Tiny Genius Alert! Mom & Dad Better Make Peace

Chapter 953 - 184: Love That Corrodes the Bones

Rong Sinan spoke, then bent over and surprisingly picked Tang Yuwen up from the sofa.

It was unclear how long it had been since Tang Yuwen last took care of himself; a rotten smell clung to him.

Rong Sinan merely furrowed his eyebrows and carried him toward the door.

"I, I won’t go, cough cough cough... Let me, let me just die, cough cough cough... Living, living, is meaningless... cough cough cough..." Tang Yuwen patted Rong Sinan, resisting.

But he was already gravely ill and really had no strength.

For Rong Sinan, it was negligible.

Watching Rong Sinan carry Tang Yuwen out, Tang Yige’s eyes reddened, looking at the home that was no longer tidy, filled with sorrow.

Nowadays.

The Tang Family, isn’t it truly, falling apart...

Zhou Xueran was still in intensive care, and now Tang Yuwen was admitted to the hospital again...

Tang Yige closed her eyes briefly, forcing herself not to think anymore, then quickly caught up with Rong Sinan.

...

Linx Hospital.

When Rong Sinan brought Tang Yuwen to the hospital, the doctor checked his condition and initially concluded that chronic alcoholism had led to a perforated stomach, causing a persistent fever.

Considering Tang Yuwen’s age, the doctor suggested a full body examination tomorrow to check for any other issues.

After administering fluids to Tang Yuwen, the doctor left. Tang Yige took out the medication from the pharmacy as prescribed, with a cup of warm water, and walked to the bedside, "Dad, please take your medicine."

Tang Yuwen glanced at Yige and did not stubbornly refuse the medication.

Rong Sinan stepped forward and adjusted the hospital bed upright.

Tang Yige felt warmth in her heart, looking at Rong Sinan with gratitude, and handed the medicine to Tang Yuwen’s lips.

Tang Yuwen opened his mouth and took the medicine with the water Yige handed over.

Rong Sinan then adjusted the bed back to a flat position.

Tang Yuwen squinted his eyes, casting a cold sneer at a spot invisible to others.

"Dad, do you feel any better?"

Tang Yige placed the water cup on the bedside table, sat down by the bed, and looked at Tang Yuwen.

Tang Yuwen looked very weak, sighed deeply, and said, "Whether better or worse, when one gets old, there are just too many problems."

"Didn’t you hear the doctor? It’s due to excessive drinking, not a physical ailment." Tang Yige frowned.

"Your mother is in intensive care, your sister is missing, and you..."

Tang Yuwen paused when he got to Yige’s situation, sighed, and shook his head, "Without alcohol to numb myself, how else could I continue living?"

Missing?

Tang Yige’s brow twitched in surprise, instinctively looking at Rong Sinan.

Rong Sinan remained calm, and when Yige looked at him, he maintained his composure.

Tang Yige blinked rapidly, then looked at Tang Yuwen with confusion, "Isn’t Tang Ruan in the police station? How could she be missing?"

"What police station? Your sister was never there. I first thought she was with the police, but when I visited, they told me there wasn’t anyone named Tang Ruan!" Cough cough cough...

The cough had eased slightly, but Tang Yuwen’s emotional words led him into a fit of violent coughing again.

Tang Yige frowned, gently soothing his chest until the coughing subsided.

Tang Yuwen’s face was flushed, his gaze sharp and piercing, fixing on Yige, "Yige, your father has no other requests, just ask you to spare your sister’s life. When your mother and I are both gone, it’ll be your sister by your side. With you two together, your mom and I can rest assured."

His words seemed for Yige’s sake.

But truly, hid the sharpest and harshest criticism.

Tang Yige’s expression turned cold, looking at Tang Yuwen, "Are you saying I hid her and tortured her?"

Tang Yuwen’s eyes held a mocking expression, pursed his lips, and stayed silent.

Tang Yige saw this.

Her face cooled, and her heart chilled thoroughly.

Her eyes stared at Tang Yuwen, and she quietly said, "Get some rest."

