Chapter 91 Method
Jiang Tingyu had her bleeding.
The doctors and nurses were so busy protecting Jiang Tingyu's pregnancy that they didn't bother to call the police.
Only after they were sure that Jiang Tingyu and the baby in her belly were temporarily out of danger did the doctors and nurses pay attention to Sang Feiwan who had been standing at the door.
But at this time, Mrs. Lu and Lu Ci came to see Jiang Tingyu.
When the nurse told them about this, Lu Ci immediately refuted it, "How is that possible? Sister Sang is not that kind of person. Jiang Tingyu must have fallen on her own."
"Last time when they mobilized military wives to donate, wasn't it her who pulled someone down and caused him to fall?"
"Besides, Sister Sang has this temper. She always hides when something happens. She won't fight back unless she's bullied severely or has no other choice."
After hearing what Sang Feiwan said to Duanmu Ya that day, Lu Ci still felt that he was overthinking it.
She felt that her sister Sang was deliberately using provocation to encourage sister Yaya to live a good life.
Sister Sang is so timid and weak that she would not be stupid enough to conflict with Jiang Tingyu.
"Grandma, I really suspect Jiang Tingyu might be mentally ill. You have to protect her for the sake of the baby in her belly. Don't let her give birth to three mentally ill children."
"Let's arrange for someone to take care of her and keep her under guard."
"Oh, by the way, where's Aunt Wu, who was assigned to take care of her? She's not here. She must have sent her away again! She deliberately framed Sister Sang."
Lu Ci's defense and speaking up for Sang Feiwan made Old Lady Lu feel it was reasonable.
She looked at Jiang Tingyu in the ward with some disappointment, "You're pregnant with such a big belly, and you're about to become a mother, how come you don't know how to take care of yourself?!"
Ever since Jiang Tingyu insisted on mobilizing donations for the disaster victims, Mrs. Lu has been somewhat resentful of her.
Jiang Tingyu felt that doing these things while pregnant would win people's hearts and make people praise her for taking the trouble to help the victims with her heavy body.
But in fact, no one was moved.
Her system was as quiet as if it was dead. After it was reset to zero, she tried a lot of things, but it didn't grow at all.
Mrs. Lu apologized to Sang Feiwan again, "Good child, don't bother with her. I will give you an explanation for the grievances you have suffered now."
"After Tingyu gives birth, I will definitely give you an explanation."
This meant that Mrs. Lu no longer intended to protect Jiang Tingyu.
Jiang Tingyu relied on the child in her belly as a golden ticket to immunity from death, but once the child was born, this golden ticket would be gone.
Jiang Tingyu woke up in the ward and was so anxious that her stomach hurt when she heard what Mrs. Lu said.
She wanted to gain attention by giving birth to children. According to the novel, she gave birth to three children in a row, nine boys, and the entire Lu family praised her to the sky.
But now it is obvious that Mrs. Lu wants to get rid of her.
This means that her birth would be in vain. They only want the child and not her.
Sang Feiwan was also worried about the plot.
The plot has become a mess now. I guess no one in the Lu family cares about Jiang Tingyu anymore.
With this crappy plot, she won’t be able to go home, right?
"The patient is awake!" a nurse shouted.
Those of them who were standing outside went in to see Jiang Tingyu.
Jiang Tingyu glanced at Sang Feiwan, then looked at Mrs. Lu's weak complaint, "Grandma, Sang Feiwan pushed me. She wanted to hurt me. She didn't say anything nonsense to you, did she?"
She was worried that Sang Feiwan would tell her about what happened between her and Tang Hao.
"I'm not talking nonsense. You're already like this, there's no need for me to say anything. I just knew you would kill yourself." Sang Feiwan looked at her speechlessly.
Ordinary people become scary when they suddenly become rich and powerful.
Especially the poor people at the bottom of society, and those who write books to put themselves in their shoes in order to fulfill their dreams.
Jiang Tingyu is too crazy in the book.
If Jiang Tingyu were to let go completely, this book would become a hit.
Of course, Sang Feiwan didn't care how many men Jiang Tingyu wanted to have relationships with. She only cared about whether she could go back and whether what Jiang Tingyu said last time about completing the task and cooperating with the original plot so that she could go back was true or false.
