Qin Jin'er sneered.
Not to mention that she already looked down on Yuan Jiang and wanted to smear her son's girlfriend.
Do you think she's dead? No way!
"Cough cough cough..." Shen Zhao coughed violently, pressing his long, white fingers to his chest. His cheeks flushed slightly, and his peach blossom eyes rippled with moisture. He casually dismissed Yu Qiao's suspicion: "Miss Yuan, you need to provide evidence. I had a high fever last night, and Yu Qiao took care of me all night without leaving the house."
As he spoke, he completely blocked Yu Qiao from view behind him.
Yu Qiao touched her eyes with her long fingers, her eyelashes trembling unconsciously. She wondered in surprise, "Are her eyes really that easy to recognize?"
Looks like I'll have to wear sunglasses next time I take action.
"Mom, believe me, it was this damned servant who beat me up like this! I won't mistake these eyes!" Yuan Jiang was furious, completely losing all reason and abandoning the dignified and ladylike image she always maintained in front of Jiang Zhujun. Her face was twisted with rage.
Struggling to his feet, he roared at Yu Qiao, "You little bitch, what are you doing hiding behind a man? Weren't you so arrogant and outrageous last night? You dare to do it but not admit it?!"
That wicked woman is cursing at her again.
Yu Qiao touched her nose in frustration and denied it in a very low voice: "It wasn't me, I didn't, don't talk nonsense."
"Ahhhhh!" Yuan Jiang screamed wildly, trying to get out of bed to pull Yu Qiao away.
Jiang Zhujun grabbed Yuan Jiang, her voice tinged with anger: "Yuan Jiang, what are you doing?!"
"Making a scene!?" Yuan Jiang said in disbelief, "Mom, this bitch hit me! You don't stand up for me and you even say I'm making a scene."
"Miss Yuan, you need evidence to speak!" Qin Jin'er's face was frighteningly gloomy. Looking at Qin Jin'er, her voice did not soften: "Are you just going to let her slander my family with nothing but empty words?"
"Jin'er, I..." Jiang Zhujun was speechless.
Ever since she adopted Yuan Jiang, Qin Jin'er has disliked her; otherwise, she wouldn't have prevented her from bringing Yuan Jiang to visit for the past ten years.
At this moment, Yuan Jiang's rascally and unruly behavior must have angered her.
Besides Yuan Zhiling and Yuan Jiang, Qin Jin'er is the person she cares about the most.
Jiang Zhujun's eyes reddened: "Jin'er, I apologize to you on her behalf. I didn't know either..."
"Mom!" Yuan Jiang broke down, grabbing her hair hysterically, "Why don't you believe me! You should have the bodyguards arrest this bitch right now and beat her! Lock her in a dog cage..."
"Yuan Jiang, shut up! Who taught you these words?" Jiang Zhujun stared at Yuan Jiang in disbelief, her beautiful eyes filled with tears. She couldn't believe that these words would come from the mouth of her adopted daughter, whom she had carefully taught for many years.
Yuan Jiang sneered, her face contorted with rage: "In the end, you never treated me like a daughter. If it were Yuan Jiang who was injured today, you would have gone crazy by now, wouldn't you?"
"Do you know why Yuan Jiang was kidnapped?" She glared at him, each word piercing Jiang Zhujun's heart like a sharp blade: "It's because you're a hypocrite! If Yuan Jiang dies, it will be doing you a favor!"
No sooner had Yuan Jiang finished speaking than a loud "slap" rang out, and Jiang Zhujun slapped her hard across the face.
Yuan Jiang was stunned by the beating.
This was the first time in all these years that Jiang Zhujun had hit her, and so hard! So cruelly!?
Just because she mentioned Yuan Jiang?!
Yuan Jiang's eyes quickly reddened, and her already swollen and painful face felt even more as if it had been cut by a knife: "You hit me, you actually hit me!"
"You, you..." Jiang Zhujun clutched her chest, breathing rapidly, her face as pale as a sheet of paper. She pointed at Yuan Jiang, her throat feeling as if someone was choking her, making it hard to breathe.
Since Yuan Jiang disappeared, she has become a Buddhist and often kneels before the Buddha to pray for her daughter's safety.
Every month and every year, she donates a large sum of money to help homeless orphans, hoping that her daughter can also receive good fortune.
After adopting Yuan Jiang, Jiang Zhujun raised him as if he were Yuan Jiang, devoting all her efforts to his upbringing.
But today, Yuan Jiang exposed her scarred wounds and cursed her daughter with the most vicious words!
"You, you..."
Jiang Zhujun felt that everything in front of her was pitch black, her ears were ringing, and even breathing became difficult.
His thin body swayed precariously.
"Zhujun!" Qin Jin'er exclaimed in surprise, quickly supporting Jiang Zhujun and turning her head urgently, "Zhaobao, quickly call a doctor!"
Shen Zhao pressed the call bell next to the hospital bed, turned around and saw Yu Qiao looking stunned. He immediately pursed his lips: "Baby, what's wrong?"
