Chapter 71 The Demolition Effect
Guan Zhiwei followed the same old rule: she wouldn't let anyone watch her treat patients, for fear of having their techniques stolen.
The First Madam dismissed the servants, but still worried, she pulled her aside and said, "Don't kill her. She's your own sister. She felt sorry for you being stranded outside and protected you. Please, for the sake of her, and for the sake of my ten months of pregnancy, don't kill her."
This is the demolition effect.
The First Madam completely forgot about Sui Ying, and that Sui Ying had splattered blood on Guan Nannan's face.
"Don't worry, I'm here for treatment," Guan Zhiwei said gently.
After the First Madam left and the door closed, she glanced at Guan Nannan and said, "Stop pretending to be crazy."
Guan Nannan clung to Sui Ying's clothes, her hair disheveled, her face bare, with clear tear tracks and dark circles under her eyes. She wandered around like a headless fly, oblivious to the sounds around her.
Guan Zhiwei casually found a place to sit down. "I know what you're thinking."
Guan Nannan remained dazed: "Sui Lang, sob sob sob, I'm so sorry."
Guan Zhiwei chuckled, shaking her head and making groaning noises. It was truly laughable.
“You’d rather believe that your eight-year-old sister seduced Sui Ying, and that Sui Ying and his half-sister were having an affair, than admit that Sui Ying was a pedophile and forced Guan Huaihuai. Because once you admit it, how can you hold your head up? How can you face that little sister?”
Guan Nannan suddenly turned her head sharply, staring straight at Guan Zhiwei without blinking. Her eyes were wide open, with the whites of her eyes showing, making her look mentally unstable.
Guan Zhiwei neither dodged nor flinched, but met her gaze directly.
"You went from being a victim to a perpetrator, how can you accept that?"
"Stop talking!" Guan Nannan suddenly screamed wildly.
Guan Zhiwei insisted, "You're pretending to be crazy here, and they're afraid of upsetting you, so they don't dare say a word. Do you think it doesn't exist just because no one talks about it?"
“What did I do wrong! Was it wrong for me to obey my parents’ wishes and marry him? Was it wrong for me to bring him home as my grandfather instructed?”
She stared intently at Guan Zhiwei, as if she wanted to burn through the person who had ruined her marriage with the fire of anger in her eyes.
"Or did I make a mistake by bringing you back?! I brought you back with the best of intentions!"
"I also kindly saved you, and I killed that man who made you grit your teeth for you. Why aren't you grateful to me?"
Guan Zhiwei clenched her fist and slammed it into her palm, suddenly realizing: "I understand. You want to blame him, curse him, and then be entangled with him for the rest of your life. I've ruined your life."
Guan Nannan gritted her teeth, lay prone on the ground, and pounded the ground with all her might.
Guan Zhiwei looked at her. People in this world are all kinds of strange and wonderful, and she could understand most of their behaviors. Even if those people were despicable, disgusting, ugly, and hateful.
But he just couldn't understand Guan Nannan.
She usually hates her husband to death, seizing every opportunity to hurl insults at him, her words dripping with disdain. But when her husband suffers, instead of kicking him while he's down and ruining him beyond repair, she unexpectedly chooses to share his hardships. She will support her husband, and the two will work together like a loving couple.
Of course, this situation won't last long. Once the storm has passed, the two of them will start hurling insults, arguing, and slandering each other again.
"Just looking at the two of you makes me uncomfortable. It brings back painful memories. It's awful. I don't have many memories left, but I still have some painful ones."
"Come here," Guan Nannan said, her voice choked with emotion, "Give me a hug."
Guan Zhiwei walked over and hugged her, as if she were pulling a drowning person out of the water, and reminded her, "If you want to take this opportunity to kill me, you'd better not. I'm very strong, I can take you down with a flick of my wrist."
She sobbed uncontrollably, "Who would kill their sister for their husband? I am who I am, I am who I am..."
She couldn't say for sure either.
She was passionate and protective of her sisters, yet she was also prone to harboring resentment, regardless of right or wrong.
Is this what a human being is like?
That's hard to understand.
Guan Zhiwei successfully cured the two sisters, and her reputation as a miracle doctor should have grown even stronger.
She went out the door.
The First Madam eagerly awaited her arrival.
"She's better now, but she said she doesn't know how to face Guan Huaihuai yet, so she asked you to take care of her for a while."
"..."
The First Madam was silent for a moment, then sighed and nodded.
The grudges and grievances between people are too complicated. If it doesn't come to the point of drawing swords and fighting to the death, in the end all that's left is a sigh.
This sigh is called "Let it go."
"By the way," the First Madam said, having finished worrying about this daughter, she now had to worry about another. "That Gao Yang's son is indeed eloquent and seems loyal to you, but you can't judge a book by its cover. How can you be sure he's sincere? After all, you killed his father."
"Isn't it better that he's not sincere, but can only pretend to be?"
“You child, your temperament… sigh, I don’t know what to say to you, but I would never harm you. I don’t like this Gao Huan.”
Guan Zhiwei thought to herself, Gao Huan has really misjudged the situation. The person he wanted to flatter and fawn over has turned around and hates him.
The two had only exchanged a few words when a member of the Guan family arrived.
"Mother, Father wants you to bring Third Sister to the main hall."
"Why are you making trouble for no reason?" the First Madam muttered under her breath. "He seems to want you to admit your mistake, or he'll kick you out of the house. I see you're doing quite well outside, why would you care about something like this at home?"
"I don't care, but the show has already started, and I have to go and sing a song."
Guan Zhiwei gave a deep smile.
She took the lead and walked away.
The hall was packed with people, some of whom didn't even have the right to sit down.
Lord Guan sat at the head of the table, looking at the game he had set up, feeling as if all the heroes of the world were at his disposal.
Prefect Liang did not show up. Ever since Guan Zhiwei became a scoundrel, he was afraid that his clean and honest reputation would be tainted. He would avoid anyone who could smell the Guan surname in the air.
In the end, we've already paid all the taxes and levies we were supposed to pay; there's no need to get involved in this mess.
The head of the Jiang family did come, but he was not at peace. He was the one who brought the man in, but they colluded with his rivals to kick him out of the game. If he didn't come and kick him while he was down, he would feel terrible.
Besides these three, all the other large and small aristocratic families were also in dire straits, being extorted in various ways. It's worth noting that they were usually the ones who benefited from this!
They were full of complaints, they were furious, and they decided that today's matter must not be resolved peacefully!
Guan Zhiwei came in.
The shouts and commotion in the hall suddenly stopped, and there was complete silence.
They watched Guan Zhiwei's every step with their eyes.
She stepped in with her left foot.
She raised an eyebrow.
She chuckled.
Who is she laughing at? What is her purpose in doing this?
Quickly analyze her every move!
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