"What are you saying? What do you mean I can't get pregnant? I'm still young, I..." Zhan Jiayi said, then suddenly realized something and asked, "Are you hiding something from me? My physical condition, what exactly is wrong with me?"
Xie Zhendong avoided her gaze and said, looking elsewhere, "The doctor said your miscarriage this time injured your uterus, making it difficult for you to conceive again."
Zhan Jiayi shook her head in disbelief, "No, that's impossible..."
"Yes, that's what the doctor said. But I'll take you to see better doctors. It's not a hundred percent certain, maybe you can still get pregnant." Xie Zhendong tried to comfort her, seeing that she couldn't accept it.
The wound in Zhan Jiayi's heart, which had been slowly healing, was torn open again, bleeding incessantly. She felt an unspeakable hatred.
Yang Shasha! It was all her fault!
She would never let that vicious woman go!
Zhan Jiayi suppressed her heartache and said, "Yes, Zhendong, thank you. I'll never be able to have children again, and you don't even dislike me."
Xie Zhendong sighed and hugged her, "Silly girl, I told you I'm not that kind of person. You are the only woman I've ever loved."
Zhan Jiayi leaned into his embrace and hummed.
Xie Zhendong continued, "That's why I've brought over Shasha's custody. Jie Jie's custody is under my name. From now on, we will raise him together and cultivate him into an excellent heir. This can also compensate for your regret of not having children. Are you willing to take care of this child?"
Zhan Jiayi gritted her teeth and agreed in her heart with hatred, but said softly, "Yes, of course, I am. I've been longing to have a child."
"I'm glad you're willing. I'll be at ease leaving Jie Jie to you from now on," Xie Zhendong said with concern. "Our Xie family's lineage is getting thinner with each generation. Jie Jie is now the sole heir of the Xie family, and there can't be any more mishaps."
"I know," Zhan Jiayi understood his meaning completely. "I will treat him as my own child and ensure he grows up to be sensible and outstanding."
"Good, good, I know you can do it."
Zhan Jiayi thought to herself that Yang Shasha's visit to the group today was precisely about giving up custody.
This wicked woman had caused her to lose her child and her fertility, so of course, she would snatch this woman's child.
She wanted Yang Shasha to experience the pain of her own son not recognizing her and hating her. Yang Shasha would suffer a soul-crushing pain.
Zhan Jiayi seemed to have recovered and said, "Then I need to get acquainted with that little fellow first. When can I see the child?"
Xie Zhendong thought for a moment and said, "In three days, I'll have someone send the child to you. You can build a relationship with him first. When we move to the Xie family mansion, you'll be able to get along well."
"So soon? But can the wife of Qining bear to part with her child?" Zhan Jiayi asked, feigning concern.
Xie Zhendong smiled and said, "Didn't she marry Qining for the Xie family's wealth? Now that her son can become the sole heir, of course, she's willing to give up custody."
Zhan Jiayi scoffed, "What kind of mother is like that? If it were me, I would never give up custody."
"You are not the same as her," Xie Zhendong had already made that judgment.
Actors are heartless. What sincerity could a woman like Yang Shasha have?
Zhan Jiayi asked again, "Then she still lives in the Xie family mansion. It doesn't matter if she has custody or not, she can always see her child."
"I've thought about that too," Xie Zhendong said. "I've given her a house and asked her to move into it. From now on, she will have no connection with our Xie family."
Zhan Jiayi felt a sense of satisfaction and said, "A mother who can give up custody for fame and fortune doesn't deserve to be by her child's side. It's good that she's kept away from the Xie family."
"Now you can rest assured, and we can raise Jie Jie properly. From now on, you and Jie Jie are the most important people to me," Xie Zhendong hugged her tightly.
Zhan Jiayi thought that as long as Yang Shasha's child was in her hands, she would find ways to get revenge on that woman!
...
"Feng Rou, take your medicine," a nurse came into the intensive care unit with a plate of pills.
Feng Rou's eyes turned blankly towards the nurse. Before the nurse could give her the medicine, she opened her mouth on her own.
The nurse put the pills into her mouth and had her drink a glass of water.
She knew that normal people, after taking these pills, would become disoriented and hallucinate.
But she had no choice but to take them. If she resisted and didn't eat the medicine properly, the nurses here would use force on her and make her take it.
As long as she was confined here, nothing she did would be of any use.
Her consciousness gradually blurred, and she felt a sense of excitement, as if she were floating.
She started talking to herself and dancing in the ward, in a state of confusion.
At that moment, someone opened the ward door and called her name, "Feng Rou, someone is here to pick you up for discharge."
But she seemed not to hear, still spinning around.
Two nurses pulled her out directly and brought her to Feng Yan, saying, "Mr. Feng, your sister has not fully recovered yet. Are you sure you want to take her home?"
"Yes, I want to take her," Feng Yan was heartbroken to see his sister become truly insane after only two or three months here.
The nurse said, "Alright, then you can complete the discharge procedures. Remember to take the medicine with you later. She needs medication to control her episodes."
"I know," Feng Yan knew that Feng Rou did not have any mental illness.
He had been threatened by Xie Zhendong and forced to publicly admit that Feng Rou had a mental illness.
Now that Xie Zhendong had asked him to pick Feng Rou up for discharge, he was eager to take her home as if he had received a great pardon.
After completing the discharge procedures and collecting the medicine, he asked the driver waiting at the door to help him get Feng Rou into the car.
In the car, Feng Rou had not yet regained consciousness.
He quickly took out the divorce agreement given to him by Xie Zhendong, placed the pen in Feng Rou's hand, and coaxed her gently, "Rou'er, quickly sign this. Once you sign, I can take you home."
"Home? I want to go home!" Feng Rou seemed to wake up, stopped humming and waving her arms, and looked at him with vacant eyes, calling out, "Brother."
Feng Yan felt a pang in his heart, but still coaxed her, "Sign it, and you can go home."
"Okay, okay," Feng Rou gripped the pen, not knowing where to sign.
Feng Yan pointed to the signature area and said, "Sign here."
Feng Rou smiled, still in a dazed state, and signed her name as Feng Yan instructed.
Feng Yan breathed a sigh of relief, having completed what he needed to do. He put away the divorce agreement, thinking he would have someone deliver it to Xie Zhendong once they got home.
...
Feng Rou felt as if she had slept for a very long time. When she woke up, her head was still a little dizzy.
She opened her eyes and looked at her surroundings, finding them familiar and warm. To her surprise, she realized it was her room before she was married.