Hearing Tang Yige’s sudden cold tone, Tang Yuwen furrowed his brows, watching her without speaking.

Yige stood up, picked up her bag, and left the room without looking back.

Rong Sinan paused for a few seconds before giving Tang Yuwen a cold look and then followed her out.

Tang Yuwen watched Tang Yige and Rong Sinan leave one after the other, squinted his eyes tightly, snorted coldly from his nose, and gritted through clenched teeth, "Ungrateful daughter!"

After leaving the room, Tang Yige went to the doctor’s office to arrange for a special nurse to take care of Tang Yuwen.

Worried that Tang Yuwen might cause more trouble, she knew she couldn’t stay at the hospital, so she decided to hire a special nurse to keep an eye on him and notify her of any changes.

After making all the arrangements, Tang Yige returned to the ward, glanced at Tang Yuwen at the door, and then left the hospital with Rong Sinan.

On the way from Linx Hospital to Jinxiu Huadu.

Tang Yige propped her hand against the window, supporting her head, quietly looking out the window.

Rong Sinan looked at her from the rearview mirror, his eyes slightly narrowed.

But he didn’t say anything then.

Until the car stopped at Jinxiu Huadu District A parking area, Rong Sinan unfastened his seat belt, leaned over to unfasten Yige’s, and she returned to her senses in a daze.

Lowering her arm from the car window, Tang Yige glanced at the towering building outside, took a deep breath, and softly turned her eyes to Rong Sinan, "Let’s go."

"Yiyi."

Rong Sinan held her hand, and the warmth of his palm made Tang Yige shiver as he wrapped her hand, "What’s wrong?"

"You still have me, and Little Rui," Rong Sinan looked at Tang Yige tenderly and said warmly.

Tang Yige’s long lashes drooped, reaching out her other hand to the back of his, "I know. Don’t worry about me."

Rong Sinan lowered his head, holding both her hands in his, and slowly said, "But you’re not happy. I don’t like it."

Tang Yige’s eyes wavered, her brows furrowing slightly, "I’ll adjust. Give me some time."

"Come here." Rong Sinan released her hands and, threading his arms under her armpits, lifted Yige from the passenger seat onto the driver’s seat, onto his lap.

Tang Yige paused, shifting her hips on his thighs to find a comfortable spot.

Her upper body instinctively leaned into his embrace, her head resting on his shoulder.

Rong Sinan wrapped one arm around her tightly, using the other to gently tuck the strands of hair behind her ear, then lowered his head to kiss her porcelain ear.

His clear, gentle voice flowed into her ear like a serene stream, "I know what you’re afraid of. I went through that fear too."

Tang Yige’s veiled lashes fluttered, suddenly raising her hand to tightly hook around Rong Sinan’s neck.

Rong Sinan smiled, holding her back gently, "It’s okay. Luckily, during that time, I had you."

Rong Jun passed away when Rong Sinan was eighteen; Rong Zhengfeng, the patriarch of the family, forced himself to endure despite the grief of seeing a child die before him, but visibly aged overnight.

That aging was evident to the naked eye.

Fang Jingyi, widowed young, was understandably devastated.

Rong Mochen became more rebellious after Rong Jun’s death, ignoring anyone’s word, getting into fights, and illegally racing, contrary to expectations.

Rong Sinan had always been the pride of everyone, excellent, mature, understanding, decisive.

With Rong Jun gone, everyone else could break down, immerse in grief, but not he.

He knew if he, too, rebelled to mask the pain like Rong Mochen or despaired endlessly like Fang Jingyi, how would the already aging Rong Zhengfeng cope? What would become of the Rong Family’s future?

Therefore.

Rong Sinan forced himself to be strong, needing to support Rong Zhengfeng, comfort Fang Jingyi, and worry about his rebellious brother.

Except for one person.

No one knew how tough, how painful that time was for him.

Whenever he felt he couldn’t hold on, it was she who, with her tender hands, held his own and told him she would always be there for him, even in death, she would die after him.

If not for her.

Rong Sinan would have still persevered, but the process would have been far more grueling, more painful than what he had gone through.

And that person was her, Tang Yige.