Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Second Brother Picks Dishes as I Change Tables Chapter 31: Chapter 31: Second Brother Picks Dishes as I Change Tables Jiang Nanshu: ???
[p]Your colleagues invite me to a dinner party for what? Although you’re handsome, sorry, I don’t take up those invites. The infectious disease that covers your body with sores, you got it from a dinner party previously, so count me out.[/p]
Jiang Jingcheng’s eyes dimmed, his emotions churning intensely.
Jiang Nanshu awkwardly looked at him, “I’m sorry, second brother, I need to take Qianqian back to school. You can head to the dinner party on your own.”
Jiang Jingcheng focused his gaze on Chen Qian, “Can you go back by yourself? I need to take Nanshu out for a bit.”
Chen Qian immediately shed her lovestruck expression, swallowed nervously, and pushed Jiang Nanshu out, quite understandingly, “It’s okay, even if my injuries haven’t healed, I can go back by myself, Nanshu. Your brother must need you for something, I won’t hold you up.”
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
[Indeed, there is something, and not a good thing. That virus is chronic, you couldn’t detect it at first, and in six months it weakens the whole body irreversibly. Tch, how tragic, Second brother is not handsome anymore, I won’t stick around him then, might as well while he’s still handsome, stick to him for now.]
Jiang Nanshu immediately understood, thus linking arms with Jiang Jingcheng, “Alright then, I’ll accompany you for a bit.”
[Cherish the still-handsome second brother.]
Uncharacteristically, Jiang Jingcheng did not push her away.
Nurses passing by, seeing Jiang Nanshu intimately linked with Jiang Jingcheng, curiously inquired, “Doctor Jiang, who is this?”
Jiang Jingcheng replied indifferently, “My sister.”
They all had seen Jiang Leyi, a very beautiful and likable girl.
And this one must be the real heiress that the Jiang Family brought back later.
Rumor has it, she took the initiative to seek the family out with a paternity test in hand.
These past three years, they had somewhat heard of the deeds she had done, and at one point they felt sorry for Jiang Jingcheng for having such a troublesome sister.
But it seems the rumors were wrong, this brother and sister pair appeared quite close.
Though it was strange, they dared not to gossip about Jiang Jingcheng’s matters.
So, they could only watch as Jiang Jingcheng led Jiang Nanshu away.
The time was now five in the afternoon.
The dinner party was set for seven o’clock.
Jiang Jingcheng drove, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, while Jiang Nanshu kept her head down, lost in thought.
[By the time you get there, the tableware will already be set. Oh, right, your tableware will receive special attention because, who asked you to block the path of your department head’s son, eh?]
[He’s jealous of your good background, and you’re already the main treating doctor in the Cardiac Surgery Department at Jing University, pretty soon you could even become the head of the department. But, getting infected isn’t the worst yet, soon you will be framed for prescribing the wrong medication, leading to a patient’s death, and get stabbed by the patient’s family. Tch, as your sister, I will see you off on your last journey.]
The car slowly came to a stop, Jiang Jingcheng waited for the traffic light, his eyes shadowed with emotions.
Department head’s son, Wu Guo?
The useless one who’s always been clingy to him like a dog?
He got into this hospital through connections, and his skills were nothing special, sometimes messing up the prescriptions. If it weren’t for Jiang’s timely intervention, who knows how many lives would have been lost.
He’d suggested many times that the hospital should place Wu Guo in a smaller hospital for internship, as his capabilities really didn’t suit the Cardiac Surgery Department at Jing University.
But each time, the department head blocked his requests, asking him to guide his son more.
And that came along with quite many gifts.
But he hadn’t accepted those gifts and returned them untouched.
He was from the Jiang Family, there wasn’t any good thing he hadn’t seen, let alone be tempted by their gifts.
He hadn’t expected they would go so far as to covertly end his life.
Jiang Jingcheng glanced sideways and saw Jiang Nanshu yawning endlessly, boredly staring out of the window.
Suddenly, he asked, “Nanshu, do you dislike your second brother?”
Jiang Nanshu: “?”
[What’s the matter with you now? Don’t start acting weirdly nice to me like Fifth Brother. Damn it! Damn!]
Blinking her eyes, her vibrant and bold features softened with a hint of grievance, “I wouldn’t dare dislike second brother, I would just be happy if second brother doesn’t dislike me.”
[Not that I don’t dislike or like him. If it weren’t for me being superficial about looks, I wouldn’t hover around you, sob sob, what’s wrong with wanting to gaze at a handsome man.]
“Is that so,” Jiang Jingcheng suddenly murmured.
“Mm-hmm, actually, I wish my family could like me too,” Jiang Nanshu continued to ramble on.
