Chapter 275 No Cure
Looking at her raised lips, Ye Xiaomei was speechless.
There were so many thoughts in her mind. If she really thought it was a trap, the person on the other end of the phone would have chopped off Shang Zhen's hand.
Ye Xiaomei's pupils focused light as she spoke word by word:
"Whether it was a trap or not, you know it best, Mrs. Xue. If you insist on saying that I was setting a trap, then I have nothing to say. But I also know that Mrs. Xue's place is not worthy of being seen by others."
Ye Xiaomei glanced at Mrs. Xue subconsciously, and when she saw her frown, she knew she was right:
"Second, you suspect that I have investigated. Your son's stillbirth happened 20 years ago. I am 19 years old this year."
"Third, your married life with Xue Wenhao is not happy, and he has lovers everywhere, so you have hatred in your heart."
Mrs. Xue's face turned visibly pale and blue.
Ye Xiaomei added: "Is that so?"
A middle-aged woman with a dignified demeanor and extraordinary temperament clutched the sofa tightly with both hands, and she looked as if she was in more pain than death.
Seeing her like this, Ye Xiaomei regained her confidence:
"I said, meeting your little daughter might help me solve the problem. If you don't let me see her, then I don't want to see Shang Zhen. She's just a classmate of mine. If her hands and feet are chopped off, I can be the shareholder alone."
Having said that, Ye Xiaomei felt that the time had come, so she turned around and opened the sliding door.
At that moment, the two strong men forced Ye Xiaomei to raise her head to look into each other's nostrils. Damn, her confidence was extinguished all at once.
How can I run out? I subconsciously looked at the other person's arms, which are almost as thick as my thighs.
Ye Xiaomei subconsciously put her hands into the cloth bag. When she was learning the Thirteen Needles from Mr. Xie, he had her practice with the needles, which emphasized speed. As she practiced, the cardboard hanging behind Ye Xiaomei's dormitory door was full of needle holes.
And practice makes perfect, and it can have miraculous effects, such as flying needles?
Do you want to pierce these two strong men? Where should you pierce? Ye Xiaomei raised her head and looked at the other person's neck.
No, it's the aorta. If you puncture it, it will kill you.
"Wait, I agree."
Ye Xiaomei slowly pulled her hand out of the needle bag, exhaled a long breath, and turned around, saying with forced confidence:
"I will keep my promise, too."
What's the point of keeping the faith? I don't know what disease this little girl has. What if she can't be cured and Shang really dies? What if I can't leave?
Half an hour had passed in the thought process. Well, Ye Xiaomei concluded that Zhang Sanmao's IQ was not much higher than Heizi's.
At this time, Mrs. Xue had already wiped her face, straightened her cheongsam, stood up, raised her chin and said calmly:
"Bring Shang Zhen here."
"Yes, ma'am." One of the two big men guarding the door left.
Ye Xiaomei let out a sigh of relief.
"Ye Xiaomei, I'll take you to meet my daughter now."
After he finished speaking, the sound of dandruff gradually faded away, and Ye Xiaomei followed him down the stairs.
Looking at her back as she walked down the stairs, her graceful figure, although she is already in her forties, she still has the beauty of a middle-aged woman.
Xue Wenhao has a wife at home, but he has so many mistresses outside. If it were Ye Xiaomei, she would go crazy.
As soon as I walked out of Laurel Building, a brand new black Kia Sportage sedan appeared in front of me.
"Get in the car." Mrs. Xue looked at Ye Xiaomei.
As if she would do something if she didn't get in the car first.
Mrs. Xue said calmly and coldly, "Go back to the Sunshine Community."
"Yes, ma'am."
Ye Xiaomei didn't say anything, but just thought about the community she passed by when she went to the night market. The houses there were all two-story Western-style buildings, which looked neat and elegant.
Just opposite the night market.
Ye Xiaomei couldn't help but sigh as she looked at the night view of Chaocheng outside the car window. Just as her mother said, the lights were on and it seemed as if the electricity was free.
"If you can't figure out the cause of my daughter's illness, I won't let it go."
Mrs. Xue's words brought Ye Xiaomei back to reality.
