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After a period of recovery, although Yang Qinghe had improved significantly, he still needed care. Yang Qingping and Yang Mother had been working hard lately, but seeing Yang Qinghe come back from the brink of death and getting better day by day brought them comfort, making their efforts feel worthwhile.
Recently, Xue Lan had been frequenting the hospital. Sometimes she brought chicken soup, other times fish soup, and occasionally fruits. Yang Qinghe still couldn't sit up and was unwilling to speak; each time Xue Lan came with high hopes, she left disappointed.
However, the girl remained undeterred and continued her visits. Even Yang Qingping began to doubt his brother's cold and aloof nature, wondering what Xue Lan saw in him. As Xue Lan's visits increased, Yang Qinghe continued to wear a frosty expression, ignoring her completely. Yang Mother and Yang Qingping felt embarrassed about his attitude and treated her much better.
"Xue Lan, look at Yang Qinghe; he lacks nothing. You don't need to bring so many things every time," they said.
This time, Xue Lan brought several boxes of cookies packaged in metal tins that looked quite expensive. "Auntie, this is what I should do. We’re family; there’s no need for formality!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Mother and Yang Qingping felt somewhat awkward. Yang Qinghe still couldn't speak much, leaving them unsure of his true feelings. If he truly had no interest in Xue Lan, they would certainly side with him.
Yang Mother could only smile awkwardly. "Auntie, Sister, please sit down and rest. I'll help Yang Qinghe with a sponge bath."
Xue Lan completely disregarded the demeanor of a young lady; she rolled up her sleeves and reached for the towel in Yang Mother's hands to help with Yang Qinghe's bath.
"Oh dear, that's not appropriate! You're a guest; how can I let you do that? Besides, your clothes are so clean; let me handle it!" Yang Mother said gently.
Yang Mother was soft-hearted and gentle, unlike her brother. Seeing her flustered, Xue Lan quickly took the towel from her hands without giving her a chance to protest.
"Sister, I can do it! Really!"
Xue Lan simply wanted more opportunities to be with Yang Qinghe. She hoped that once he recovered, he might remember how she cared for him during his illness and change his attitude towards her.
Yang Qingping could see through her intentions easily. With her pampered upbringing as a young lady, how could she be so respectful towards him and their mother if it weren't for Yang Qinghe's sake?
"Hey, just take a break. Once you marry in, I won't even bother to manage you!" Yang Qingping said half-jokingly, implying that she should not think of herself as Yang Qinghe's wife just yet since she wasn't married into their family.
As an older sister, she wouldn't make decisions for her younger brother. If he needed help fending off admirers, she would step in without hesitation.
Xue Lan felt a bit awkward and had to let it go. She was enchanted by this man; the more he disliked her, the more she wanted him. Although she found Yang Qingping's meddling somewhat annoying, she adjusted her expression to appear harmless.
"Alright, I have a few things to take care of. I'll leave it to Auntie and my sister to look after Yang Qinghe. I'm off!"
Once Xue Lan left the hospital room, her face immediately fell, her silver teeth clenched tightly.
Time flew by; in just four days, it would be the Lunar New Year. In this era, resources were scarce and the economy was tight, especially in rural areas. It was only thanks to Yu Suihuan, a modern person who could bring in some resources, that their large family could manage at all; otherwise, they wouldn't be living very well on what little they had.
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