Jiang Dongling was trying to do a good deed, finding a school for those two children. When did he become a child trafficker? Jiang Dongling was furious, but these people thought he was a scammer, which made him even angrier. With no other choice and fearing for Cheng Jing’s safety, he could only suppress his anger, protectively hold Guo’er, and run back to where the car was parked.
Just as he was about to close the car door, a small stone dropped through the car’s seam and hit his forehead hard. Jiang Dongling coldly glared at the approaching crowd and quickly stepped on the gas. As the car started, a brave villager ran over and dug a hole in the car’s rear with a hoe.
Jiang Dongling’s hand on the steering wheel was tense, his face full of murderous intent. Suddenly slapped on the forehead, Jiang Dongling’s murderous intent froze and dissipated.
He nervously turned to look at Cheng Jing, “Guo’er, why did you hit me?”
“Because you deserve it!” Cheng Jing commanded, “Stop the car.”
Jiang Dongling’s heart tightened, and he instinctively slammed on the brakes.
Cheng Jing ignored him and turned to look behind the car, relieved to see no one chasing after them.
She took a deep breath and grabbed the headrest from behind, smashing it directly into his face, starting to fight.
Jiang Dongling was stunned for a moment, reflexively raising his hand to block, but seeing her eyes turning red with anger, he quickly lowered his hand and didn’t dare to move.
He thought he had messed something up and made her angry, so he closed his eyes and tilted his face up, letting her hit him.
It was originally his fault, and he even caused her to be chased by those troublemakers.
“Do you know you were wrong?”
Cheng Jing’s breathing was rapid as she threw the headrest onto the back seat, giving him a sharp glance.
“I know,” Jiang Dongling admitted his mistake. His hair was a mess from her beating.
After admitting his fault, he curved his lips into a smile and leaned in tentatively, wanting to hug her: “Guoer, it was all my fault. If you’re still angry, you can hit me again, okay?”
“Stay away from me,” Chen Jing frowned and pushed him away. “Tell me, what were you trying to do just now?”
“Guoer is so smart, guessing it right away,” Jiang Dongling smiled slightly, not minding being pushed away, and tried to hold her hand again.
Chen Jing’s slightly diminished anger rose again. She pursed her lips and asked: “Jiang Dongling, is this the good deed you promised me?”
Seeing her truly angry, Jiang Dongling also restrained his smile and softly said, “Sorry.”
Chen Jing’s face was cold: “Tell me honestly, what did you want to do?”
“Take them to school,” Jiang Dongling carefully observed her expression, beginning to understand, “You also think I’m a human trafficker like those others?”
“Isn’t that the case?” Chen Jing, who hated human traffickers the most, said, “Li Mu offended you, not his child. Moreover, they have an elderly person at home.”
Jiang Dongling’s face instantly darkened, looking at her with cold eyes for the first time.
Chen Jing was stunned, feeling a bit intimidated by his gaze.
But Jiang Dongling quickly smiled again, reaching out to tuck her stray hair behind her ear: “So, in Guoer’s heart, I’m less important than a group of strangers.”
Chen Jing felt uneasy, “What do you mean?”
“I’ll say it again, I just wanted to take those two to school,” Jiang Dongling took out his military officer’s ID and other credentials, softly saying: “I was going to show them these, but they were not cooperative.”
Chen Jing calmed down, thinking carefully. Jiang Dongling’s attitude had been friendly throughout, and he didn’t seem like he was seeking revenge. But…
“Why did you say Li Mu is your enemy?”
“Shh—” Jiang Dongling suddenly covered her lips, his expression soft, his voice low, yet inexplicably chilling: “Don’t speak. Mention anyone else, and I’ll get angry.”
Chen Jing sat up, half-leaning against the headboard, her expression calm, “First, before discussing any deal, I hope you can explain things clearly. Like who Yin Xi is, why he likes me, what illness he has, why he can be cured only with my company, and who you people are?”
Chen Jing threw out all her questions, then smiled: “After you explain everything clearly, I’ll consider whether to discuss the deal you mentioned.”
“I suggest Miss Chen listen to what the deal is first,” Yin’s mother frowned, clearly avoiding the topic.
“Never mind then,” Chen Jing’s face turned cold. “Please leave.”
After a moment of silence, Yin’s mother finally compromised.
Yin’s mother sighed: “Five years ago, at Q University’s lecture, does Miss Chen remember?”
Seeing Chen Jing nod, she continued: “Ah Xi was in the audience, watched a lecture, and changed afterward.”
“He fell in love with you at first sight, going to great lengths to collect information about you. What I’m about to say might frighten you, but Miss Chen,”
Yin’s mother paused, her eyes gradually filling with tears, “he never intended to harm you. Sending you to his side to help cure him was all my idea. He has been in a coma since five years ago and knows nothing.”
Chen Jing’s mood became slightly complicated.
“What illness does he have?”
“I can’t explain clearly,” Yin’s mother shook her head. “Since he was three, this illness has existed, periodically causing him to fall into a coma each year.”
When the time came, he would wake up. But after turning twenty, his coma periods suddenly increased, from once a year to once a month. After that time five years ago, he never woke up again.
“We’ve seen famous doctors both domestically and internationally, and no one could cure him, until recently when Doctor Wang came.”
At this point, Yin’s mother suddenly knelt by the bedside, holding her hand, choking: “Miss Chen, I was too anxious then, afraid you wouldn’t agree, so… my methods were somewhat unsavory. I’m sorry, I apologize to you.”
Chen Jing couldn’t bear her kneeling and hurriedly avoided it, getting up to help her.
Yin’s mother refused to get up, crying: “Miss Chen, just for Ah Xi’s devoted heart, help him this one time, just this once, okay?”
Chen Jing felt utterly helpless: “…I never said I wouldn’t agree. Please get up, and let’s discuss this properly.”
She couldn’t help but mock internally: No wonder Xu Cheng’an was such a character… turns out it’s genetic!
Chen Jing stared at the sketch for a while, her fingertips falling on it, rubbing for a moment, then suddenly asked, “What do I need to do for this treatment plan?”
“You agreed?!” Yan’s mother’s joy was impossible to contain. Taking a deep breath, she quickly grasped Chen Jing’s hand, excitedly saying, “Good child, wait a moment, I’ll call Dr. Wang. He knows what to do. Wait here.”
Chen Jing smiled slightly, turning to look at Yan Chi lying in the nutrient solution. “Seems like I owe you from a previous life…”
Dr. Wang was waiting in the living room and came immediately when called.
As soon as he met her, he smiled and extended his hand politely: “Miss Chen, hello.”
“Dr. Wang, hello.” Chen Jing smiled faintly, shaking his hand briefly, then directly said, “Let’s get to the point.”
Dr. Wang nodded, first handing over a contract, saying with a smile: “Miss Chen is smart and should have already noticed the rarity of these technologies. For a pleasant cooperation, we need to sign a confidentiality agreement first.”
Chen Jing glanced at him, took the contract, and quickly scanned it, finding a bolded and red clause in the second to last line: “During treatment, no information about the real world may be disclosed to the patient?”
“Yes,” Dr. Wang said. “If the patient realizes the world they’re in is a non-existent illusion, there’s a 90% chance of memory disorder and emotional frenzy, potentially causing world collapse. So absolute secrecy is necessary.”
