Chapter 666 - A nightmare (2)
My Secretary is a Little Sweet
Zhao Anan was a person who had a good nightâs sleep and rarely had dreams. But every time she had a dream, it would be a dream of her disease. And every dream was very similar, so real that it made her feel scared.
Most of the time, dreams could reflect a personâs mental state, thoughts, and health.
If a person kept dreaming about falling off a cliff, it didnât mean that the personâs career was going downhill. It just meant that the person had a heart problem and needed to find a doctor for treatment.
The simplest and most obvious example of a dream reflecting reality was that if oneâs feet were exposed when sleeping without a blanket, then one would dream of standing in cold water or leaving the house without wearing shoes.
Of course, not all dreams had a practical meaning. You dreamed that you picked up a gold ingot, but you wouldnât really pick up a gold ingot the next day. In this case, you were usually crazy about money.
But Zhao Ananâs instinct told her that her dream, which was the reaction of her physical condition, would cause her illness to relapse.
That was the reason why she refused to marry Mu Qing.
She had had that dream many times, and she remembered the details clearly. So, when faced with life and death, she was really calm.
She had never mentioned that dream because she did not dare to.
She was afraid that if she said it, Zhao Zhao and Zhao Fu would be worried for her every day.
She would go to the hospital regularly for checkups. If there was a relapse, it would be discovered very quickly and she would be treated immediately.
She really wanted Mu Qing to forget her, instead of dying after they got married and leaving him to suffer alone.
If she died, the person who would suffer the most would not be Zhao Zhao or Zhao Fu, but Mu Qing.
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After the death of her aunt, Zhao Qing, the person who suffered the most was not Zhao Fu, the mother, nor Zhao Zhao, the sister, but Jing zhongxiu, the husband.
Jing zhongxiu had been depressed for a long time. If he didnât have his son Jing Yichen, he might have done something stupid.
Even now, he had never fallen in love with another woman. He only had his aunt in his heart. Even when he was forced to marry Zhang Rong, he had never looked her in the eye.
In her uncleâs heart, her aunt was his only wife.
Zhao Zhao had once said that she didnât hate Jing zhongxiu anymore because he was the one who suffered the most after Zhao Qingâs death. He had used his life of loneliness to prove his love for Zhao Qing.
Zhao Qing was dead. Zhao Fu had been in pain for a long time, but she had already gotten over the pain of losing her daughter. Jing zhongxiu was the only one who had been living in the past. He didnât want to get over it either.
Zhao Anan didnât know if Mu Qing would be as devoted as Jing zhongxiu, or if he would never marry another woman after her death. But she knew that Mu Qing would be the one who suffered the most.
She didnât want Mu Qing to be like Jing zhongxiu, to be alone for the rest of his life and suffer the pain of losing his wife. She wanted Mu Qing to be happy.
If her aunt knew that her uncle was living such a painful life for her, she would probably be heartbroken.
There was dead silence in the living room. After a long time, Zhao Anan said in a dry voice,âGrandma, I wonât marry Mu Qing and I wonât have anything to do with him in the future. Donât worry.â
How could the old lady of the Zhao family be at ease? Zhao Anan had sworn this many times, but she could not let go!
Although she looked heartbroken and determined today, she would be there as soon as anything happened to Mu Qing tomorrow.
The old lady of the Zhao family had a headache. She finally understood Shangguan ningâs good intentions.
If she didnât force Zhao Anan, she would always be trapped in the trap that she had drawn for herself.
He hoped that Shangguan ningâs plan would work, otherwise all his efforts would have been in vain.
The task that Shangguan ning had given her and Zhao Zhao was to keep forcing her to draw the line between her and Mu Qing, until she had nowhere to go.
It was a little cruel, but it would only make Zhao Anan sad for a few days. She wouldnât get hurt. It would be good to torture her and let her understand his feelings.
The old lady of the Zhao family sighed in her heart, but she didnât show any expression on her face. She didnât look at Zhao Anan and went upstairs to rest.
Zhao Zhao didnât say anything. She knew her daughterâs stubbornness better than anyone else. At the same time, she also knew that her daughter had a big advantage. She was really forgetful. Today, she was still in a terrible mood, but tomorrow, she would definitely forget everything and be happy and lively again.
She shook her head. Her daughterâs temper was actually very similar to hers, and it was very difficult to change.
Soon, Zhao Anan was left alone in the spacious and luxurious living room. She stood there for a while, looking lost and helpless, like a lost sheep, not knowing which way to go.
She really hoped that someone would come and help her, to point her on the path that she should take.
Zhao Anan was very upset, but she would not torture herself like the others. She went back to her bedroom and thought that she would not be able to sleep. But she was still sleeping like a little pig. She did not even have a dream.
In her sleep, Zhao Anan didnât know that someone had already chosen a path for her and was working hard to push her onto that path.
Although the person who had helped her choose the path had taken a huge risk and was under a lot of pressure, this path was undoubtedly the most beneficial for Zhao Anan.
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The night was dark and the stars were bright.
The operating room in family MUâs Hospital was brightly lit. The âoperation in progressâ indicator had been on for four hours.
Mu Qing didnât attend the 100th birthday party today because he was in the middle of surgery. Mu Wensheng didnât lie.
If it were any other type of surgery or another patient, he would definitely turn it down. Jing Rui was the only one who could live up to 100 years old. How could he not go?
But Jing Yiran was the one who had come for the surgery, and he was doing the most risky and difficult open-skull surgery.
Mu Qing was so angry that he wanted to throw Jing Yiran onto the operating table.
Of course, he could only think about it. He couldnât just leave Jing Yiran here and let his condition worsen.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Jing Yiran had passed out for six hours yesterday and he had a terrible headache when he woke up.
What was worse was that he had lost his sight!