Chapter 82 The scumbag father is critically ill and begs her for a blood transfusion.
Su Muci stood there, the urn containing her mother's ashes in her arms heavy, as if bearing the weight of Bai Nuannuan's suffering and the humiliation she had endured.
However, even heavier than this was the surge of warmth and excitement welling up inside her at that moment.
His words, and the sixteen characters on the Xuan paper, seemed to radiate light, piercing through the lingering gloom and self-doubt in her heart.
The dirt is gone, but the light remains.
These four words seemed to be reminding her that what she did to Zhou Wangyuan today was not fighting evil with evil, but merely wiping away a stain that should never have existed in her life.
He understood her psychological burden, so he showed her through his words and actions that he supported her and would not leave her to fight alone.
She originally wanted to ask about Master Song.
Why does Master Song respect her so much?
Where did he get the money to tip live streamers?
But now, Su Muci felt that she didn't need to ask him.
Since he trusts her, she should reciprocate with the same trust.
No matter what he does or how he does it, all she needs to do is stand by his side.
Su Muci said, "Mr. Huo, shall we find a place to settle my mother first?"
Huo Zhan stepped forward, took the urn from her arms, and held her hand: "It's all arranged."
...
The weather was fine, with a gentle breeze.
In a quiet cemetery in Jiangcheng, sunlight filters through the verdant pines and cypresses, casting dappled patterns of light.
The newly erected tombstone bears seven simple yet solemn characters: "The Tomb of the Loving Mother, Bai Nuannuan".
Looking at her mother's name on the tombstone, Su Muci was overwhelmed with emotions.
The mother, who had been drained of her life's blood by the Zhou family, could finally rest in peace, and all the past events vanished like smoke.
Su Muci bowed deeply three times, and Huo Zhan beside her followed suit.
After paying his respects, he stood before the tombstone and thought to himself, "Mother, from this day forward, I will protect Cici's joys and sorrows, her safety and honor. I will not let her bear any of the storms of life alone. Please rest assured."
"Mr. Huo, let's go."
Hearing Su Muci's words, Huo Zhan nodded.
The two slowly left the cemetery.
On the way back, Huo Zhan received a call from the wedding planning company, confirming the various arrangements for the wedding three days later.
As Su Muci listened, her heart pounded uncontrollably, and even the hand he held in his palm began to tremble slightly.
Just a month ago, she was driven to the brink of despair by Fu Hengzhi and Zhou Mengying, and what she relied on to survive was the deep-seated resentment and hatred in her heart.
A month later, she not only shed the darkness and thorns that were not originally hers, but also found the meaning and home of happiness.
All of this was so beautiful, like a dream I didn't want to wake up from.
However, her current peace is a great disgrace to some people.
Inside the hospital ward, the smell of disinfectant couldn't mask the stench of blood.
Zhou Mengying sat on the edge of the bed, her face pale, staring at her father Zhou Wangyuan's empty trouser legs, her eyes so sinister they seemed to drip with venom.
Her father, who had all four limbs intact, became disabled!
"Dad!" she gritted her teeth, her voice forced out, "Once we get to Kyoto and find Huo Zhan, I will definitely avenge this! Master Song, Su Muci, and that Zero... I will make them pay the price one by one!"
Zhou Wangyuan's pale lips moved, but he was too weak to make a clear sound.
At that moment, a nurse rushed in, her face grave: "Ms. Zhou, Mr. Zhou has lost too much blood and urgently needs a transfusion! But the hospital's Rh-negative blood supply is critically low! You are also Rh-negative, please go for a transfusion immediately!"
Zhou Mengying's expression changed drastically: "Draw my blood? My dad lost so much blood, and you're taking all of it from me? What if I collapse? Is your hospital really this irresponsible?"
The nurse looked troubled: "This is the fastest we can find a matching blood type. Or, does Mr. Zhou have any other relatives who are Rh-negative?"
Zhou Mengying's eyes darted around, a glint of malice flashing in them: "Yes!"
Su Muci is also a daughter of the Zhou family, and there is a high probability that she has Rh-negative blood.
It would be perfect for her to donate blood!
She immediately dialed Su Muci's number, but no one answered.
Unwilling to give up, Zhou Mengying went to Weibo and quickly edited a post:
[@SuSuV's father is in critical condition and urgently needs a blood transfusion! Sister, please, for the sake of the Zhou family's years of nurturing, come and see Dad and save him!]
She didn't forget to include all the hashtags related to Su Su, attempting to exert pressure through public opinion.
This method indeed allowed Su Muci to see the message.
However, Su Muci's response was calm and resolute.
She directly forwarded a video clip of herself exposing Zhou Wangyuan's ugly side at the radio host annual competition, with the following comment:
[Solemn Declaration: I was expelled from the Zhou family when I was fifteen. My surname is Su, not Zhou. I have no further connection with Zhou Wangyuan in this life. Do not disturb me, whether it is my life or death.]
Zhou Mengying immediately seized the opportunity to launch a frenzy of online discussions, even spending money to hire online trolls and generate buzz, attempting to use this incident to forever tarnish Su Muchi's reputation.
#Famous anchor SuSu disregards ethics and refuses to help those in distress#
#Even with great talent, you can't be heartless towards your family#
#On the Moral Bottom Line of Public Figures#
She thought she could drown Su Muci in this wave of public opinion, but she found that the comments section under the traffic topic she had paid for was overwhelmingly in support of her.
"Get lost! Don't try to morally blackmail my SuSu!"
"Have we forgotten all the despicable things the Zhou family did to Su Su?"
"This scumbag father still has the nerve to ask for help? He should just die and be reincarnated!"
"Support Su Su! People like this don't deserve to be talked about filial piety!"
Zhou Mengying stared at the screen, trembling with anger.
how so?
Why are netizens so disobedient these days?!
As Zhou Wangyuan's vital signs gradually weakened and the nurses' urging became more and more urgent, Zhou Mengying suppressed her resentment.
Finally, she dialed Fu Hengzhi's number.
"Brother Hengzhi, I don't know why my sister has become so heartless. My father is her father too! How could she really just stand by and watch someone die! I've never seen such a cold-blooded and ruthless person, sob sob..."
Hearing Zhou Mengying's helpless sobs, Fu Hengzhi's protective instincts, typical of male chauvinism, were rekindled.
Especially considering that Zhou Mengying was supposed to marry Huo Zhan?
Instead of clinging to the powerful figures in Kyoto, she came to beg him? This greatly satisfied Fu Hengzhi's vanity, making him feel that his status had instantly risen several levels.
"Ying'er, don't worry, she's just confused for a moment. I'll teach her a lesson."
That evening, Su Muci's phone rang.
Seeing an unfamiliar number, she assumed it was from the wedding organizers and answered the call.
However, what came through the receiver was Fu Hengzhi's arrogant voice:
"Cici, do you still remember our promise?"
"Remember."
Su Muci invited him to the Cathedral of Mary to personally witness her wedding with Huo Zhan.
Then, tell him to get lost!
Fu Hengzhi chuckled softly on the other end of the phone: "I like kind and obedient women the most. As long as you go to the hospital to donate blood to Uncle Zhou, the probability of me agreeing to your marriage proposal in three days will double. How about it?"
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