Chapter 64: Chapter - 64 - Begging for Medicine
As soon as Yi Wanjing heard Father Yi's words, he felt that he was spot on.
The family's finances were under his mother's control, and she was notoriously tight-fisted when it came to medical expenses. She would rather die than part with money.
In truth, Yi Wanjing had some private savings stashed away, but he was unwilling to reveal this secret stash to his mother. He feared that if he used it now for her medical treatment, she would be relentless in extracting it once she recovered.
"I've got an idea!" Yi Wanjing suddenly clapped his hands and exclaimed with a triumphant gleam in his eye.
"Yesterday brother and his wife went to the clinic to get treated for fever. They must have some medicine. Why don't you get antipyretics from them and feed it to mother. That way we don't have to go to the infirmary and spend money."
'His cleverness made him swell with pride!'
"But there's a problem," Father Yi chimed in with a dejected expression. "The young couple got separated from us yesterday, and your mother gave them quite a beating. They might not be willing to help."
Father Yi felt a little guilty towards Yi Minghuan in his heart, but that little bit of guilt was not enough to support him to stand up or fight against Gu Xiulan and others.
Yi Wanjing, his anger flaring, pointed at Father Yi and shouted, "You think they won't give it to us even if you beg on your knees? I don't believe it!"
"Alright, alright. I'll go get it," Father Yi reluctantly agreed, having been pointed at angrily. He nodded with a sigh and, shoulders slumped, shuffled over to kneel before Yi Minghuan and the others.
As Father Yi approached their door and saw them packing, his eyes welled up for a brief moment, and he was filled with an inexplicable emotion. But, as much as he wanted to, he couldn't bring himself to do anything about it.
"Father, what's wrong?" Yi Minghuan noticed him, walked over, and inquired gently.
"Minghuan, your mother has a fever. You had gotten some fever-reducing medicine yesterday. Do you have any left? Can you give her a tablet?"
Father Yi asked with a woeful expression. He glanced at Yi Minghuan, then lowered his head again, breaking down as he pleaded, "Minghuan, I beg you…"
Yi Minghuan was deeply affected by his father's plea. He closed his eyes, his disappointment and sorrow weighing heavily on him. Swallowing his frustration, he grabbed his father's arm, compelling him to meet his gaze.
In a voice tinged with a touch of plea, he implored, "Father, come and live with me and my wife. Don't stay here, enduring her beatings and scoldings. Li and I will respect you and ensure you live a peaceful life. You won't have to worry about mistreatment."
Touched by the sincerity in his son's tearful eyes, Yi Minghuan received pats on his arm and reassuring words about how he had grown up. However, his father remained steadfast in his refusal to live with them.
"I can't. I can't leave. Don't mention it anymore. You and Li live a good life. I'll be fine here." Father Yi shook his head resolutely, unaffected by Yi Minghuan and Tang Li's persistent persuasion.
"Let's not talk about that right now; your mother still has a fever. Tang Li, can you give me some fever medicine? I'm willing to kneel and beg." Father Yi declared, and he was about to kneel down.
"I'll give it! I don't have a fever anymore. Take the remainder and give it to her."
Seeing him about to bend his knees, Tang Li hurriedly grabbed his arm, her heart pained.
She shouted in exasperation and reached into her pocket to retrieve the fever medicine from her spatial dimension. She handed it to him, her voice choked with emotion.
"Alright, I'm going now!"
Father Yi accepted the medicine with a grateful smile, straightened his posture slightly, and hoped that Wanjing would not be upset when he received the medicine.
Once the old woman recovered, she wouldn't have the excuse to extort money from him, and he wouldn't be subjected to her abuse.
"I'll never understand why my father is like this," Yi Minghuan muttered, his expression clouded with gloom.
Tang Li sighed and patted his back, saying, "Don't question your IQ. I don't get it either."
Yi Minghuan, "..."
Yi Minghuan remained silent, lost in thought.
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