There were also a bunch of questions she wanted to ask her before she came.
So Sang Feiwan looked at Old Madam Lu and Lu Ci and said, "Old Madam, Lu Ci, can you let me talk to her alone for a while?"
"...You want to talk to her? What do you have to talk about?" Lu Ci was a little surprised.
But he still pulled Mrs. Lu out of the ward first.
As soon as they left, Sang Feiwan pulled a chair and sat next to Jiang Tingyu's bed, frowning at her. "Jiang Tingyu, you asked me to cooperate with you in order to go home, but what are you doing?!"
"You should know clearly that as long as you don't lie to me, I will keep it a secret for you so that you can complete the mission. I won't say anything."
"So, you lied to me last time when you said that if you completed the mission, the system would take you back with me?!"
After hearing what Sang Feiwan said, Jiang Tingyu realized that she was unnecessarily nervous and scared.
"I thought you didn't believe what I said that day. I was even more worried that you would decide to stay for Xiao Beiming. After all, if the original plot were to follow, you know what would happen to him and his family."
Sang Feiwan raised an eyebrow. "So, what on earth are you doing?! You've already ruined the plot, and you still have the mind to hook up with a supporting actor?!"
"Given the current situation, even if you die here of old age, you won't be able to complete the mission!"
"If you can't complete the mission, what's the point of me cooperating with you? I'm stuck here for the rest of my life anyway, so there's no reason for me to torture myself and hurt the people I care about."
Jiang Tingyu quickly explained, "Who said I couldn't complete the task?! I did that to complete the task. My task is for readers to judge the enjoyment and give it a score. If it reaches 90 points, the task is completed."
"A cool novel with a strong female protagonist will usually have a bunch of male supporting characters flirting with her. Readers just like to see a bunch of male supporting characters surrounding the female protagonist."
"Are you sure? This is a period piece!" Sang Feiwan expressed doubt about what she said.
"The readership of period novels tends to be older, and they tend to be mysophobic towards the female protagonist. Most of them are the male protagonist's biological mother, and they have extremely high expectations of the female protagonist, treating her like a daughter-in-law."
Not to mention that the daughter-in-law cheated on her husband, even if she caused her son to suffer a little injustice, she would be scolded to pieces.
There is also a preference for boys over girls here, and people like to see the heroine give birth to many children, over and over again.
In short, if Sang Feiwan hadn't been given the link to the book Jiang Tingyu wrote about her by her best friend, she wouldn't have read this kind of article.
"How did you manage to be so twisted? If you want to feel like a queen, why don't you just write a book about women being superior?"
"You come to a period novel and make a bunch of male supporting characters fall in love with you. What do you think?"
Jiang Tingyu looked at her with disdain. "Don't question an author's judgment. I chose the elements that most people see based on the data provided by the website backend. Strong women, overweight people who make a fortune, people who are easy to conceive, and many men like them."
Sang Feiwan: “…”
Well, she doesn’t understand. Since it is a reader satisfaction rating, then the reader is God.
She doesn't have a system, and doesn't know what to do to increase readers' satisfaction. Her own judgment cannot represent the readers' judgment.
But Sang Feiwan still found it hard to believe. "Are you sure that the scenes between you and the male supporting actor can increase the readers' enjoyment?"
"If that's possible, I'll find you eight or ten male models right now!"
"No, we can't just pick anyone. The male partner must be at least handsome, capable, and come from a good family..."
At this point, Sang Feiwan suddenly discovered a bug. "Since the focus is on the reader's enjoyment, then there's no need to stick to the original plot to ensure that enjoyment is met."
"I get it! Your system must have seen that your article is labeled as "cool", but the coolness level is not up to standard, so it asked you to come in and modify the plot!"
Sang Feiwan recalled that when he read the book, there were really a lot of negative reviews.
It is marked as a cool story with a strong female protagonist, but the rating is only five points.
Therefore, the purpose of traveling through a book and adding this system is obviously this.
Then, Sang Feiwan came up with an idea. He eagerly grabbed Jiang Tingyu's hand and said, "Change the plot. The current plot is terrible. You definitely can't finish it."
