Take a gamble 1
Song Zhao didn't receive any messages from Nan Qi all night, and no one answered the phone. He thought Nan Qi was still with Li Jia, so he sent her a goodnight message after evening self-study. But he felt inexplicably uneasy. When the next morning came, not only did he not receive any messages from her, but her phone was also turned off.
Nanqi didn't come to school, and Duan Peng said he couldn't contact her either. He also couldn't contact Li Jia and didn't know where they went. Song Zhao's last call was to Nan Yue, but Nan Yue stammered and couldn't explain clearly. Song Zhao became more and more anxious as he listened, so he went to her house to look for her.
As soon as they arrived at Nanqi's house, Nanyue threw herself into Song Zhao's arms, crying and calling him "brother-in-law."
"Yueyue, don't cry. You said on the phone that your sister was arrested. What did you mean?" Song Zhao asked anxiously.
"My sister has been arrested by the police!" Nan Yue said, crying.
Song Zhao's heart skipped a beat, her blood froze, and she stood there, trembling as she said, "This is impossible, how could the police... how could they arrest your sister?"
Just then, Wu Hua returned with a solemn expression. Her eyes were dark and bluish-black, her pupils were bloodshot, and many white hairs suddenly appeared at her temples.
"Mom, how is my sister?" Nan Yue ran to her side and asked anxiously.
Song Zhao forced her eyelids open to calm herself down, then went to the kitchen to pour Wu Hua a glass of water. Holding Wu Hua's hand, she said, "Auntie, don't worry, we're all here. We can solve any difficulties together."
Wu Hua looked at Song Zhao with tired eyes and said, "Zhao Zhao, you are a good child, but you are still just a child. You can't help Da Qi this time."
"Mom, tell me... what's wrong with my sister..." Nan Yue cried out anxiously.
"Auntie, even three cobblers can outwit Zhuge Liang. With three brains, how could we not come up with a solution?"
Wu Hua's pupils were dark and his eyes were unfocused. He said, pausing between sentences, "Da Qi... she kicked Li Cheng down on the road. A large truck happened to be driving by and ran over Li Cheng's leg. The police said the driver was driving normally and the accident was entirely Nan Qi's fault."
"Then my sister... will she be sentenced?" Nan Yue asked, her voice trembling.
“After I got out, I consulted a lawyer. The lawyer said that the police might determine that my sister committed intentional assault, which would result in a heavy sentence. If they determine it was negligence, the sentence should be lighter. The exact length of the sentence depends on Li Cheng's injury assessment. Right now, the only thing I can do is get a letter of forgiveness from Li Cheng,” Wu Hua sobbed. “If it really comes to that, it will help with her sentence reduction…”
She turned her face away, hiding her tears where the children couldn't see them, then casually wiped them away, and said firmly, "Yueyue, go and get the savings book from my drawer."
Nan Yue nodded, choking back tears, then covered her mouth and ran to the bedroom.
Song Zhao said in a hoarse voice, "Auntie, I'll go back for a bit."
Wu Hua nodded slightly.
As soon as she stepped outside, Song Zhao's tears streamed down her face. She couldn't bear to think about Nan Qi's current situation and the years she would spend in prison. She was terrified that she couldn't save her.
Song Zhao returned to school. Nan Qi's schoolbag was still there. She took her bag and the card that had been left with her. Then she went home and rummaged through her drawers to take out all the membership cards and credit cards.
"Zhaozhao, why did you suddenly come back? What happened? Why did you take out so many cards?" Aunt Fang asked curiously.
Song Zhao's eyes were red and her voice trembled as she said, "Nanqi is in trouble, and I don't know what to do."
"What happened to Nanqi? Tell me."
"I don't have time, I can't talk to you anymore!"
"Don't panic, kid. You're usually so calm when things happen, why can't you stay calm when it comes to Nanqi's situation?"
Song Zhao paused. Yes, I need to calm down, I need to calm down. Only by calming down can I think of a way, only then can I save her.
Song Zhao took a deep breath. Even if I raise more money, they might not agree to a settlement. If they ask for an exorbitant amount, I still won't be able to save Nanqi.
Song Zhao closed her eyes, recalling the times Nan Qi had contacted her yesterday, searching for a breakthrough.
Right, Li Jia! Nan Qi acted impulsively. If she wanted to fight Li Cheng, she definitely wouldn't have waited until night. Something must have happened in the meantime.
Thinking of this, she immediately dialed Li Jia's number. She hadn't saved Li Jia's number; she had only memorized a few numbers that Nan Qi frequently contacted when she was going through Nan Qi's call history.
