Chapter 168 Sending Ying Luwei to Prison [1st Update]

Ying Zijing had her back to the large truck.

She stood at the intersection, with only Sheng Qingtang in front of her.

The rest are still at the entrance of Han Pavilion, some distance from the intersection.

The truck was quite loud, and they naturally heard it, but no one expected that the truck's purpose was to kill someone.

Sheng Qingtang's expression changed, and before he could even utter a sound, he instinctively reached out to push the girl aside.

But he was an old man, so Ying Zijing certainly couldn't let him block her way.

She turned around abruptly, gathering her inner strength in her left hand, and pushed Sheng Qingtang ten meters away.

Sheng Qingtang only felt a light breeze bump against him, and when he came to his senses, he was already on the other side of the road.

By then, the truck had already driven past.

The change happened so fast that Sheng Qingtang exclaimed in disbelief, "Little Divine Doctor!"

"Father Ying!"

This was a busy time for passersby, and Han Pavilion was located in a bustling area, so people around screamed.

"Zijin!"

Grandpa Zhong's eyes widened in horror.

He didn't care about anything else, nor did he care that he was quite old, and he started running towards where the girl was.

No matter how fast he ran, he couldn't outrun a heavy truck that had reached its maximum speed.

Ying Zijing didn't dodge; behind her were Xiu Yu, Jiang Ran, and Grandpa Zhong.

If that truck had actually crashed into them, these people would have been seriously injured, if not killed.

She raised her hand to block the truck.

"Snap!"

The moment my arm touched the front of the truck, I heard a clear cracking sound.

But the girl didn't even flinch; her eyelashes drooped and her brows furrowed.

The strength is not enough.

This body has only recovered and can use ancient martial arts, but it is far from reaching the strength she needs.

However, as if determined to kill her, the truck was loaded with a lot of goods, reaching its maximum load capacity of 24 tons.

Ying Zijing breathed slowly, preparing to use her body to block it.

But the next second, before she could make a move, her waist was grabbed and someone rolled her to the side.

At the same time, the truck also stopped.

"Sizzle—"

The piercing sound shattered eardrums, and the entire street was gripped by fear.

Not to mention Grandpa Zhong, even Jiang Ran and Xiu Yu were caught off guard.

In the middle of the road.

Fu Yunshen supported himself on the ground with one hand, while the other hand was still protecting the girl's waist.

Fresh blood flowed down his hand that was supporting him on the ground, streaks of blood making his already porcelain-white skin appear even whiter.

"Are you alright?" Fu Yunshen looked down, wanting to raise his hand, but seeing that it was still bleeding, he lowered his hand again, paused, and said, "It's good that you're alright."

Ying Zijin looked up and her gaze fixed on him.

She only injured her right arm, suffering a minor fracture.

But when Fu Yunshen rolled over with her in his arms, he forcibly stopped the truck. On the surface, there were no visible injuries, but he definitely suffered internal injuries.

This was less than a month after his last gunshot wound.

Ying Zijing did not expect what happened today.

Because she helped Shang Yaozhi change the point of his death last time, she also suffered a minor backlash.

Although unlike other fortune tellers, they do not suffer from the five deficiencies and three lacks, or even death.

However, her divine calculation abilities were directly blocked for half a month.

The art of divination inherently involves interfering with preordained cause and effect.

It's just a calculation; it doesn't involve any major events, so generally nothing will happen.

But with the change, problems arise.

If you want to change cause and effect, you have to pay the corresponding price.

You yourself are the one who suffers the backlash, or it is your closest loved ones who are affected.

This is why there are very few true fortune tellers nowadays.

True fortune tellers usually have physical defects.

This is the astrological concept of "five deficiencies and three lacks".

The five ills are "widowhood, widowhood, orphanhood, loneliness, and disability".

The three deficiencies are "lack of wealth, lack of life, and lack of power".

Those who practice divination either have one flaw or one deficiency.

Whether it's the Tarot cards from Europe or the I Ching and Zhouyi from China, divination is about peeking into the secrets of heaven.

But the secrets of heaven are not so easily discovered.

If her abilities are fully restored, she will not be affected in any way.

"I'm fine." Ying Zijing used her unaffected left arm to help him stand up, her eyes cold. "Let's go to the hospital."

**

The First Hospital.

Upon learning that the seventh young master of the Fu family had been seriously injured, the hospital was thrown into a new round of chaos.

Even if Fu Yunshen has a bad reputation in Shanghai, he still has Old Master Fu backing him up. Even Fu Mingcheng doesn't dare to act recklessly, let alone others.

