Chapter 155 Gaining Sympathy

Dr. Liang glanced at Shen Cuifen and gently shook his head.

"Women shouldn't be so hot-tempered. Getting too angry damages your liver and lungs, and it can also cause blemishes! Why can't you talk things out calmly? Why do you have to yell at me?"

Just as Shen Cuifen was about to explode, he slowly spoke.

"Your son was brought in early and received timely treatment, so there's nothing seriously wrong! The surgery is over now, and he's recovering well! Seeing how anxious you are, do you really think your son is going to die?"

Hearing this, Shen Cuifen's anxiety, which had been building all day, finally subsided.

She let out a long breath, her body went limp, and she almost fell backward.

"However,"

Dr. Liang changed the subject and sighed.

Shen Cuifen's ears perked up, and she immediately grasped the key point in the words.

"Doctor, which man? It can't be... Lu Jianguo, can it?"

Upon hearing this, Dr. Liang's expression changed slightly, and he quickly waved his hand.

Shen Cuifen pursed her lips, muttering to herself.

Didn't you let it slip yourself first?

But she didn't really care.

She didn't care at all whether Lu Jianguo was alive or dead.

She was relieved as long as she was sure that her husband, Shen Fuhua, hadn't developed any lasting health problems.

"Doctor, is my son Fuhua's illness caused by falling from the tree? He was perfectly fine before, always jumping around like a dog, how did he become like this after just one fall?"

Shen Cuifen's tone became more sincere.

Dr. Liang picked up the cup, blew on it to cool it down, and took a sip of tea.

Then I put the cup down steadily, straightened my collar, and prepared to give a proper explanation.

Shen Cuifen nodded silently.

In his past life, wasn't it because he didn't understand these things that Shen Fuhua developed a chronic illness?

Even now, the regret still stings like needles in my heart.

As the two were talking, someone came in to see a doctor, so Shen Cuifen prepared to leave.

Turning around, I saw a familiar face.

"Sister Cuifen! You've come to see Brother Jianguo, right?"

The moment Zhou Wenjuan saw Shen Cuifen, her previously worried face instantly brightened.

Shen Cuifen rolled her eyes and turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Wenjuan was quite shameless and followed him out.

"Sister Cuifen! Wait for me! Don't walk so fast! I know Brother Jianguo is in bed fourteen, I'll take you there to see him!"

She chased after him while calling out to him, her tone very enthusiastic.

In her eyes, Shen Cuifen must still be thinking about Lu Jianguo.

I guess he was feeling down and secretly came to take a look.

Since they didn't know where the person lived, they had no choice but to ask the doctor for information.

"Zhou Wenjuan, are you out of your mind? What business is it of mine which room he stays in! Stop following me! Or I'll really get rough!"

Shen Cuifen stopped in her tracks, turned around abruptly, and stared at Zhou Wenjuan with a look of disgust.

Zhou Wenjuan's heart skipped a beat from the glare, and she subconsciously paused for half a second.

But then he gritted his teeth and followed.

"Sister Cuifen, don't be angry. I meant well."

“Sister Cuifen, I know you’re all tough on the outside but soft on the inside. Don’t be embarrassed. After all, Jianguo was once your man, so it’s normal for you to care about him.”

As soon as she said this, Shen Cuifen's face turned even uglier.

What does "used to be your man" mean?

It's as if she's still clinging to old feelings!

She really wanted to slap her to bring her to her senses.

Zhou Wenjuan was still rambling on and on behind, completely unaware that Shen Cuifen had already stopped.

She couldn't stop herself and crashed straight into it.

Zhou Wenjuan was already half a head shorter than Shen Cuifen.

In the instant the body leaned forward, the nose bumped right into the protruding part of the other person's shoulder blade.

She felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and a sharp pain shot from the root of her nose straight to her forehead.

Immediately afterwards, a warm, moist sensation spread through my nasal cavity.

"Ouch! You're bleeding!"

Zhou Wenjuan was in so much pain that tears almost welled up in her eyes.

She hurriedly raised her hand to cover her nose.

The moment my fingertip touched my nose, blood began to seep out between my fingers.

Shen Cuifen originally intended to turn around and slap her twice.

But when his gaze fell on Zhou Wenjuan's nosebleed, his brows immediately furrowed.

Finally, she snorted and withdrew her hand.

“Zhou Wenjuan, don’t say such hurtful things. Lu Jianguo is your husband now! If you ever dare to say he’s my husband to my face again, believe me, I’ll really slap you!”

This is infuriating!

In her opinion, the phrase "Lu Jianguo is your husband" is even more disgusting than pointing a finger at someone and cursing them!

Zhou Wenjuan pressed her nose and said, her voice choked with sobs.

“Sister Cuifen, I know I’ve wronged you. I was wrong back then. I was greedy for stability and married Jianguo. I’ve felt uneasy and regretful all these years. But you didn’t have to bump into me like that.”

Shen Cuifen was stunned, and her suppressed anger was reignited by these words.

"So you're trying to shift the blame, huh?"

She let out a cold laugh.

"You can't even watch where you're going, you blindfolded yourself and bumped into my back, and now you're blaming me for pushing you? Where's your shame?"

Zhou Wenjuan is such a good actress!

They ran right into it, yet they still have the nerve to act like victims.

Shen Cuifen rolled up her sleeves, ready to teach her a lesson, but out of the corner of her eye she noticed that a lot of people had already gathered around.

She felt a chill run down her spine, and then she understood.

No wonder! She was trying to play the victim and gain sympathy so that others would criticize her!

People in the hospital heard the argument and gradually gathered around to watch.

They stood in twos and threes in a circle, discussing amongst themselves.

"What's wrong?"

"That woman had a nosebleed?"

"It looks like a fight."

"Sigh, family disputes are the most troublesome."

"We don't know who's right and who's wrong, so let's not try to persuade them anymore and just wait and see."

Seeing Zhou Wenjuan crying and bleeding from her nose, saying "I'm sorry" and "I really didn't mean to," Shen Cuifen's anger burned even more fiercely.

She gritted her teeth and forced herself to calm down.

Just then, a furious roar suddenly came from behind.

"Shen Cuifen! How dare you hit my mother!"

It is Lu Zhongping.

He rushed to Zhou Wenjuan's side and helped her up.

He then pulled a crumpled handkerchief from his pocket and stuffed it under her nostrils. Shen Cuifen immediately felt even more absurd.

I was wondering why she chose this time to have her attack, but now I finally understand.

It wasn't meant to fool passersby at all.

She waited specifically for her son to appear before starting the performance!

Shen Cuifen narrowed her eyes and stared at Zhou Wenjuan's face.

In that instant, she vaguely caught a glimpse of smugness in the other person's moist eyes.

Her stomach churned, and she almost vomited.

He then glanced around, took a deep breath, and tried to suppress the surging emotions in his heart.

Then, straightening his back, raising his head, and speaking in a cool, clear voice:

"You're saying I hit someone? Show me the evidence, or I'll sue you for spreading rumors!"

Seeing her calm and composed demeanor, Lu Zhongping's anger flared up instantly.

"You just couldn't stand my mom taking my dad away, so you attacked her because you hated her because of her?"

He said this not at all to stand up for Zhou Wenjuan.

Instead, he wanted to strike a deep blow to Chen Cuifen's heart.

He knew what Shen Cuifen cared about most.

It is dignity, it is status, it is the respectability of being a principal wife.

He just wanted her to understand that no matter how dignified she was, she couldn't compare to Zhou Wenjuan's ability to be charming and witty.