Chapter 28 But, Her Last Name is Bian
Thunder rumbled in the sky.
That day, there was a huge rainstorm in City A.
Amid the rumbling thunder, Ou Zhenghao collapsed to the ground and trembled uncontrollably, and the person beneath him was in a mess.
But at this moment, he was conscious and he could clearly feel the disgusting looks from the people around him.
The humiliation that was like being tortured to death almost made him want to die on the spot!
There was deathly silence all around.
Everyone looked at the girl who was as pretty as a rose and smiled harmlessly.
She easily wiped the silver needle that had just been inserted into Ou Zhenghao's acupoint with a wet wipe, with the murderous look in her eyes undisguised.
"Director, what work do you assign me today?" Bian Zhi didn't look at Ou Zhenghao on the ground. His eyes passed over Ou Yao and looked at Director Wang beside her.
As calm as if nothing had happened.
Director Wang swallowed hard, his pupils still trembling as he shook his head, "No, no."
"Okay," Bian Zhi smiled slightly, "Then I'll go read a book by myself."
After everyone followed Bian Zhi into the study, their gazes fixed on a certain spot, and no one moved tacitly.
Suddenly.
There was a sound of thunder in the sky.
As if waking from a dream, everyone looked at Ou Zhenghao, who was lying unconscious on the ground, and shouted in unison: "Fuck!"
Duan Chengfeng's eyes were bloodshot because he hadn't blinked for a long time.
He looked at Ou Moyuan in disbelief, gave him a thumbs-up, and after a long while, he said, "Your ex-wife is awesome!"
Ou Yao was so frightened that she dared not speak. Ou Moyuan came back to his senses, his brows tightly furrowed.
He never knew that she had such a side.
In the past, no matter how her family humiliated her, she never refuted but accepted it quietly and said okay obediently.
It had never been like this before. It was like all the humiliation that he couldn't bear even for a second burst out.
It's terrifying.
He suddenly realized that in the past, Bian Zhi cared about them as his family because she also regarded his family as her own family.
That's why I endure it willingly.
For the first time, he realized that Bian Zhi also had a temper.
Although he still had a faint smile on his face, he was merciless when he attacked.
As he left with the ambulance, Ou Moyuan looked towards the study of the Chinese medicine clinic and thought: So, she really won't give me any room to turn back?
Wasn't she with him just for his money?
He still remembered what she said while laughing and joking with those people at the corner of the elevator.
"Director Bian, you said the Ou family has so much money, why do you still work so hard?"
At that time, Bian Zhi looked at the medical records and smiled, "I didn't give it to me. If I were given it in the future, I might just stay at home and play."
These words are still fresh in my mind.
Why did she get so angry when Ou Zhenghao just humiliated her with money?
For the first time in his life, Ou Moyuan felt that he could not understand Bian Zhi.
In the ambulance.
Duan Chengfeng was still in shock, his face blank.
There was nothing around except the sound of the ambulance.
A long time later.
Duan Chengfeng looked up at Ou Moyuan and said, "Bian Zhi, it seems like he got angry after hearing the last sentence."
Ou Moyuan: "What did you say?"
Duan Chengfeng: "I have a father to teach me, but no mother to raise me."
There was another silence.
The more Ou Moyuan thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He got married on impulse. After the marriage, he investigated Bian Zhi's information, and the data showed that Bian Zhi was an orphan.
Would an orphan care about such words?
Maybe.
Ou Moyuan looked out the window. A woman who married him for money was not worth his time and effort.
Maybe there were too many people today, and both sides were at loggerheads. He would wait until another day to find a more peaceful place and give more money privately, and the matter should be settled.
Ou Moyuan rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't know if it was because there were too many things going on recently, but he always felt uncomfortable all over.
The ambulance rushed into the hospital.
Duan Chengfeng watched helplessly as Ou Zhenghao and Ou Yao were dragged through countless tests. A pile of reports came out, but the symptoms of the two people who were receiving intravenous drips became more and more obvious.
