang left did Yang Jie open her eyes.
And Su He took a seat next to her.
“Su He,” Yang Jie called out.
Su He looked at her with a very gentle gaze; in her eyes, Yang Jie was like a little sister, just like An Mi.
She raised her hand and placed it on the back of hers, gently patting it.
“Xiao Jie, I know you’re feeling very upset right now, but would you trust me and be willing to talk about your thoughts?” Su He asked.
Yang Jie’s eyes brimmed with tears, but she tried hard not to let them fall.
She nodded her head.
Although Su He had not known Yang Jie for long, through their two years of acquaintance, she knew that this girl’s thoughts were very simple and pure, even simpler than An Mi’s, and she had an even more obedient nature.
An Mi might seem obedient, but she has a rebellious heart inside, and she has her own ideas about things, never influenced by others.
Su He didn’t want her to be trapped by this incident; she knew that this matter was something that anyone would find hard to accept at the moment.
But for a sensitive girl like Yang Jie, keeping such things to herself, bottled up inside, was very dangerous.
She needed an outlet, or one might say, a listener.
In the past, she might have talked to An Mi, but now, she could only turn to someone else.
And at the moment, the most suitable person was herself.
“…”
Half an hour later.
Su He finally came out of the ward.
Father Yang had been standing guard at the door of the ward, not daring to leave even for a moment.
As soon as Father Yang saw her coming out, he immediately asked, “Dr. Su, how is Xiao Jie?”
Su He said, “Uncle Yang, don’t worry, Xiao Jie is fine, she said she’s hungry.”
“Really?”
Father Yang, who had been worried all day, finally had a trace of a smile on his face.