Chapter 275: It’s All in Disguise

Chapter 275

"Director Liang, long time no see. I didn't expect it would be you coming here..." Xi Zhixia was also surprised that the person coming was Liang Zhiwei, but she soon adjusted her expression.

"Yes, long time no see." Liang Zhiwei glanced at Old Pei, who was vigilantly looking at him, and smiled bitterly. He didn't hide anything and then asked Zhixia, "Comrade An, I'm sorry to bother you this time. My wife wants to see you. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

Liang Zhiwei looked even more exhausted than he did a month ago. His former spirit and vigor were gone. If he used to be compared to a jackal, then now he was a beast that had been completely crushed.

It was Zhao Jingyun who wanted to see her. Zhixia instantly thought of Old Zhao.

After all, apart from the few literacy classes, she and Zhao Jingyun didn't have much contact, even less than she had with Liang Zhiwei. She shouldn't have any reason to look for her.

"Is Teacher Zhao's health okay?" Zhixia asked deliberately, knowing full well that she could not be okay.

Sure enough, a flash of pain crossed Liang Zhiwei's eyes. "The doctor said she doesn't have many days left."

Over the years, they had always seen doctors properly. He had tried every possible way to cure her. Even the doctors said that his wife's body showed no major problems in the checkups, but she just never recovered and would have attacks from time to time.

In recent days, it had become more serious.

Zhixia thought about it and decided to go see her after all, if only to give Zhao face.

She turned her head to Old Pei and said indifferently, "Dad, Teacher Zhao was my teacher in the literacy class before. She helped me a lot. Now that she is in poor health, I should go see her out of personal affection and moral obligation. Please watch the children for me."

"Okay, then you go," Old Pei said when he heard that Zhixia had history with Liang Zhiwei's wife.

He didn't have much dealings with Liang Zhiwei, but in recent years, anyone would know the name of Director Liang from the Thought Reform Committee.

Although his position was not high, his power was not small. Many with higher positions than his had been brought down by him, and the lucky ones were still living in detention houses.

As for the unlucky ones, they were afraid they couldn't even keep their lives.

Zhixia pushed her bike out the door, and Liang Zhiwei hurried to catch up.

Once outside, Liang Zhiwei stopped Zhixia from riding her bike and said, "Comrade An, I have some more things I want to tell you, about what to pay attention to when you see my wife."

The house was well laid out and should have been full of sunshine, but because the curtains were drawn, it looked rather gloomy.

As soon as they stepped inside, continuous coughing could be heard coming from the bedroom.

Liang Zhiwei put down his keys and bag on the table without even greeting Zhixia. He hurried to the bedroom.

"Jingyun, are you okay?" He busied himself checking on his wife's condition and helped her drink some water. No matter who witnessed this, he looked like a good husband.

Zhao Jingyun was coughing too hard to speak and could only weakly shake her head.

Zhixia stood in the doorway, watching this scene quietly.

After a long time, when Zhao Jingyun's condition stabilized, Liang Zhiwei spoke again, "Jingyun, didn't you want to see Comrade An? I brought her here for you."

Only then did Zhao Jingyun notice Zhixia standing at the door. She struggled to liven herself up and beckoned to her.

Zhixia walked in and finally got a clear look at Zhao Jingyun's face.

Compared to a month ago, her condition had worsened. Her body was as thin as firewood. Lying in bed like this made her look more like struggling before death.

"Teacher Zhao, how are you feeling?" Zhixia grasped her bony hand and could profoundly feel that there was not the slightest bit of flesh on it, just skin clinging to the bones.

Zhao Jingyun didn't answer Zhixia's question. She was too weak to say more than one sentence without great effort and wanted to save her strength for important matters.

"Old Liang, I want to talk to Zhixia alone for a few words." She looked at Liang Zhiwei with clouded eyes.

Liang Zhiwei was somewhat reluctant, but his wife's pleading eyes made him have to compromise. "Alright, you can chat in the room. I'll go out first, but you have to promise me to take it easy and not get too emotional, okay?"

Zhao Jingyun nodded weakly, and he got up to leave.

However, in the moment he turned around, his eyes were fixed tightly on Zhixia's face, the threatening implication even more obvious.

Zhixia only frowned at Zhao Jingyun as if she were truly worried about her.