Ou Zhenghao suffered from incontinence, his pupils were slightly unfocused, and he showed obvious symptoms of being near death.
Ou Yao took a lot of medicine, but she couldn't make any sound.
Later, they found a master of acupuncture, and Ou Zhenghao's symptoms were barely back to their stagnant state. He no longer had incontinence, but his face was crooked, he couldn't speak clearly, and he drooled. His ugly appearance made Chen Yuyan, who was dying on the hospital bed, turn her face away in disgust.
"Mo, Mo Yuan, I want to kill Bian Zhi!" After Ou Zhenghao finished speaking, his eyes squeezed together and became cross-eyed.
The old lady slapped her thigh and cried out, "Ouch!"
"Ancestor, please stop talking!"
"Who can you kill?!"
"It's good that others don't kill you!"
When Ou Zhenghao heard this, he became so angry that he fainted.
Duan Chengfeng looked at Ou Zhenghao, who looked like his brain was squeezed by the door, sighed, and whispered to Ou Moyuan before leaving.
"I think you shouldn't go to Bian Zhi for the next two days. Even if you do, don't mention the money. You know how many Chinese and Western medicine doctors you've consulted tonight. Look at your brother's stroke. With his methods and medical skills, if he really wants to make money, how can he be short of money?"
"A capable person can live a good life wherever they go. If you really mean it, go back and apologize to her. If you have something to say, talk to her nicely. Don't be so arrogant every time. You're already divorced, and she doesn't owe you anything."
Duan Chengfeng left after saying this.
Ou Moyuan leaned against the hospital corridor and smoked while looking at Bian Zhi's previous background investigation report.
Blank space from beginning to end.
The word "orphan" is in bold black font, and there is nothing else.
At this moment, he looked at the large blank space carefully, and his brows slowly frowned.
In the past, he didn't care about her, so he didn't pay attention to the meaning behind this big blank. A person who has lived to the age of 23 can have a resume as blank as a sheet of paper.
That only means that someone is covering up her true identity.
Ou Moyuan's eyes were deep.
So, Bian Zhi, what is your true identity?
When Bian Zhi came out of the study of the Chinese medicine hospital, it was already dark outside.
Perhaps her behavior today frightened everyone, and Director Wang didn't come to cause trouble all day. When she left, his eyes were full of fear as he watched her leave.
As she passed by the dean's office, she heard the dean nervously ask on the phone, "Who is Bian Zhi? Why does he know Bian Yaoyao's unique family-inherited silver needle acupuncture technique?"
The voice on the other end was familiar and clear, echoing in the quiet room.
She heard the person opposite her chuckle and say, "Dean Bai, what are you worried about? Bian Zhi is only a few years old this year, and Bian Yaoyao has been dead for many years. Do you suspect that Bian Zhi is her successor?"
The dean frowned deeply, thinking of how calmly Bian Zhi gave the acupuncture today, and felt frightened.
"It's a suspicion." Dean Bai said frankly.
"Dean Bai, you're worrying too much. I guess that injection was just a result of anger. It's a lucky coincidence. How old is that little girl you're talking about? The old masters in your department are almost at the end of their lives, and none of them have the medical skills of Bian Yaoyao. Even if Bian Yaoyao really has a true disciple alive, he would definitely be a middle-aged man in his forties. You're only 23 years old, and you're the heir of the Bian family. Do you believe what you say?"
The dean paused, somewhat convinced, "But, her last name is also Bian."
The girl on the phone smiled brightly. "Well, my last name is Bian too. Why don't you say I'm a descendant of the Bian family? Calculate how many years it's been since Bian Yaoyao passed away. If you go back to when he was 23, how old was Bian Zhi then? How could he have inherited the true legacy? I think you're overthinking it."
Bian Zhi looked at the dean's relaxed brows and walked towards the door.
Ten years ago, when Bian Yaoyao got into trouble, she was thirteen years old.
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