Chapter 486 — Feng Xiaoxiao and Her Father
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"?" Tang Yun was briefly startled, but then she more or less understood what her mother meant, and her brows knit at once. "Mom, you're not thinking of making me someone's mistress, are you? If that's what this is, then don't say another word. I could never do anything that shameful!"
Seeing how resolute her daughter was, Mother Tang had no choice but to let it drop. She patted her daughter's shoulder. "There, there, Yun'er, don't cry. Who knows — maybe one day Wei Zhao will come to his senses."
"Who cares if he comes to his senses? I'm never speaking to him again!" Tang Yun stamped her foot. "I'm going to study. I was too foolish before, believing in him. Never again!"
With that, Tang Yun ran into her room. Having poured it all out to her mother, she felt much better, no longer so pent up and wronged.
Mother Tang watched her daughter's retreating back and shook her head with regret, sighing inwardly. Yun'er, you still don't know how hard life is. Wait until you're my age — then you'll understand how painful it is to have no money.
She thought of her old classmates. Many of them had not been half as pretty as she was when they were young, but now they had money — every one of them kept herself so fresh and dewy — while she, the campus beauty in her day, now had a face etched with the marks of hardship.
It was rare to find a man her daughter liked who liked her daughter back — even as a mistress, that was nothing to be ashamed of! At her class reunions there was a divorced woman who had become the kept woman of some big boss, and she never stopped bragging and showing off to everyone. Not only did no one despise her, they were all desperately envious, and when they left they made sure to sit in her BMW for a taste of the good life.
"They laugh at poverty, not at prostitution" — the saying was ugly, but it reflected, indirectly, the helplessness of reality.
Numbly, Feng Xiaoxiao had her blood drawn, and was then sent off for fluoroscopy and every kind of test. It was the same every time, and the results always came to nothing.
Feng Xiaoxiao yawned and lay listlessly on the hospital bed. Feng Tianlong came in and looked at his daughter with concern. "Xiaoxiao, what do you want for dinner? I'll take you out. I've taken a couple of days off — I want to spend them properly with you."
"No need. Go do what you have to do..." Feng Xiaoxiao shook her head, gazing emptily at the traffic coming and going in the street below the window. "Are the results out yet? When can we go home?"
The fact that she asked only whether the results were out, and when they could go back, made it clear that she held no hope at all for a cure — she wanted only to leave the moment the tests were done.
Otherwise, if there were any chance of treatment, she would surely have stayed and been admitted.
"Not yet. But Doctor Zheng is an expert in hereditary diseases — he should have a way," Feng Tianlong said, comforting her.
"Don't try to comfort me. My mother's illness — even Lin Dongfang, the great divine doctor, couldn't do anything about it. How could anyone else?" Feng Xiaoxiao curled her lip. She had all but given up hope; she wanted only to do as she pleased in the last stage of her life, so that she would have no regrets.
"Divine Doctor Lin said at the time that it wasn't that he couldn't cure it, but that he lacked certain conditions." Feng Tianlong sounded helpless. "He said that if he were given five years, he might find a solution. But your mother couldn't wait five years..."
"Isn't that just making excuses for his own incompetence?" Feng Xiaoxiao snorted. "Who knows whether he could really cure it, or whether he was afraid of ruining his reputation?"
"No. After that, Divine Doctor Lin devoted himself to studying certain special components in your mother's blood. But after that last meeting, he went into seclusion..." Feng Tianlong trailed off, somewhat helpless.