As dusk settled, Xing Zheng suddenly received a call from his family's butler. "Second Young Master, Mr. Xing has been injured. Please come to the hospital quickly!"
Xing Zheng rushed to the hospital. Xing Sha was still in surgery and had not yet emerged. Only the butler stood in the corridor. He had been looking lost, but upon seeing Xing Zheng, he seemed like a lost person who had finally found a compass. "Second Young Master!"
Xing Zheng asked him, "How did he get injured?"
"It, it was Madam..." the butler stammered, sighing. "Ever since Mr. Xing handed the company over to you, Madam has been arguing with him about divorce. She ran away once before, and after being brought back, she hasn't calmed down. Mr. Xing was afraid you would be upset if you heard, so he didn't let us say much..."
Xing Zheng asked, "What about today?"
What had Xie Qin Jia done to Xing Sha to land him in the emergency room? He had personally experienced how terrifying her behavior was during her episodes. If not controlled, it was entirely possible for someone to die!
"Today Madam insisted on going to the cemetery, and Mr. Xing accompanied her. After they returned, Madam again told him she wanted a divorce. Mr. Xing said a few harsh words that angered her, and she smashed the large glass vase in the living room onto Mr. Xing's head..." Even the butler, who had seen his fair share of dramatic events, felt a chill when recounting this.
The glass vase in the living room of the Xing family villa was over a meter tall. The scene of such a large vase hitting someone's head could only be imagined in its gruesomeness. Xing Zheng asked the butler again, "And her?"
The butler paused for a moment before realizing Xing Zheng was asking about Xie Qin Jia. "Madam was stimulated and fainted. The remaining staff are at home looking after her."
Xie Qin Jia held the highest status in the household, and her condition was particularly sensitive. If anything happened to her, it was likely that everyone in the villa would lose their jobs.
Xing Yan had suffered a severe head injury, with a deep wound that required over twenty stitches and was heavily bandaged. Although the wound was serious, it was not life-threatening, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
The anesthetic had not yet worn off, and Xing Sha remained unconscious. Xing Zheng arranged for him to be moved to a private room. The butler followed him in and said, "Second Young Master, I'll stay and watch over Mr. Xing tonight."
"Go back and have the kitchen prepare some food. Come back tomorrow morning. I'll stay here tonight."
Xing Zheng made all the arrangements without room for argument. The butler obediently withdrew.
Xing Zheng barely slept that night. As dawn broke, the anesthetic wore off, and Xing Sha woke up. Upon seeing Xing Zheng, he knew what had happened.
"Did they call to inform you?" Injured, his voice lacked its usual strength, sounding hoarse and exhausted.
"Is she still arguing with you about divorce?" Xing Zheng asked, deflecting the question.
"Did they tell you that too?"
These people's mouths were becoming less reliable. "She's just making a fuss. I can handle it. You don't need to worry about family matters; just focus on the company."
"A fuss that lands you in the emergency room?" Xing Zheng retorted sharply. Xing Sha was always like this, never letting him know about anything that happened. "This time she broke your head, what about next time?"
He knew in his heart that Xie Qin Jia's hatred was not directed at Xing Sha, but at him. Since she couldn't see him, she had transferred her resentment to Xing Sha.
Xing Sha coughed. He propped himself up on the edge of the bed and said to Xing Zheng, "I arranged for someone to pick up your maternal grandparents from Xiangxi the day before yesterday. They will arrive this afternoon. With them here, the atmosphere at home might improve."
If Xing Sha had not been driven to desperation, he would not have sought out the elders. It seemed Xie Qin Jia was determined to divorce Xing Sha. However, given her physical condition, if this divorce dispute escalated, and she disappeared again...
"Rong Shi, find a professional manager," Xing Zheng said.
"I know what you're thinking, but it's not necessary," Xing Sha told Xing Zheng. "You can rest assured and do what you need to do. Don't worry about things at home."
Xing Zheng fell silent. After a long period of thought, he finally asked Xing Sha, "What did her doctor say?"
Xing Sha replied, "The same. They can't do anything about her. After she finishes this course of medication, they'll try a different one. If that doesn't work, they'll have to try physical therapy."
However, the physical therapy techniques in the country were not yet mature. If it truly came to that, it would be a huge challenge to even take Xie Qin Jia abroad.
"I'll arrange for a doctor to go back and examine her," Xing Zheng told Xing Sha.
Xing Sha asked, "You know a doctor?"
His tone carried doubt, and his gaze deepened. "Are you hiding something from me?"
Who would normally get to know a psychiatrist for no reason? After Xie Qin Jia was diagnosed, the doctor had told him that bipolar disorder could be hereditary...
"When were you diagnosed?" Xing Sha had already concluded that Xing Zheng must have the same condition.
Xing Zheng ignored him. Just then, the butler brought breakfast. Xing Zheng said, "Eat," and left with his phone. Xing Sha stared in the direction he had gone, his expression growing increasingly serious.
On Sunday, Xu Ying was set to depart for Jiangcheng to participate in a competition. Lin Mei had previously agreed to personally take him to the airport.
In the afternoon, she saw Xu Ying off at the departure lounge and then returned to the parking lot to find her car. After walking only a few steps, she bumped into Xing Zheng again.
He was coming out of the arrivals area. When they met, Lin Mei unconsciously quickened her pace, wanting to put distance between them as quickly as possible. However.
Before she could leave, she heard Xu Shang's voice: "Mei Mei! What are you doing here too?"
Lin Mei looked again upon hearing the voice. Xu Shang and Xie Jun Yao were both there, followed by a driver carrying their luggage. Lin Mei had no choice but to step forward. "Are you two... coming to stay for a few days?"
"Yes, to see Ah Zheng's mother." Xu Shang asked Lin Mei, "And you, why are you at the airport?"
Lin Mei smiled and said, "Seeing a friend off."
Upon hearing her mention seeing a friend off, Xing Zheng remembered the information he had seen yesterday. Xu Ying's itinerary clearly stated that his flight was this afternoon, heading to Jiangcheng for a competition.
Xu Shang chatted with Lin Mei the entire way. Before getting into the car, she did not forget to say to Lin Mei, "Come and have dinner with me in a few days. I'll introduce you to Ah Zheng's mother. You haven't met yet!"
Lin Mei could only force a "Okay." After the elders got into the car, Lin Mei prepared to leave. Her expression was hurried, and she accidentally bumped into Xing Zheng. The damp, fragrant scent of cypress roots entered her nostrils. This familiar scent brought with it a flood of memories.
"Sorry." She didn't look up, apologized, and left.
Xing Zheng accompanied Xu Shang and Xie Jun Yao back to the Xing family villa. Before entering, both Xu Shang and Xie Jun Yao wanted to persuade Xing Zheng not to go in, but they felt it would be too cruel to him, so they let him come along.
As soon as the villa door opened, the three of them heard Xie Qin Jia's hysterical voice, "Where is Xing Sha? Tell him to come back! I want a divorce! He can't think that just because he's hiding, I can't do anything! This liar, he gave all our Ah Yan's things to that murderer!"