"Is the baby in your belly seven months old now? Wait another month, and you can have a cesarean section. You can take the two babies away and leave one behind. You can fake your death and leave."
"I'll help you a little bit and try to make Lu Cheng feel distressed and guilty. I can't promise to fall in love with you, but I can still feel guilty and distressed."
This way, she wouldn't have to be the heroine's control group.
She didn't have to be tortured or die, and Xiao Beiming's family didn't have to end up in such a miserable way.
Jiang Tingyu looked at Sang Feiwan in disbelief.
She seemed to have seen a living devil.
Asking her to have a cesarean section and then fake her own death is a shame. She's so weak right now, wouldn't it hurt? Wouldn't faking her own death be such a hassle?
Sang Feiwan's eyes were filled with a desire to complete the task, and she was still saying to Jiang Tingyu, "Wait until you have five or six years, and then bring the child home, maybe there will be another chance for you and Lu Cheng."
"And if you leave for five or six years, you can suddenly become the richest man in the country, with a bunch of male partners falling head over heels for you. Then, if you acquire some more skills and become a low-key tycoon, you'll be great in every way, and your level of satisfaction will skyrocket."
"If your child is also exceptionally talented and can assist you, then all these exciting stories will definitely increase your enjoyment level."
Jiang Tingyu: “…”
She paused for a moment before looking at Sang Feiwan and saying, "Do you really think this is writing a novel? How can it be that easy? Just starting my own business here is almost exhausting me!"
"That's your problem, you have to work harder!" Sang Feiwan replied.
Jiang Tingyu: “…”
It seemed that she shouldn't have told Sang Feiwan about her system, which gave Sang Feiwan a reason to not cooperate with her in the original plot and even drive her crazy.
"You have a nice idea. You won't cooperate with me and follow the original plot. You won't give anything and let me suffer."
To reassure Jiang Tingyu, Sang Feiwan said, "I'm willing to cooperate. I'll let you slap me in the face, and it'll be fun. But please don't make things difficult for my husband's family."
"I'll do the bad things, I'll be beaten up and slapped in the face, and I'll be fine with starving to death on the streets."
"I strive to be able to play a supporting role that can outlast ten villains!"
Sang Feiwan also set KPIs for himself.
She had made up her mind. If things didn't work out, she would get involved in gangs, spend money to find someone, and make sure Jiang Tingyu always had a villain to slap in the face.
To get Jiang Tingyu to agree, she urged, "Your slapping of my husband's family wasn't satisfying enough, and they weren't bad enough. Believe me, I can deliver on that."
"Just focus on your career, and wait until I give you trouble, then you can slap me in the face. Don't act like you've never read a good novel. In which good novel would the heroine condescend to give trouble to the villain?"
This point is totally inconsistent with the style of a cool novel, Sang Feiwan reminded Jiang Tingyu.
Then Sang Feiwan left Jiang Tingyu's ward.
She had already made her decision and figured out what to do.
Looking at Sang Feiwan's excited and eager back as he left, Jiang Tingyu felt uneasy.
Lu Ci was still worried that Sang Feiwan would be bullied, so she followed Sang Feiwan. She planned to send Sang Feiwan home. On the way downstairs, she kept asking what they talked about.
Sang Feiwan couldn't speak naturally.
Downstairs, Sang Feiwan was at the medicine window, buying a bunch of medicine for constipation.
Then I went home.
After returning home, Sang Feiwan waited for Xiao Beiming to come home and asked him to teach her how to start the fire. She wanted to turn on the gas to make chicken soup.
"You don't need to learn these. If you want chicken soup, I'll make it for you." Xiao Beiming said as he walked into the kitchen.
Sang Feiwan replied, "I don't want to drink it, I made it for Jiang Tingyu."
Xiao Beiming's expression immediately turned cold, "She doesn't deserve it, you are not allowed to learn!"
Xiao Beiming couldn't bear to let his wife learn cooking and make chicken soup for him, let alone make chicken soup for Jiang Tingyu?
"Then I can't let you make it and give it to her to drink. She doesn't deserve it!" Sang Feiwan frowned and said.
