Chapter 301: Elder Yang's Overenthusiastic Passion
Yang Jing gave Zhang Yang a glare, thinking to herself, like hell you'd behave honestly, but she didn't think too much about it. Anyway, in the conditions he proposed, it was about following her back to her own home. In that case, with her father and grandfather there, and Feifei also present, he couldn't possibly try anything to her.
The two returned to the bedside. Yang Fei saw them whispering outside for ages before coming back, and spoke in a rather displeased tone: "Right, it's Meixin alone tonight. Didn't you arrange someone to stay with her?"
"It's fine, the hospital has staff on duty—caretakers, nurses, and on-duty doctors." Yang Jing answered, picking up the conversation.
"She doesn't understand the language." Yang Fei frowned. "How about I stay here to keep her company?"
Hearing that, Yang Jing's face tightened. If she stayed at the hospital, wouldn't the whole plan of going home be ruined? Her beautiful eyes shifted, and she couldn't help looking toward Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang was smiling leisurely, not anxious at all. He turned to look at Meixin lying on the hospital bed, then asked Yang Jing an irrelevant question: "Jing-jie, how is Meixin's condition right now?"
Yang Jing glanced at Meixin, not understanding why this guy suddenly changed the topic, but she still explained: "Most of her wounds have been treated well. If nothing unexpected happens, she can regain basic mobility within a week, but to recover to a normal person's level will still take quite a bit of time."
"Then what kind of care is she receiving in the hospital now?"
"Not much, just some anti-inflammatory IVs and wound care, that sort of thing."
"So in other words, if she wanted to be discharged, it would be possible?"
"This… of course." Yang Jing hesitated. "If the outside conditions are good, it's basically the same."
"Since it's the Spring Festival, I think it's quite lonely for Meixin to stay here alone. Jing-jie, I heard your grandfather's health isn't great recently. Isn't there a medical team at your house right now? You're also skilled at this kind of care. Why not let Meixin stay at your home? You can take care of her conveniently as well."
"Mm, that's indeed a good idea…"
"Grandpa's not well?" Yang Fei's brows tightened as she heard Zhang Yang and Yang Jing singing in harmony.
She naturally understood that Zhang Yang had gone on a long detour just to coax her home, but after hearing her grandfather's health wasn't good and they even had to use a medical team, her heart still clenched.
"Mm, yes. Grandpa has been feeling dizzy lately, so he went for a check-up. They said his blood pressure's a bit abnormal, and his stomach isn't great either…" Yang Jing had caught Zhang Yang's meaning.
The latter half she said rather vaguely.
"Why didn't you tell me anything?" Yang Fei frowned more tightly.
"Didn't you go to Shangyan City?" Yang Jing glanced at Zhang Yang. The medical team did exist—when Zhang Yang was in Shangyan, he had called her.
He asked about her family's situation, so she mentioned it casually. But this medical team wasn't exactly that medical team.
In truth, it was a team from the Capital's Central Hospital led by Professor Chen, who came to Southeast Province during the Spring Festival to provide free check-ups and treatment for villagers. Two days ago, their temporary base happened to be set near the Yang household.
Professor Chen and Grandpa were old acquaintances, so it was normal for them to visit.
And Yang Shushan's health indeed wasn't perfect. After the check-up, the results showed slightly high blood pressure and some stomach discomfort, nothing serious. But since Zhang Yang mentioned both the medical team and Grandpa's poor health together, it naturally made Yang Fei suspicious.
Seeing Yang Fei worried, Yang Jing simply went along with it. After all, she didn't lie.
"How about this—since that's the case, let's just let Meixin stay at your house and recuperate for a while."
With Yang Jing smoothing things out, Meixin quickly completed the discharge procedures and prepared to go to the Yang house. At this point, Yang Fei couldn't really refuse to go along.
Yang Jing followed the hospital vehicle, while Yang Fei unhappily got into Zhang Yang's car. After closing the door, unable to swallow her irritation, she reached over and fiercely twisted him: "You brat, you've gotten bold!"
Her angry yet charming expression made Zhang Yang's heart thump. He had never seen this side of her. He didn't resist—Yang Fei looked like she was twisting with great force, but she did hold back a little. Besides, his coat was thick enough to block her small hand.
"Hmph, I'm telling you, after the Spring Festival, I'm moving out."
Zhang Yang turned his head to look at her, showing a half-smile: "Teacher, if you want to move back home, I won't stop you."
"Hmph, I have plenty of places to stay."
"Buckle your seatbelt!"
"Did you not hear me talking to you?" Yang Fei snapped. He actually dared to ignore her words.
"I heard. I'll help you move when the time comes!"
By the time they arrived at the Yang house, it was already dark. Zhang Yang no longer expected the M-level hidden mission to complete tonight, so he simply relaxed.
Yang Shushan and Yang Xiuguo, along with a bald, bespectacled elder, were watching TV at home. Since Yang Jing hadn't informed them beforehand, the father and son were both pleasantly surprised to see Yang Jing and Yang Fei return.
After Zhang Yang explained the situation, Professor Chen immediately instructed people—along with Zhongshan Hospital staff—to bring Meixin inside. After greeting Yang Shushan and Professor Chen, Yang Fei looked somewhat uneasy, glanced at Yang Xiuguo, then said she would go help out and left.
Though he remained silent, Yang Xiuguo's excitement was impossible to hide. While the others were busy, he hurriedly pulled Yang Jing aside and whispered nervously: "Jing'er, wh-what's going on? Why did Feifei come back today?"
Yang Jing shot Zhang Yang a playful look, poked him, and lowered her voice: "Dad, it's all thanks to Zhang Yang. He brought Feifei back."
Yang Xiuguo didn't react yet, but Yang Shushan spoke first: "Hehe, Xiuguo, I told you Jing'er has good judgment. Look, it hasn't even been that long, and their progress is so fast they even managed to convince Feifei to come home!"
Hearing this, Yang Xiuguo also smiled, though awkwardly: "Dad, Zhang Yang already has a girlfriend."
"Just a girlfriend, not a wife." Yang Shushan didn't mind at all and burst into hearty laughter. "Our Feifei is so beautiful—how could she lose to anyone?"
Hearing this, Yang Xiuguo glanced at Zhang Yang with a hint of approval but didn't know what to say: "I'll go have Aunt Zhao prepare the New Year's Eve dinner."
"Yes yes, have her prepare more. Or we can ask a hotel to send extra dishes. It's rare for the whole Yang family to gather together. How about this, Xiuguo—your cooking is pretty good too. Why don't you cook personally tonight? I'll sit and have a nice chat with Zhang Yang." Clearly, Yang Shushan was very interested in matchmaking Zhang Yang and Yang Fei.
As for Yang Jing, she was delighted. She secretly made a funny face at Zhang Yang, proud and smug, as if saying: Serves you right. Still wanted to take advantage of me? No chance now.
"Dad, Grandpa, I'm going to help. You two sit here." She said that and ran off in a flash.
Zhang Yang was speechless, but he couldn't say much. With Yang Xiuguo and Yang Jing gone, he had no choice but to sit in the living room with Yang Shushan.
Yang Shushan looked energetic, nothing like someone with high blood pressure or stomach issues. Once the others left—
He poured Zhang Yang a cup of tea, then asked with a smile: "Zhang Yang, now that it's just us here, tell me—how are you getting along with Feifei?"
"Teacher Feifei is great. Under her guidance, my English has made a lot of progress."