The toes in the black cloth shoes suddenly clenched, as if they wanted to dig a hole in the bottom of the car. This was also what Ye Xiaomei was worried about.
"Why? Not sure?"
Seeing that Ye Xiaomei didn't say anything, Mrs. Xue, who was in the passenger seat, asked subconsciously.
Ye Xiaomei thought about it and realized that if she said she was not sure, Shang Zhen would be in trouble, and so would she.
Although he knew that Xue Wenhao would most likely face imprisonment or even be shot, a skinny camel is still bigger than a horse, and his wife was definitely not a pushover.
"Let me take a look first. Not only can I read faces, I also know medical skills. If Mrs. Xue is worried, she can call someone to go to the Military General Hospital and ask any nurse. They will know me."
Ye Xiaomei had never been so high-profile before, but when she thought about it, she felt that she was not bragging, and she felt a little more at ease.
"Oh? Really?" Mrs. Xue turned her head and glanced at Ye Xiaomei, as if she wanted to find some clues of lying from her face.
Ye Xiaomei was calm and composed, still having that harmless face.
Mrs. Xue married Xue Wenhao when she was sixteen. He was eight years older than her. She had seen all kinds of people in her travels, but she had never seen someone as pretentious as Ye Xiaomei at such a young age.
She actually made a phone call and asked someone to ask.
Ye Xiaomei took a deep breath. She wasn't lying, so she just asked casually.
The car quickly entered the residential area. The green areas of the community were equipped with ground lights and street lights, and the environment was very good.
Maybe it’s because there’s a night market across the street and a small town just two miles away, so the houses here are more expensive.
The car stopped in front of a two-story Yang Building. When Ye Xiaomei saw Mrs. Xue get out of the car, she opened the door and got out.
She seemed like a different person, and quickly walked up to the door and knocked:
"Sister Zhang, open the door."
Soon, the security door, which most people could not afford, was opened with a click, and an old lady in an apron walked out.
Seeing that she addressed Mrs. Xue respectfully, it was obvious that she was a servant in the family.
Ye Xiaomei was stunned as soon as she walked in. Mrs. Xue’s house was very big and there were many antiques displayed inside.
There was a mountain of toys piled up in the corner of the living room, including several types of wooden horses.
"Bring our daughter here." Mrs. Xue handed her bag to the maid and sat down. The maid put her bag away and served a large plate of fruit.
"Yes, ma'am."
When Ye Xiaomei looked around and looked away, she realized that there was a large plate of washed and cut fruits, many of which she had never seen before in her life.
"Have you eaten it?" Mrs. Xue asked.
"I have eaten kiwi fruit, a specialty fruit from Minzhou, and that one is blueberry from Qinzhou." Ye Xiaomei replied.
Mrs. Xue glanced at Ye Xiaomei for a long time. She was dressed like someone who had just escaped from famine in the countryside. She didn't expect that she would return these foreign things to others.
"Sit down."
Only then did Ye Xiaomei sit down.
Soon, a four-year-old girl named Nannan was brought over by the maid.
Ye Xiaomei's eyes never left her until she fell into Mrs. Xue's arms. Ye Xiaomei swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
This child was the thinnest girl she had ever seen in her life. She was even thinner than Chunhua, the girl who never had enough to eat in the home of Widow Li in Hongmei Village, her hometown.
After all, Chunhua has arms and legs, and they are very tall.
The child's arms and legs are clearly showing signs of degeneration. What can we do? This is polio, a disease that penetrates deep into the bone marrow. We can only take sugar pills to prevent it. Once it occurs, there is no cure.
Ye Xiaomei suddenly felt as if her buttocks were on fire and she could no longer sit still.
"Um, Mrs. Xue, when will Shang Zhen come?" She wanted to run, really, to run as fast as she could, as far as she could.
Mrs. Xue may really have seen a lot of people. The look she gave Ye Xiaomei was very sharp at this moment.
Ye Xiaomei couldn't avoid the gaze, otherwise it would be seen that she was powerless.
Fortunately, Mrs. Xue received a call at this time: "Okay, bring him in."
As soon as he finished speaking, the servant went to open the door, and sure enough, two big men carried Shang Zhen, whose hands were tied, in.
At that moment, the two looked at each other.
Each of them has a variety of expressions.
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