"Hello?" Li Jia was a little curious about the unfamiliar local number, worried that it was a call from the hospital, so she answered the phone anyway.
"Li Jia, this is Song Zhao."
Li Jia was somewhat shocked. After a long silence, she said, "I know what you want to ask. Come to my house. No one's here during the day."
Outside the ward, Wu Hua was facing Li Yanzhang. Wang Suping tried her best to please him, even though she had bought him supplements, but the fruit was thrown out.
"Suping, Yanzhang, there's 200,000 yuan in here. It's a small token of my appreciation." Wu Hua took out the bankbook and handed it to them.
Wang Suping cried, "Who wants your money? I just want my son's leg!"
"Yes, I understand how you feel. If I could, I would really like to give my leg to Da Cheng."
Li Yanzhang roared, "What's the use of saying all this! Your daughter killed my son, your whole family are murderers, and they must pay with their blood!"
Wu Hua bit her lip, tears instantly falling. She wiped away her tears, abandoned her strong-willed nature, and knelt down, saying, "I beg you, please let Nanqi go. From now on, I will be your Dacheng's slave, his maid, his servant. I will give him all my salary and pension. I will support him for the rest of my life."
At this moment, a doctor from the hospital came over, saw the scene, and said, "This is a hospital, please be quiet and don't disturb the patients' rest."
Wang Suping said to Wu Hua, "If you dare to disturb my son and make his condition worse, I'll never forgive you."
Li Yanzhang said, "If you were really sincere, you wouldn't try to fool us with 200,000 yuan. Your house is worth more than that!"
Wu Hua explained helplessly, "That house belongs to Yueyue's father. When we divorced, the divorce agreement stated that the house would be given to Yueyue, but Yueyue was underage, so the house has never been transferred. Even if I wanted to sell it, I couldn't."
When Song Zhao and Li Jia arrived at the hospital, they saw Wu Hua kneeling down and talking among the adults. They didn't go over to interrupt them. After they quieted down, Song Zhao stepped forward and helped Wu Hua up. Li Jia also carefully carried the food bucket to her parents' side and felt their cold, piercing gazes.
Li's parents took the food bucket and went into the ward. Because Li Cheng became emotional as soon as he saw Wu Hua and Li Jia, they could only wait secretly at the door. Song Zhao and Li Cheng didn't see each other much, so she followed them in.
In the ward, Li Cheng lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, with an IV drip in his hand. Under the bed were books, fruit, used tissues, and an overturned trash can.
Wang Suping seemed used to it, skillfully picking them up one by one and cleaning them up.
"Son, let's eat," Li Yanzhang said, opening the lid as if coaxing a child.
"Leave me alone! All of you fucking leave me alone..." Li Cheng's voice weakened, and tears were still streaming down his face.
"Son, you can't give up on yourself. You're our only son, and if you do this, it's like cutting our hearts out..."
"I've lost my legs, I'm a useless person, a useless person..."
Song Zhao suddenly interrupted him, saying, "Not necessarily. With active treatment and a prosthesis, one can still function like a normal person."
Song Zhao's unfamiliar voice made Li Cheng unable to resist raising his head to look at her.
Wang Suping gently rocked the hospital bed up for him a little.
"And who are you?" He no longer remembered Song Zhao.
Song Zhao said calmly, "A rich person."
Both of Li's parents looked at her with some surprise.
"Hmph," Li Cheng sized her up, looking at her school uniform, and said with disappointment and speechlessness, "Where did you get the money?"
“I was born a rich kid. All I do every day is spend money. I can spend it however I want,” Song Zhao said, showing off two credit cards.
"The limit for one card is 6,000, which is just my pocket money." Then she showed several more gold membership cards.
"You're not going to say you're going to help me, are you?" Li Cheng said with a self-deprecating laugh.
"It's not impossible. After all, it's not a problem to trick my dad into giving me money for studying abroad."
"Ha... I don't even know you..."
"Whether you know me or not is not important. What is important is that I am here to solve your problem. You know your family's financial situation. The old couple's savings should be gone in one night. You need follow-up treatment. If you want to stand up, walk, and even run and jump, all of this will require a lot of money. I estimate it will cost at least 1 million."
"Can you really save my son?" Li Yanzhang asked pleadingly.
"Promise me and I'll save him."
Wang Suping also said, "As long as you can save my son, we will agree to any request you make."
Song Zhao clenched his fists, his breath catching in his throat, and solemnly said, "I want Zhang Nanqi."
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