Chapter 145 You Have to Trust Your Ability to Train a Dog

Yin Siyao observed her reactions and proceeded carefully, step by step: “During your hospital stay these past few days, it seems like your brother-in-law has been the one running around taking care of things.”

“Are your parents very busy with work? Why haven’t I seen them come to visit you?”

At the mention of her parents, Wen Sisi’s usually expressionless face finally cracked slightly.

She lowered her eyelids, her long lashes trembling, and her voice was so soft it was almost inaudible: “My parents… are gone.”

“They had an accident when I was little, and my sister and brother-in-law raised me.”

Yin Siyao felt a pang in his heart—so that’s how it was.

He probed gently: “It must have been very hard for your sister and brother-in-law to raise you.”

“Yes… very hard.”

Wen Sisi let out a bitter laugh. “So hard that my brother-in-law couldn’t stand to see me happy… couldn’t stand to see me in a relationship.”

Yin Siyao felt a tightening in his chest.

Wen Sisi lifted her head, her eyes red, and tears finally spilled uncontrollably.

It was as if she had suppressed it for too long and had finally found an outlet to pour it all out. Her voice trembled in despair: “I don’t want to live anymore.”

“My boyfriend doesn’t want me. Because my brother-in-law went to tell him that I was once pregnant and had an abortion.”

Wen Sisi trembled all over, almost incoherent: “That’s already disgusting enough… but the worst part is, the baby I was carrying was my brother-in-law’s child.”

“You think he came to the hospital to take care of me for what reason? Because last month, I had an abortion for him again!”

Even Yin Siyao, who was used to life and death, illness and pain, and the coldness of human nature, was shaken to the core by this explosive truth. His fingers gripped the back of his chair tightly.

He finally understood where Wen Sisi’s despair came from.

It wasn’t just heartbreak or unemployment.

At the prime of her life, she was dragged into the dirtiest abyss by the very family she trusted the most.

And when she tried to climb out, she was pushed back down harshly, her last bit of hope and dignity completely torn apart.

Watching the trembling girl before him, Yin Siyao suddenly began to understand why Leng Keyan had acted so recklessly last night.

Faced with such raw despair, conventional methods seemed powerless.

After leaving Wen Sisi’s ward, Yin Siyao’s mood was unusually heavy.

Office.

“This is the situation.” Yin Siyao furrowed his brows. “This may involve criminal acts and long-term abuse.”

“I suggest contacting professional women and children’s aid organizations. If necessary, we must report it to the police.”

Song Jingmo listened and grew serious as well. He picked up the internal phone to contact the relevant departments.

After handling this urgent matter, the office atmosphere relaxed slightly.

Yin Siyao hesitated for a moment, then spoke: “I saw Xiaoyan carrying a box. Is it related to the rooftop incident last night?”

Song Jingmo looked at him: “He didn’t tell you?”

Yin Siyao shook his head.

Song Jingmo understood. He briefly explained what happened in Leng Qinghua’s ward last night.

When he finished, he looked Yin Siyao in the eye: “There’s no outsider here, and we’ve been classmates for years. Can you tell the truth—what exactly are your thoughts?”

Yin Siyao fell silent.

After a long moment, he spoke with difficulty, his voice low and hoarse: “I… had feelings for him that I shouldn’t have.”

“He’s only twenty. The people he meets are limited. His feelings for me may just be temporary dependence.”

“When he meets someone better, he may realize I’m not the choice he wants. I don’t want to hold him back, nor do I want him to regret it later.”

Song Jingmo listened quietly. When Yin Siyao finished, he said sharply: “What you’re saying seems considerate, but at its core, it’s a lack of self-confidence.”

“You feel you’re older, from an ordinary family, with a personality that’s not interesting enough. You think you don’t have the capital to attract a young, excellent boy long-term.”

“You fear you won’t be able to keep him, that he’ll leave eventually. So you’d rather refuse from the start, to avoid getting hurt.”

“The obstacles you mention are real, but what truly decides whether a couple can be together isn’t just these external conditions.”

“What matters more is whether the two people are willing to face and overcome those obstacles together.”

Thinking of the hardships he and Lu Er had gone through, his tone carried some emotion: “Life is short. Instead of hesitating, you might as well fight for it.”

“Even if the outcome isn’t perfect, at least there won’t be regret. And… you have to trust your ability to train a dog.”

If he were to say it, Yin Siyao had trained Leng Keyan to be obedient enough.

Sometimes, the one in the midst of things is blind, while the observer sees clearly.

Yin Siyao felt a bit dazed, unable to find any reason to argue.

Yes… behind his so-called rationality, had there always been a mix of insecurity and timidity?

With a bitter smile, Yin Siyao looked at Song Jingmo: “This bowl of chicken soup caught me off guard.”

“I strongly suspect you’re recruiting allies to avoid fighting alone.”

Song Jingmo’s lips curved slightly: “I’ve never fought alone. Er Er is my most steadfast support.”

“As long as his choice is me, no matter if the path ahead is fire and blades or worldly obstacles, I have confidence to overcome it.”

“The confidence he gives me is enough to make me invincible.”

Song Jingmo’s voice wasn’t loud, but each word was clear, carrying a heavy sense of happiness and strength that hit Yin Siyao hard.

Yin Siyao sighed helplessly: “Really… fed a mouthful of dog food again.”

Song Jingmo: “The ER is crowded. Help me see if Keyan can adapt.”

The emergency department was always bustling, with hurried footsteps. The air smelled of disinfectant and blood.

Yin Siyao reached the entrance of the ER lobby, his eyes instinctively searching the crowd for that familiar figure.

Near the triage desk, Leng Keyan was standing with his back to him.

The once-clean white coat was soaked in dark red blood from the back to the front.

A chill ran from Yin Siyao’s feet to the top of his head, leaving only instinctive panic and heartache in his mind.

Almost uncontrollably, he took a long stride toward the bloodied figure, rushing forward.