Seeing her frown, Xiao Beiming asked in confusion, "Then why did you learn how to make chicken soup just for her?"
"For..." Go back.
Sang Feiwan couldn't say it.
"Are you going to let her take you back?" Xiao Beiming stared at her for a long time and speculated.
Sang Feiwan went out today. When he came back, he met his neighbor, who told him that he saw a foreigner coming to pick him up today.
Before he pushed open the door, he thought she had finally left.
The fact that she can stay at home only means that it is useless for her to leave. The reason she wants to make chicken soup for Jiang Tingyu now is probably just to go back.
Xiao Beiming said to her again, "I'll make chicken soup for her, you go watch TV and wait."
It was good not to have to work, but she didn't want Xiao Beiming to make chicken soup for others.
So Sang Feiwan finally told Xiao Beiming, "I'll buy it at the restaurant."
"For dinner, do you want the chicken to be braised or stewed?" Xiao Beiming asked.
"Braise it."
After Sang Feiwan finished speaking, she did not go to the living room to watch TV. Instead, she stood at the kitchen door and told Xiao Beiming what she had done when she went out today.
She chattered a lot, trying to liven up the atmosphere and coax Xiao Beiming.
Guilt made her talkative.
She also told Xiao Beiming about her plan to go back, "Hubby, let me tell you, I'm super awesome. We don't have to follow the original plot. According to the current situation, I might be able to stay with you until old age."
"That's right, I might be a little busy in the future and won't be able to stay at home every day. I'll wait for you to take me out on the weekends before I go out."
"If I don't come back for a few days, don't worry about me, and don't look for me..."
Realizing that the topic was becoming serious, Sang Feiwan quickly shut up.
Sang Feiwan really got busy.
The next day, she went out to find Qiao Dongliang again and told him that Jiang Tingyu was in the hospital and asked him to go to the hospital to see Jiang Tingyu.
She also told him that Jiang Tingyu was unhappy and wanted him to help her fake her death and leave with the child.
Tell him that the Lu family wants to kill the mother and keep the child, and divorce Jiang Tingyu after she gives birth to the child. Jiang Tingyu couldn't bear to be separated from the child, so she wanted to fake her death.
This reason convinced Qiao Dongliang.
It was just because Qiao Dongliang went there and happened to meet Tang Hao looking for Jiang Tingyu.
Tang Hao had no money to spend, so he urged Jiang Tingyu to help him, and if she didn't help him, she would give him money first.
When Sang Feiwan brought some chicken soup to Jiang Tingyu, she was so angry about it that she scolded her, "Did you do this on purpose? Are you really going against me?!"
"Breathe, calm down. If the baby is lost, it's a taboo in porn novels!" Sang Feiwan guided her breathing.
"Doctor Qiao has a bad opinion of you. We can slowly find a way to save you."
"If you have eight or ten women in the future, this kind of thing will always happen. Can you still worry about it all the time? For this kind of thing, women-centered literature always lets men handle it themselves."
Jiang Tingyu was so angry that she slapped her hand away and said, "Get out of here!"
"Look, you're still angry. What's there to be angry about? You were the one who hooked up with Tang Hao. You hooked up with him and you enjoyed the pleasure. Isn't it enough for you to enjoy the pleasure?"
Sang Feiwan was really worried that Jiang Tingyu would not be able to keep the baby. She was even more worried than Jiang Tingyu whether the baby could be born healthy.
She also consulted a doctor for this.
The doctor recommended a caesarean section, and I have to be prepared for it at any time depending on the situation.
It is difficult for three children to give birth naturally.
After enduring for almost another month, Sang Feiwan fed Jiang Tingyu chicken soup from time to time, and finally the day came when the baby could be delivered by caesarean section.
But after so many days of preparation, she still couldn't buy chicken soup today because the wedding was being held in a restaurant.
She asked Lu Ci to do it at home. After that, she took it and opened it to find the right time to put the medicine in.
"What's that weird smell?!"
"Drink it quickly. This is the medicine I used to murder you. You can fake your own death and escape." Sang Feiwan whispered to her.
