Chapter 510: Chapter 484: Contrast of Sorrow (Monthly Pass 1350+ more)

Xiao Qian was confused, watching Yu Minglang walk away. Passing by the truck that had spoiled his plans, he juvenilely kicked one of its wheels.

By the time Xiao Qian got into Father Yu’s car, she still couldn’t figure out why Xiao Qiang was so depressed.

Mother Yu sat in the back seat with Xiao Qian, while Father Yu sat in the front passenger seat. Just as Mother Yu was about to ask Xiao Qian about Li Zhen’s condition, Xiao Qian’s phone rang. It was a call from Yu Minglang.

“If you’re willing to treat him, go ahead. If not, don’t bother. As long as you’re happy. If his aunt begs you, remember to charge her more for the consultation. She has a small stash of money, you don’t need to save on her behalf.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Xiao Qian hung up the phone still perplexed about what Xiao Qiang had just said, and why he seemed disappointed. Had he forgotten to tell her the important stuff and ended up having to call her separately after they split up to get into their cars?

Smart people indeed have a high emotional quotient, Xiao Qian suddenly had a lightbulb moment and quickly began to type on her phone.

Yu Minglang was just about to start the car when her message arrived. It was just four words.

I like you.

His gloom lifted like the arrival of spring, and Xiao Qiang’s heart bloomed with delight.

The despair he had felt just a moment ago was instantly cured.

He read those four words over and over again, unable to contain his inner joy, yet still trying to maintain a haughty demeanor.

He was thrilled but pretended to mutter to himself gloomily.

“I’m at a loss. I said ‘love’, you replied with ‘like’! But it doesn’t matter. As a man, I should let the woman have her way. Next time we meet, you’ll have to make it up to me~”

Spring had arrived. Just four words were enough to make his heart blossom with joy. His spring was named Xiao Mei, a beautiful queen.

Father Yu’s car and Yu Minglang’s car moved in opposite directions, the loving couple growing further apart, yet their hearts felt as if they were tied together, never truly separated.

Anticipating his expression at this moment, Xiao Qian looked out the window at the passing scenery, feeling an unconstrained joy.

“Xiao Qian, what are you thinking about?” Mother Yu asked Xiao Qian.

“I am contemplating life.”

“Is it about Li Zhen?”

“Well, sort of. Without him as the catalyst, my feelings for Minglang might not have developed this fast,” Xiao Qian replied.

“He’s a child we watched grow up. Though he does act a bit like a spoiled, rich boy, he’s still a good person, in general… I feel sorry for him, given his current condition,” Mother Yu said with a sigh.

Mother Yu was worried that Xiao Qian would refuse to treat Li Zhen.

She had just called her friend, Professor Liu, to find out about Li Zhen’s condition, but Professor Liu had not given her a definite answer. She had not dealt with this type of illness before.

Mother Yu didn’t say much to Professor Liu, nor did she mention that Xiao Qian said she could treat it. She was just testing the waters.

Xiao Qian told her that most psychologists would treat this as anxiety or depression. This was indeed what Professor Liu had suggested, but without a sure diagnosis, as she rarely encountered such cases, she was hesitant to draw a conclusion.

“When something happens at a particular stage, it might indeed seem regrettable at the time, but if you look at it from a different perspective, there may be other gains. The illness that Li Zhen has been diagnosed with may seem like unlucky, but if we can use this as a turning point to change some things, it might prove to be a different kind of gain.”

“Gain?” Mother Yu was at a loss, unable to comprehend Xiao Qian’s view amidst the series of incidents that had occurred.

“Many people’s idea of a satisfactory life is one where nothing happens, and they can live out their days in peace. Even better, everything that happens to them is wonderful, and all the good luck in the world should fall on their heads. But reality is crueler, and most people face disappointments of varying degrees every day. Life strings together all these problems, and from the moment you open your eyes, you’re constantly making choices.”

From small decisions like what clothes to wear, to big ones like choosing a life partner, we’re constantly making choices, and different choices can lead to different outcomes.

The choices Xiao Qian made in her past life were completely different from those she makes now, which determined different destinies for the same person. Thinking about this, Xiao Qian had a lot to ponder when she saw Yu Minglang just a moment ago.

“Yes, you’re right.” Mother Yu nodded in agreement. Xiao Qian’s perspective was very open-minded, as if she had experienced a lot in life.

“My profession inevitably exposes me to all kinds of ‘miserable’ lives. If we delve further, everyone has their own frustrations, big or small. But who sets the size of these? Aunt, which is more severe, the sadness caused by a boyfriend not acting according to one’s wishes, or the sorrow of accidentally losing an arm?”

“Of course, it’s the one who suddenly lost their arm.”

As Mother Yu and Xiao Qian chatted, Father Yu eavesdropped from the front seat, and even the driver was distracted listening to Xiao Qian speak.

“The person who lost his arm accepted his imperfection after professional psychological guidance. He began to live by using his feet, used his physical disabilities to gain sympathy and made a fortune in sales. He married a beautiful and healthy woman, which indirectly proved that nothing is impossible with money. Occasionally he gives lectures to salespeople, and every time, there is no vacant seat.”

“Ah! I know the person you’re talking about! Someone invited my younger sister to listen to his lecture last week, saying it was very inspirational. I was curious about what could be so inspirational that I didn’t dare let my sister listen.”

The driver was captivated listening to Xiao Qian, even jumped in the conversation.

Father Yu glanced at him, and the driver immediately clarified.

“I didn’t let her go, and I also told her what she should be aware of.”

Xiao Qian came to the driver’s rescue.

“You better not let her listen. These courses are extremely influential. Indeed, they can provide people with endless motivation immediately after listening. However, for ordinary people, even if they’re temporarily motivated, most of them still hit walls while implementing what they’ve learned. If their actions and execution, as well as their network, can’t keep up with their soaring thoughts, many people will feel frustrated. The power of brainwashing courses is that they make people think their failure is their own fault and they should try harder. Actually, this is a concept exchange—perseverance and inspirational courses are right, but if you have the determination to work hard, you wouldn’t be in terrible condition in other industries either. Regardless of the character, the courage this person showed when facing adversity is still worth learning by ordinary people.”

“I remember now, isn’t the person you’re talking about a patient of Liu Linlin? She once told me that if she knew he was going to trick so many people after his treatment, she would rather not have treated him.”

Mother Yu remembered, there was indeed such a person, a local legendary figure.

“The product of decay, hmph.” Father Yu snorted disdainfully.