In the original memories.
Jiang Jingcheng’s dislike for her was hidden, never shown overtly.
That’s why during times when the original was ridiculed, targeted, mocked, he remained silent.
Because as long as she wasn’t dead, to him, it wasn’t a big problem.
The car arrived at the location of the dinner party.
It was one of the larger hotels in Beijing.
Called Dragon and Phoenix.
Mostly frequented by business executives discussing work matters.
Jiang Nanshu was somewhat conflicted.
[Sigh, should I eat when the dishes come out? It seems like one dish was also poisoned, and unluckily, only my second brother took a bite. Poison on top of poison.]
Jiang Jingcheng: “…”
Great, not a single thought in his mind was about helping him out.
He suddenly thought about it, during the times he could have helped her solve some problems but didn’t bother to, did she feel as upset as he did now, because she felt uncared for?
Jiang Jingcheng suddenly couldn’t remember the previous messes Jiang Nanshu had made, and the current image of Jiang Nanshu in his mind became progressively clearer.
The whole way was very silent.
Jiang Nanshu was used to his icy Second Brother.
He was welcomed inside, a short, greasy-looking man ran up to Jiang Jingcheng, his face eager to please, “Doctor Jiang, you’re here, let me take you to your seat.”
Jiang Jingcheng looked at him indifferently, his face crafty looking, a trace of malice flickering in his eyes.
Previously, Jiang Jingcheng wouldn’t even want his gaze to linger on him, not to mention observing his expressions. Now, he realized that the malice could not be hidden anymore.
He nodded faintly, “Wu Guo, aren’t you going to sit?”
Wu Guo’s eyes held excitement, “I’ll be there in a bit, I’m going to pick up my dad.”
Jiang Nanshu looked interested, [This isn’t about picking up his dad, it’s about figuring out how to send Second Brother to West Heaven.]
Jiang Jingcheng’s face remained impassive, his usual coldness unchanging, “Hmm.”
Then he led Jiang Nanshu to their seats, each table had their nameplates, just sit accordingly.
Because Jiang Jingcheng unexpectedly brought Jiang Nanshu, an extra chair was placed beside him.
Jiang Nanshu: “…”
[Help! I don’t really have to sit at this table.]
So she quickly intervened, “Second Brother, I can sit with someone else, and since this is all people from Cardiac Surgery, it’s not suitable for me to sit here. There are open seats in other departments, I’ll sit over there.”
Jiang Jingcheng’s mouth curved into a faint smile, “I’m not comfortable with you not sitting beside me.”
“…”
[What the hell, I’m even less comfortable sitting beside you!]
Next to Jiang Jingcheng was Wu Guo’s name.
Taking advantage of Jiang Nanshu’s distraction, he switched their utensils. He wanted to see how powerful this contagion was.
After about twenty minutes, Wu Guo finally arrived, sat down beside Jiang Jingcheng, and covertly glanced at his utensils.
Jiang Nanshu rested her chin on her hand and watched him, internally exclaiming, [Just this guy trying to take down my Second Brother huh, sigh, it’s tough being fodder.]
Fodder?
What is that?
Jiang Jingcheng was troubled by the strange vocabulary Jiang Nanshu occasionally burst out with.
He glanced sideways and met Jiang Nanshu’s sympathetic gaze, seeming to smile, “The person sitting next to me is the son of our department head, a moron whose head is filled with trash. You feel sorry for him too, don’t you?”
Jiang Jingcheng said this without any reservation, loud enough for Wu Guo to hear.
Jiang Nanshu silently wiped a cold sweat, [Why are you so bold? If he doesn’t come after you, who will he come after?]
So she nodded in agreement, superficially drawing Wu Guo’s ire on behalf of Jiang Jingcheng, “Yes, exactly, compared to Second Brother, it’s like comparing sky and mud.”
Wu Guo was angry but dared not speak.
The colleagues at the table awkwardly turned their heads and chatted and laughed, pretending not to hear.
Soon, the dishes started to arrive.
Jiang Nanshu grasped her chopsticks, scanning around the dishes, and began to praise, “Second Brother, the dishes at your colleagues’ gathering are really delicious.”
Jiang Jingcheng said indifferently, “If it’s good, eat more.”
“…”
The book didn’t specify which dish, so Jiang Nanshu also didn’t know.
She looked at the chicken feet that were already gone as soon as they were served.
Seeing Jiang Jingcheng picking up his chopsticks.
She stood up, thickening her face to leave, “Second Brother, I’m going to another table for some chicken feet.”
[As soon as Second Brother picks the food, I switch tables, and the contagion won’t catch up to me.]