Chapter 39: How Humble a Depiction Reveals Such Pride

some medicinal oil from the first aid kit beside her: "This wound won't turn into a bruise if you don't rub it open. It will tomorrow."As he explained, his hands moved. The moment the medicinal oil t...Things are simple, simple to the point where all that's needed is Jian Tong's continued weakness and dishonorable acquiescence to Qin Mumu's any unreasonable, even insulting, demands.

And she, in the deepest recesses of her heart, felt a greed stirring within her—she craved that long-lost “respect.” She yearned to no longer have to be extraordinary, but simply to be an ordinary person, deserving of the respect due to every human being.

But obviously, things didn't go as planned.

From that moment on, Jian Tong buried her deeply wounded heart even deeper. She also hid the things she longed for within her soul, in a place untouched by anyone, a dark and cold place filled with the solitude and loneliness of the deepest sea's silence.

Qin Mumumu came and went, coming and going at mealtimes. She would deliver the food and then leave.

"I want to be discharged." On the fourth night since the incident, Qin Mumu, as usual, placed a takeout box on Jian Tong's bedside table without any expression. She turned around and was about to leave when the woman who had been silent in bed slowly spoke.

The gruff, slow voice caused Qin Mumu, who had been indifferent for the past four days, to stop in her tracks. She turned her head abruptly and resolutely refused, "No, you're not well yet."

"Is that so" Jian Tong stared fixedly at Qin Mumumu, "I'm fine now, my fever is gone. I want to work."

“Were you doing that on purpose Did you want everyone to see the gauze on your forehead” Qin Mumu was furious: “Jian Tong, you’re not simple at all. The saying goes, ‘You can know a person by their face, but not their heart.’ It’s true, you seem so honest and straightforward, but you actually have such a scheming mind.”

Jian Tong lowered her eyelashes, hiding the disappointment in her eyes... Sure enough, she had overthought it. Concern

When he looked at Qin Mumumu again, Jian Tong's eyes became a little numb: "I'm going to work. You handle the discharge procedures."

She spoke, then lifted the covers and slowly got out of bed, changing back into her arrival clothes.

Qin Mumumu's eyes widened in shock... Was Jian Tong just ordering her

Her

Little Child

Command yourself

A wave of humiliation washed over me!

Watching the woman getting on and off the bed, limping slowly toward the door, even if it was slow, that limp did indeed indicate she was preparing to leave the room. That is to say... Jian Tong she really meant it, it wasn't a joke!

She's really getting ready to be discharged!

This can't be done!

Qin Mumumu's gaze "whoosh" landed on Jian Tong's forehead, her eyes momentarily flustered. She was still afraid. Before this gauze was removed, how could this cripple return to Donghuang

She didn't hesitate, taking a step forward to stand in front of Jian Tong: "Jian Tong, how could you be so pathetic! Work, work, work You make it sound so noble. If someone didn't know better, they'd think you were deeply passionate about your labor and your job."

Your job Isn't your job just to please men You haven't even recovered from being sick, and you're so eager to please men Are you so impatient to become a bitch for them

Or could it be that you actually enjoy this process Otherwise, how could you, with your ailing body, rush to the Eastern Emperor's Palace

Qin Mumumu just wanted to stop Jian Tong from going to Donghuang right now, she didn't even think about the hurtful things she was saying. She lectured Jian Tong relentlessly, and Jian Tong grew increasingly silent. She just stared at her own toes, her hand clenched into a trembling fist behind her back. She really wanted to retort, she desperately wanted to explain.

Do you really think arguing is helpful

Indeed, she knelt down for money.

Indeed, she crawled around and wagged her tail like a dog just for more money.

Indeed, they didn't lie. They told her the truth right to her face.

That's exactly what she did!

What could she retort

Can she explain it clearly

“Everyone has a belief, whether it's a person or an idea,” the rough voice suppressed its bitterness, Jian Tong tried his best to stay calm as he slowly said: “And for that belief, for that person, for that idea, those who strive and struggle to achieve and obtain what they believe in, at least shouldn't be mocked.”

Qin Mumu was stunned, sizing up Jian Tong up and down... How could such words come from a woman who hadn't even graduated high school She didn't know where this cripple had gotten his information.

With such thoughts in mind, I looked at Jian Tong's eyes with even more contempt.

Jian Tong finished speaking, slowly lifted his foot, walked around Qin Mumumu, and quickly grabbed her arm with one hand: "Don't go, you must stay here to recover, until the wound on your forehead is healed!"

Jian Tong slowly raised her head and looked at Qin Mumumu's face, saying word by word clearly: "I'm going to work. This has nothing to do with you."

She appeared soft, but she twisted Qin Mumumu's hand off her arm with a force that left her speechless. Ignoring the stunned Qin Mumumu, she simply turned and walked away.

Behind her, Qin Mumumu reacted and chased after her. Jian Tong's leg was inconvenient, her walking was slow, and she could be easily caught up by Qin Mumumu. Jian Tong didn't turn around, but she heard the footsteps chasing behind her. She continued to walk forward with her lame leg while using her voice, scorched by the fire, to say slowly but firmly:

"If you dare to stop me again, I'll call Dream Sister."

Compared to sacrificing her own life, what's a Qin Mumu when she saved her beloved Alou in that dark and gloomy prison

Qin Mumumu, anyone, even... that man too, Jian Tong couldn't think of anything more important than A-Lu.

Just letting those hateful eyes following her fall on herself, even though Qin Mumumu was furious and desperate to stop her, Jian Tong took a step at a time, walking out of the hospital.

Qin Mumumu didn't realize that in her eyes, Jian Tong, who was considered humble, inferior, incompetent, uneducated and illiterate, was actually walking more confidently and proudly than she, an outstanding student from S University.

Qin Mumumu naturally didn't notice, just in Jian Tong's ward next door, a man at the door held his chest and lazily leaned against the door frame. The man took one last look at the disappearing elevator entrance where Jian Tong had gone, straightened up, raised his long leg, stepped over Qin Mumumu, and walked towards the elevator where Jian Tong had gone down.

Jian Tong took the elevator downstairs. She had difficulty walking, and she moved even slower. Besides, although she had a fever break, her body felt weaker. She walked slowly out of the hospital gate, stood at the intersection, and hailed a taxi with her hand.

"Master, I'm going to Dong Huang. Can you give me a discount No need for the official price list."

The driver leaned out and said, “These days business is tough. This is a taxi, not a black car. Are you getting in or not If not, I’m leaving.”

Obviously unwilling to compromise, and feeling helpless, Jian Tong patted his pocket in the coat he wore to the hospital and looked up: "Master, I only have twenty yuan on me."

"Enough. Get in the car."

If she could, she wouldn't want to take a taxi, it was too expensive. But today, she thought, maybe she could forget her predicament, maybe she could be extravagant and take a cab.

Just like anyone else, she seemed to possess the dignity common to all people on this bustling street.

She, Jian Tong, was trying her best to appear like anyone else, an ordinary person. What she craved was the dignity that ordinary people were entitled to.

Yes, she still yearned deep within, but she would never again beg for it from others.

What others are unwilling to give, no amount of begging will get you.

So, she tried her best to make herself look like a "normal" person.e person before her as if they were a ghost. "You... what are you saying" she uttered each word with great difficulty.Jian Tong told Jian Fu what she knew simply and clearly, “That’s it. Whether you b...