Jiang Tingyu: “…”
She didn't want to drink it, but Sang Feiwan put the chicken soup directly into her mouth and forced her to drink it.
Ten minutes later.
The ward was in chaos, and a group of doctors hurriedly pushed Jiang Tingyu into the operating room.
The Lu family also came over one after another.
The door of the operating room opened, and a nurse came out to notify people to get the plasma. Old Mrs. Lu grabbed her and asked about the situation. She said that the patient's premature birth was caused by suspected poisoning.
"Poisoned? What did she eat?!"
Hearing this, Lu Ci quickly called Xiao Beiming in the army.
Then Lu Ci finished the call, asked someone to notify Xiao Beiming to come to the hospital, and then took the mobile phone.
She walked behind Sang Feiwan and comforted her, "Don't be afraid, Sister Sang. Jiang Tingyu must have eaten something wrong. She deliberately ate the wrong thing to frame you."
Sang Feiwan remained silent.
She didn't know what to say for a moment. It was her first time playing a villain and had no experience in harming people.
I'm worried that I won't act like it.
Fortunately, the plot developed as she had planned.
The doctor bribed by Qiao Dongliang came out to tell Mrs. Lu that Jiang Tingyu had died of heavy bleeding and only one of the three children survived.
They pushed Jiang Tingyu directly to the morgue for cremation.
Old Mrs. Lu was worried about her children. Every time the doctor brought out the skinny little babies, she kept asking the doctor about the children's health problems.
Because the child was too young, she was worried that she could not keep the child.
After all, this is a boy, the great-grandson she has always longed for.
Lu Ci didn't even bother to lift the white cloth or look at Jiang Tingyu. She was busy comforting Sang Feiwan and Old Madam Lu.
Lu Cheng and Xiao Beiming arrived together, and Lu Cheng did not ask to see Jiang Tingyu's body.
Sang Feiwan felt a little melancholy.
Is there any hope for him in the future if he doesn't even ask to see the dead body?
"Do you want to take the chicken soup for testing to see if it's poisonous?" Sang Feiwan couldn't help but remind them. If none of them followed the plot, who would reveal her true identity?
After she said this, Xiao Beiming put his hands on her waist, his whole body tensed, even the veins on his forehead bulged.
Lu Ci replied, "No need, Sister Sang, we trust you."
"Please accept my condolences. I will take my love home first." Xiao Beiming put his arm around Sang Feiwan's waist and immediately took her away.
Sang Feiwan struggled, "I won't leave. I have to cooperate with the investigation."
Xiao Beiming simply picked up Sang Feiwan, carried her on his shoulders, and forcibly took her away.
Sang Feiwan patted his shoulder, "Hubby, put me down! I haven't finished my work yet, please don't delay me from doing my work..."
But she didn't struggle, and he refused to put her down.
"husband……"
It was not until they got in the car that Xiao Beiming put her in the passenger seat.
Sang Feiwan quickly got up and tried to get out of the car, but Xiao Beiming pushed her back down.
"Hubby, please don't be like this. I really have something important to do..."
"What business?! What do you call business?!" Xiao Beiming scolded her coldly.
His face was grim and terrifying, the veins on his forehead and arms had not yet faded, and his whole body was still tense.
It's like a taut string that could break at any moment.
"Murder is punishable by death!"
His voice couldn't stop trembling as he said this, "You finally chose to leave, and in such a cruel way! Didn't you say you could stay with me until we grow old..."
"I... I didn't kill anyone. I just gave her some medicine for constipation, which made her have diarrhea. She won't be sentenced to death. At most, she will just go to jail." Sang Feiwan explained weakly.
Xiao Beiming looked at her, his eyes blazing with anger. "Just jail?! You couldn't even stand being locked up at home by me for a few days. Do you know what the living conditions are like there?!"
She said it easily.
But she is delicate and difficult to raise, how could she survive life in prison?
She insisted on using the best quilts and pillows at home, and washed them every day. She was also very picky about food, not to mention her clothes and shoes...
"Then, then there's nothing I can do. I have to pay a price to go back..." Sang Feiwan didn't dare to look at him. She shrank her head and spoke in a buzzing voice.
"It's okay, I'm willing, I can endure it..."
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