Yu Qiao's fingertips trembled, and her whole body felt as if her blood had turned cold. Looking at Shen Zhao's worried gaze, she gently shook her head: "It's nothing."
Shen Zhao stared intently at her, raised his hand and rubbed her head, reassuring her, "It's alright, don't be nervous."
"Wait here for me, I'll go get the doctor."
Yu Qiao nodded blankly: "Okay."
After speaking, Shen Zhao pursed his lips, glanced at the stunned Yuan Jiang, and then left the ward.
Yu Qiao pressed her hand to her chest, which felt heavy, and slowly looked up at Jiang Zhujun.
"I was wrong, I was wrong..." Jiang Zhujun was in tears, her vision blurred, and a white light gathered, which suddenly transformed into the young Yuan Jiang.
Yuan Jiang's pretty little face was covered in bruises, her eyes were red from crying, and her childish voice was full of accusation: "Why, why did you lose me? I hate you, I hate you!"
Jiang Zhujun raised her fingertips tremblingly, tears streaming down her face, desperately trying to explain, "Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang, it was my fault. Why didn't I watch over you? Don't hate me, don't hate me..."
"Zhujun, calm down! It's not your fault that Jiangjiang got lost!" Qin Jin'er exclaimed in a panic.
"Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang, come back, don't go!" Jiang Zhujun stepped forward, trembling all over, her voice a tearing sob, pleading desperately, "Punish me if I'm wrong, don't hurt my daughter, Jiang Jiang, Jiang Jiang..."
Jiang Zhujun saw the tiny Yuan Jiang in front of her and left without looking back, muttering, "I won't forgive you, it's all your fault!"
Unable to withstand the stimulation any longer, Jiang Zhujun's lips grew paler and paler. She couldn't hold back any longer and spat out a mouthful of blood, which stained her chin red. Her vision went black, and her body collapsed to the ground like a limp rag doll.
Qin Jin'er held Jiang Zhujun tightly, turned her head and glared at her coldly: "Yuan Jiang! If anything happens to Zhujun, I won't let you off the hook!"
Yuan Jiang had recovered from her anger. Looking at the unconscious Jiang Zhujun, she shook her head and denied it, "I didn't mean to, I was just too angry..."
"I never expected her to do this!"
Damn it, damn it!
She was just telling the truth; she had no idea it would lead to these consequences!
Qin Jin'er was seething with anger: "Get out of here! You ungrateful wretch!"
Yu Qiao seemed detached from the situation, her dark pupils staring blankly at the unconscious Jiang Zhujun, the noisy sounds around her becoming unreal.
She murmured softly, "Jiang Jiang..."
That sounds familiar.
It seems that someone else used to call her that.
Chaos erupted in the ward as several doctors and nurses rushed in, carrying away the unconscious Jiang Zhujun. Upon seeing this, Yuan Jiang finally realized the enormity of her actions, her body went limp, and she collapsed onto the hospital bed.
His eyes were vacant as he murmured back and forth, "It's over, it's over..."
She was originally an adopted daughter, and now that she has angered Jiang Zhujun, will Jiang Zhujun still give her her property?
Qin Jin'er hurriedly followed the doctor, stepped out of the ward, turned her head to look at Yu Qiao, who was stiff all over, and said anxiously, "Yu Qiao, come here quickly."
If she stays in this hospital room, her future daughter-in-law might get bitten by that mad dog!
Yu Qiao's expression was stiff and mechanical, her silent eyes revealing a sense of confusion and helplessness. Her heart was pounding wildly and anxiously, and she seemed to be acting strangely, her mind in turmoil.
She blinked helplessly and pursed her lips: "I think I'm sick too."
I feel panicked and a little pain.
Heart disease?
Her heart condition seems very serious; is she going to die?
But she didn't want to die.
"Sick?" Qin Jin'er exhaled a breath of stale air, quickly stepped forward and grabbed her wrist, leading her outside: "Where do you feel unwell? Auntie will take you to get checked out."
Yu Qiao was forced to follow Qin Jin'er's steps, and slowly raised her eyelashes. Suddenly, the image of the fat woman appeared in her mind.
The fat woman cursed her fiercely, calling her a good-for-nothing, and said, "Just bear with it, don't fucking act all dramatic, or I'll kill you!"
"Why aren't you answering, child? Do you have a fever?" Qin Jin'er was extremely anxious. She placed the back of her hand on Yu Qiao's forehead to check her temperature and asked suspiciously, "You don't have a fever."
Yu Qiao slowly came back to her senses. Before her was Qin Jin'er's kind and gentle face. She tilted her head and shook it slowly: "It seems like everything is alright again."
He looked around and asked in a low voice, "Where is that person?"
"Who?" Qin Jin'er asked blankly.
"Yes, that Madam Jiang." Yu Qiao lowered her eyelashes, covering her reddened eyes, clenched her fingers, and asked in a weak voice.
