Chapter 309: Chapter 282: Beaten
Sixth Hospital
Gu Yanjing and Qiao Yuxian rushed to the Sixth Hospital as quickly as possible.
Because Yan An was here, the Sixth Hospital had been under guard.
By the time they arrived, the fight had already ended, and the intruders had been subdued.
The two of them didn’t spare a moment for anything else; they immediately rushed to see Yan An.
Yan An was in a secluded courtyard, very close to the inpatient department.
The intruders headed directly towards Yan An’s small courtyard. Although they didn’t get into the inpatient department, the commotion was significant, causing chaos there.
Everyone was frightened; the entire inpatient department was in chaos, and the on-duty nurses and doctors were overwhelmed, prompting the hospital to call all the nurses and doctors back that night.
Yan An’s courtyard wasn’t damaged. They fought on the perimeter and never got close to her courtyard.
Gu Yanjing and Qiao Yuxian entered the courtyard and went straight to Yan An’s room.
Shen Wenyan was in the room accompanying Yan An.
Yan An sat quietly at the round table in the room, appearing to be fine and showing no signs of fear or terror.
As Gu Yanjing entered the room and approached Yan An, Shen Wenyan stopped him at the door.
Gu Yanjing and Qiao Yuxian paused and looked at him.
Shen Wenyan whispered, "Mr. Gu, be careful. Aunt Yan might have an outburst after her extreme calmness."
She was too calm, responding softly and smoothly to everything he said, as if nothing was wrong.
But Shen Wenyan could feel her tension and fear.
He tried various methods to get her to relax, but she barely listened.
"If she becomes very agitated, a sedative might be necessary," Shen Wenyan said, glancing at the restraint straps beside him.
Qiao Yuxian noticed some bloodstains on the sleeve of Shen Wenyan’s white shirt, presumably from an earlier scuffle.
Gu Yanjing followed his gaze to the restraint straps, then looked at Yan An, nodded slightly, and walked towards her.
Qiao Yuxian wanted to follow but was stopped by Shen Wenyan.
Shen Wenyan gripped her arm briefly, then released it, shaking his head at her.
Qiao Yuxian looked at him, then at Gu Yanjing, before finally staying put.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Yan An slowly looked up at Gu Yanjing.
Afraid to scare her, Gu Yanjing hid his anxiety, approached slowly, and softly called, "Mom."
Yan An looked at him without any reaction.
Gu Yanjing reached out to hold her hand when he saw she didn’t resist.
Just as he touched her fingertips, Yan An suddenly clasped his wrist with great force and stood up abruptly.
Qiao Yuxian clearly saw a small branch slide out from the sleeve of her nightgown.
Gripping the thin, short branch, Yan An thrust it towards Gu Yanjing’s neck.
Qiao Yuxian rushed forward, Shen Wenyan also started in surprise.
Just as the tip of the branch was about to touch Gu Yanjing’s neck, he raised his hand and grasped Yan An’s wrist.
The tip of the branch narrowly missed his neck.
Qiao Yuxian halted and watched them.
Yan An intensified her grip, but when she failed to reach Gu Yanjing, she suddenly began struggling: "Gu Zhengyu, I’ll kill you! I have to kill you!"
"Mom," Gu Yanjing held her hand and called.
A look of malice filled Yan An’s eyes as she seemed to see someone else through Gu Yanjing: "Damn it! Damn it! Gu Zhengyu! Why don’t you just die! Bring back my daughter! Return my daughter! Why don’t you just die for her!"
Qiao Yuxian stared blankly at Yan An.
"Mom," Gu Yanjing removed the small branch from her hand and held her hand, "It’s Yanjing."
"Yanjing, Yanjing." Yan An looked at him, struggled even more fiercely: "Let me go! Let me go! You hit my son, you hit my son! You bastard! Let me go! Let me go!"
Yan An suddenly broke free from Gu Yanjing’s hand and slapped him across the face.
A loud, crisp slap echoed.
Qiao Yuxian closed her eyes in fear, shivering slightly.
The slap turned Gu Yanjing’s head slightly, and his face turned red quickly.
Yan An didn’t intend to stop and raised her hand to hit him again.
Qiao Yuxian immediately intervened, grabbing her arm: "Aunt."
Yan An was so strong that Qiao Yuxian had to tightly grip her hand to prevent her from moving.
Shen Wenyan took out a sedative, ripped open the syringe, and prepared to administer the drug to her.
"Mom," Gu Yanjing didn’t feel the pain on his face, only worried about Yan An, holding her shoulders, "Mom. I’m Yanjing. It’s Yanjing. Look at me."
Qiao Yuxian held Yan An’s hand, frightened she might hit Gu Yanjing again.
Yan An struggled violently, as if she couldn’t hear anything.
Afraid Yan An might harm Qiao Yuxian, Gu Yanjing pulled her behind him and held Yan An’s hand himself: "Mom, look at me. Look at me. I really am Yanjing. Gu Zhengyu isn’t here; he’s never coming here."
Qiao Yuxian listened to Gu Yanjing’s calm voice, patiently comforting her sentence by sentence.
Shen Wenyan had the sedative ready, holding the restraint straps, looking at Gu Yanjing.
Gu Yanjing shook his head at him.
Shen Wenyan didn’t move.
Yan An stopped speaking, staring venomously at Gu Yanjing, struggling to free her hand.
Gu Yanjing didn’t dare use much force, afraid to hurt her: "Mom, Gu Zhengyu won’t come. He’ll never appear here. I can protect myself now. He won’t threaten us anymore."
As Yan An looked at Gu Yanjing, her hair slightly disheveled from struggling, she glared at him, continuously trying to hit him. After a while, the malevolence in her eyes gradually faded, as if slowly recognizing Gu Yanjing.
"Mom," Gu Yanjing called her once more.
Yan An stared at him dazedly for a long time, murmuring, "Yanjing..."
"Mom, it’s me," Gu Yanjing’s voice was plain, emotionless, revealing no concern or excitement.
Nothing but patience.
It gave one a sense of familiarity.
"Yanjing, Yanjing." Yan An’s eyes suddenly reddened, raising a hand to touch Gu Yanjing’s face, "Mother’s sorry, I’m sorry."
As she spoke, her strength gave out, and she almost collapsed to her knees.
Exhausted from her emotional outburst and violent struggle, she suddenly had no strength as she regained some clarity.
Gu Yanjing hurriedly supported her: "Mom."
Gu Yanjing helped her back onto the bed. Yan An kept crying, apologizing to him until she cried herself to sleep.
Gu Yanjing stayed by her bedside.
Qiao Yuxian and Shen Wenyan stood outside the room.
Qiao Yuxian stood by a pomegranate tree, noticing a broken-off branch where she guessed Yan An’s branch had come from.
Occasionally, she glanced into the room, afraid Yan An might suddenly attack Gu Yanjing.
Seeing her constantly checking in, Shen Wenyan softly said, "Don’t worry about him. He’s pretty much used to this."
Qiao Yuxian blinked, responding quietly, "Really?"
"Yes," Shen Wenyan said, "I interned here at twenty-two. His mother’s condition was much worse back then. Gu Yanjing stayed with her, comforted her, occasionally taking hits."
Qiao Yuxian rubbed her fingers forcefully: "What about before you came?"
Watching her actions, Shen Wenyan said, "Before I arrived, her mother was worse. My mentor mentioned that Gu Yanjing was just a teen then, juggling school, family issues, and commuting here almost daily."
Qiao Yuxian hung her head, silent, playing with pebbles with her feet.