“Yaoyao, hiss…” Fu Yunshen slowly took a breath, his voice still gentle, “Brother is fine. You broke your left arm. Take her to get treatment.”

The last sentence was addressed to Xiu Yu and Jiang Ran.

"Myself—"

"A doctor does not heal himself; he goes to treat others."

Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "I'll be quick, wait for me."

As she spoke, she took a bottle of medicine out of her pocket: "Remember to take it."

The medical staff quickly took both of them into the ward.

With Fu Yunshen injured like this, it was impossible for Old Master Fu not to be alarmed.

He rushed over and when he arrived at the hospital, he saw the man lying on the bed, his handsome face somewhat pale.

"What happened?" Old Master Fu sat down beside him, looking very anxious. "Xiao Qi, I heard from the hospital that you were in a car accident?"

Fu Yunshen raised his peach blossom eyes and smiled lazily: "You could say that."

This was not an ordinary car accident, but a man-made one.

"What do you mean by 'consider it'?" Old Master Fu was furious. "Where do you feel unwell? I'll contact the doctors in the capital and have them come over."

"Grandpa, I'm really fine." Fu Yunshen said lazily, "I'm already tough as nails."

"Nonsense." Old Master Fu's face hardened. "If you were thick-skinned and tough, why would anyone outside call you a weak and helpless young master?"

Fu Yunshen: "..."

His grandfather really knows how to find the perfect angle to criticize him.

As if he had thought of something, Old Master Fu's expression turned cold: "Could they have done this? I'll go and investigate."

“Grandpa, this has nothing to do with the Fu family.” Fu Yunshen said calmly, “You should go back and rest first. I will tell you when there is a result.”

Grandpa Fu was still worried, and since Grandpa Zhong happened to be there, he went to find his old friend.

Five minutes after Mr. Fu left, the door to the ward was opened again.

It was the young man who had been following Fu Yunshen all along. He felt very guilty: "Young Master, I'm sorry, it was my fault for not supervising him properly."

They didn't even need to investigate much before they knew it was Ying Luwei who did it with the truck.

They had been keeping an eye on Ying Luwei, but they never expected her to be so bold as to take direct action.

"Hmm." Fu Yunshen didn't say anything. He looked out the window and said in a calm voice, "Go back and have your younger brother come."

The young man was startled, but he knew it was his dereliction of duty and he would be punished, which he was willing to accept.

"Understood, young master."

As they walked out, the young man said worriedly, "Young Master, Miss Zijing, she..."

"It's alright." Fu Yunshen paused, as if making a promise, "I won't let anything happen to her."

"Perfect timing, now we can send Ying Luwei to prison."

The statute of limitations for the incident sixteen years ago has expired. Although they have ways to deal with it, they can't stop Ying Luwei from sending it to higher authorities again.

The young man nodded in agreement and left.

**

"What?" Ying Luwei was utterly incredulous when she received the call. "You still didn't kill her? Are you all useless?"

She even hired professionals to plan this accident.

She also knew that a car accident had been planned over there, using the heaviest trucks available.

These kinds of trucks can't be driven in the city, so she had to make a lot of arrangements.

Originally, Ying Luwei only wanted Ying Zijin's hands, but she never expected that something from sixteen years ago would be exposed.

Although she was young at the time, she remembered very clearly the first time she did something wrong.

She stole the baby and threw it away, so why would anyone suspect her, who is also a child?

Therefore, she had to kill Ying Zijin.

But now...

Ying Luwei gritted her teeth, got up, and knocked on the bedroom door: "Mom, are you still sleeping?"

"Just woke up." Old Madam Ying's voice was very weak. "Luwei, come in."

Ying Luwei pushed open the door and went in.

Madam Ying was in poor health, slept a lot, and lived in the city center.

So no one told her what had happened recently.

Upon seeing her youngest daughter, Madam Ying looked at her with kind eyes: "Luwei, I remember you had a concert yesterday, how was it?"

"It's great." Ying Luwei pursed her lips and smiled. "Mo Yuan even told me that I play better than before."

"That's good, that's good." Old Madam Ying nodded repeatedly. "It's time to put your wedding date with Mo Yuan on the agenda."

Ying Luwei lowered her head, her face filled with resentment and coldness. She spoke in a low voice, "Mom, I bled again this morning."

"What?" Old Madam Ying exclaimed in surprise. "Then why aren't we going to the hospital right away?"

Then, as if remembering something, he said, "Where's that adopted daughter? Why don't you hurry up and have her come and donate blood for you?"

(End of this chapter)