Chapter 274 A Fierce Fight

The person who arrived was none other than Pei Jingchuan.

Wei Chi walked over without saying a word and said coldly, "Who told you to come? Get out."

Wei Chizheng's shirt was wrinkled, the cuffs were rolled up casually, and on his exposed wrists, the bluish veins were faintly visible under his pale skin.

His disheveled state contrasted sharply with Pei Jingchuan's dignified demeanor.

Pei Jingchuan stood before him, holding a bouquet of flowers. He wore a custom-made dark gray suit with shoulders so straight they seemed drawn with a ruler. The watch peeking out from his cuff was an understated platinum model, its dial reflecting a subtle, restrained light in the sunlight—unassuming yet exuding impeccable taste.

Pei Jingchuan smiled smugly, his eyes filled with provocation, "I'm here to see my future mother-in-law, what right do you have to tell me to get lost?"

From yesterday until now, Wei Chizheng has been burning with anger, and Pei Jingchuan's appearance only added fuel to the fire.

When the air was thick with tension, he didn't hesitate, clenching his fist and swinging it with a powerful gust of wind towards Pei Jingchuan.

Pei Jingchuan stood right opposite him, a nonchalant smile playing on his lips, not even trying to dodge.

Just as the fist was about to hit him, Xie Nanzhi spoke up to stop him, "Wei Chizheng, stop."

But it was too late.

Xie Nanzhi didn't have time to think. She only saw that hand with distinct knuckles smashing towards Pei Jingchuan's cheek with terrifying force, and her body blocked it in time.

With a muffled thud, the impact didn't land on Pei Jingchuan's face, but rather on Xie Nanzhi's back.

She felt as if she had been hit hard by something heavy; a dull pain shot up her spine, and a metallic taste rose in her throat.

She staggered forward uncontrollably, almost falling, but fortunately Pei Jingchuan caught her arm in time.

Wei Chizheng was stunned. His fist froze in mid-air, his pupils shrank, and his mind went blank.

The rage on his face vanished instantly, leaving only astonishment and even a hint of barely perceptible panic.

The hand that had just been swung out trembled slightly, its knuckles turning white from the force, but it could not bring itself to strike a second time.

Wei Chizheng's Adam's apple bobbed, his voice was hoarse, and he looked at Xie Nanzhi with a complicated expression, as if he didn't understand why she did this.

"Why?"

Xie Nanzhi pushed away Pei Jingchuan's hand to steady herself. The pain in her back was still throbbing, but she straightened her back and looked up at Wei Chizheng.

My eyes are a little red, but not because of pain.

It was seeing him sad that pained her.

“Wei Chizheng, I called him here.” Her voice trembled slightly, but was unusually clear. “We can talk about it later. You can’t touch him now.”

Xie Nanzhi sent Pei Jingchuan a message last night to tell him her decision.

It's arranged for him to come to the hospital tonight. She will personally take him to get a tissue matching test with Wang Shufen. Only in this way can Xie Nanzhi feel at ease.

Pei Jingchuan's hand froze. He subconsciously looked at her pale face, and the barely perceptible glint in his eyes disappeared, replaced by a slightly somber look.

He didn't speak, but stood behind Xie Nanzhi, then raised his eyebrows slightly and looked at Wei Chizheng with a smirk.

Wei Chizheng's gaze fell on Xie Nanzhi's slightly furrowed brows due to pain, and then on his own hand, which was still frozen in mid-air. His heart felt as if it had been gripped tightly by something, a mixture of sourness and bitterness.

He used all his strength in that punch, and he could even imagine how painful it would be if that force hit him.

Wei Chi wanted to say something, whether it was out of concern or to question him, but in the end he just pursed his lips tightly.

Because Xie Nanzhi had already brushed past him with Pei Jingchuan, leaving him alone, standing in place.

At the same time, Mu Lin called.

Then, Mu Lin's voice was filled with anxiety, "Second Master, Pei Jingchuan's kidney is a match for the Old Madam..."

Wei Chizheng suddenly looked in the direction Pei Jingchuan had left.

Everything makes sense now. No wonder Pei Jingchuan was so confident, and no wonder Xie Nanzhi wanted a divorce.

Seeing that he remained silent for a long time, Mu Lin asked worriedly, "Second Master, what's wrong?"

Wei Chizheng frowned, a metallic taste of blood in his throat. "Any news from Tie Tou?"

Mu Lin: "Not yet, mainly because the time is too short. It's difficult to find a suitable match in three days. However, I didn't expect Pei Jingchuan to be a match."

By the end, Mu Lin's voice had become lower.

It's hard to say whether this is good news or bad news for the Second Master.

Wei Chizheng said, "Let's leave it at that for now."

Here, Xie Nanzhi took Pei Jingchuan to get a bone marrow transplant. While waiting, he sat on a bench, looking up at her.

"Has Wei Chizheng agreed to the divorce?"

Xie Nanzhi remained expressionless, not even wanting to look at him. "His opinion is not important."

Pei Jingchuan smiled, stood up and walked to her side. His tall figure complemented her height perfectly. "Nanzhi, I need to marry you and get a marriage certificate before I will agree to the surgery."

The prerequisite for obtaining a marriage certificate is the dissolution of the previous marriage.

Xie Nanzhi turned around abruptly. The two were extremely close, so close that she could clearly see every expression on Pei Jingchuan's face.

Xie Nanzhi sneered, "President Wei, you seem to be unfamiliar with the current divorce process. Even if I go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to process the divorce now, there is a 30-day cooling-off period before I can get the divorce certificate. Of course, going through the formalities does not require a cooling-off period, but the process of filing for divorce is not short either."

Pei Jingchuan's face darkened; he had forgotten about that.

Who was so bored as to set up a cooling-off period for divorce? Pei Jingchuan clenched his fist in his pocket, his previous composure gone.

Seeing Pei Jingchuan get his comeuppance, Xie Nanzhi felt a strange sense of satisfaction.

She scoffed, "So, the conditions you mentioned are simply not valid."

Pei Jingchuan remained silent, his brows furrowed as if deep in thought.

After a long pause, Pei Jingchuan said, "Nanzhi, my conditions remain unchanged. How you proceed is up to you. If you think Wang Shufen's condition can continue to drag on, then so be it."

This shouldn't be something he needs to consider, should it?

Having figured this out, Pei Jingchuan felt much better. "Nanzhi, Wang Shufen's life hasn't been easy. She's only enjoyed two years of happiness. Can you really bear to watch her just wait to die like this?"

Xie Nanzhi glared at him fiercely.

Pei Jingchuan didn't care; after three years of marriage, he believed he knew her well enough.

Given Xie Nanzhi's personality, she would never stand by and watch her own mother die.

At this moment, Wei Chizheng also came over.

His sharp gaze was fixed on Pei Jingchuan.

Pei Jingchuan, however, was fearless. He casually walked towards Wei Chizheng and stopped when he reached him. "Wei Chizheng, I told you, Nanzhi will come back to me. Look, soon she will be my wife again."

Wei Chizheng clenched his fists tightly, his fingertips turning white from the force, and the veins on his arms bulged.

His gaze fell on Pei Jingchuan, his eyes almost overflowing with ruthlessness. "You're dreaming."