"Even you care about her. Years ago, I told Yuan Zhiling not to adopt and to focus on finding Jiang Jiang! But he wouldn't listen and insisted on finding someone for Zhu Jun to emotionally support himself!"
"Now that Yuan Zhiling has disappeared again, Zhu Jun is so angry with Yuan Jiang..."
Qin Jin'er grew angrier as she spoke, her chest heaving slightly. She took several deep breaths to calm herself down and looked at Yu Qiao's thin, pale face: "Are you really alright?"
"It's really alright now." Yu Qiao's dark eyes paused for a moment, then she patted her chest with a forced smile.
"That's good." Qin Jin'er craned her neck to look around: "Where did Zhao Bao go?"
"Cough cough cough..."
A soft cough came from afar.
Yu Qiao looked in the direction of the sound and saw Shen Zhao walking slowly towards her, his back slightly hunched and coughing lightly. His face was very pale, almost unnaturally so.
She immediately noticed and grabbed Shen Zhao's wrist: "Are you sick?"
"No." Shen Zhao shook his head, pulling his black trench coat tighter around himself; he felt a bit cold.
"Zhao Bao, take Yu Qiao to get a check-up first, then go back. I have to stay here with Zhu Jun!" Qin Jin'er said immediately, her brows furrowed.
Jiang Zhujun was born late in life; her parents were nearly fifty when she was born, and they cherished her like a precious treasure.
Now that the two of them are getting old, this matter concerning Jiang Zhujun must absolutely not be allowed to reach the ears of the two elders of the Jiang family. If they find out, there will probably be a lot of trouble.
After giving her instructions, Qin Jin'er left with a worried expression and went to the emergency room.
"?"
A physical exam?
Shen Zhao paused for a moment, then reached out and pulled her into his arms. He lowered his head slightly, his chin brushing against the soft hair on the top of her head: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"The heart," Yu Qiao answered truthfully, raising her hand to touch Shen Zhao's waist.
His gaze was fixed on Qin Jin'er's departing figure, and he hesitated before saying, "Young Master."
"Hmm?" Shen Zhao trembled slightly, raised his hand to pinch his brow, his fingers were bloodless, pale and sickly, and his tone was also listless and lacked energy.
"I want to... go see Madam Jiang." Yu Qiao remained motionless, her tone somewhat nervous.
“Okay.” Shen Zhao was even more nervous than her, and pulled her to another examination room: “I’ll take you for a check-up first.”
"I'll go see her later."
“But…” Yu Qiao felt that she was becoming a little strange, and she bit her lip, feeling very confused.
Shen Zhao took her hand and brought it to his lips: "Baby, be good."
Yu Qiao's earlobes twitched, her thin cheeks began to flush, and after turning her head to look in the direction Qin Jin'er had left, she nodded and whispered, "Okay."
Finally, a full-body check-up was performed.
Yu Qiao stared at the test results, turning them over and over, frowning and completely puzzled: "Strange, why did my heart feel so tight and painful just now?"
"Cough cough cough..." Shen Zhao coughed twice, his face turning a strange red. He sounded listless and slumped weakly on Yu Qiao's shoulder: "Maybe it's because you stayed up late last night."
"Staying up too late can also cause heart palpitations."
Lately, they've been sleeping together.
We kissed for a long time every night.
They didn't rest until dawn.
Yu Qiao's eyelashes trembled, and she exclaimed "Oh!" in sudden realization.
Immediately, she felt a heat emanating from Shen Zhao's body. Her eyes widened, and she touched Shen Zhao's forehead.
It's so hot.
"Young Master, why didn't you say you were sick?"
Shen Zhao felt a bit cold, so he pulled his trench coat tighter. He looked listless, and his breath was hot, making him appear to be steaming.
He is in poor health, and he probably caught a chill from the cold wind when he went out today, which caused him to develop a high fever immediately.
He felt both hot and cold, and the taste of blood filled his throat. He coughed, covering his lips, his shoulders shaking.
"I'm fine, it's just an old problem."
"It'll be fine in a bit."
Yu Qiao was extremely anxious. She took off the same coat she was wearing as Shen Zhao and put it on him, then grabbed his hand and led him to see a doctor.
Shen Zhao followed Yu Qiao silently, his peach blossom eyes also dull and colorless, his whole body listless and weak, his back hunched, and he kept coughing.
"Baby, don't worry about me."
Yu Qiao became even more anxious.
"Cough cough cough cough..." He coughed even harder.
Yu Qiao turned around abruptly, and a tall figure came crashing down on her!
Shen Zhao's eyelids drooped wearily, his steps faltered, and he fell straight down, his hands tightly wrapped around Yu Qiao's waist, his head nestled against her shoulder and neck.
Afraid that she would worry, he squinted and mumbled, "Go find the dean, it'll be alright."
He fainted as soon as he finished speaking.
Yu Qiao's face turned deathly pale instantly.
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