Chapter 428 Competing with Ying Zijin in divination? A self-inflicted humiliation [13th update]
Zhong Manhua's hand trembled, and the phone fell to the ground.
The nurse's voice continued through the receiver: "Hello? Hello? Mrs. Ying, are you still listening?"
"Mr. Ying's condition is very bad. Without a family member's signature, we dare not perform major surgery on him. Please come as soon as possible. Thank you for your cooperation."
Zhong Manhua stared blankly, unable to come to her senses.
After a long while, she finally grabbed her handbag and rushed out.
With her other hand, she picked up her phone and dialed Ying Tianlu's number. Her voice trembled and she spoke incoherently: "Tianlu, your dad... your dad has had an accident. He's in the hospital being treated. Please, Mom begs you, come and see your dad, okay?"
**
Fifteen minutes later, at the First Hospital.
The emergency room lights were still on.
A doctor came out, wearing a mask and covered in sweat.
"Doctor, what's wrong with my husband?" Zhong Manhua rushed forward, very anxious. "Why did he suddenly faint?"
Upon hearing this, the doctor glanced at her.
Most of the doctors at the First Hospital didn't have a good impression of the Ying family.
But there's no way around it; a doctor's duty is to save lives.
Even if you can't stand the Ying family, you still have to save them.
"The patient fainted due to overexertion and insufficient blood supply to the brain," the doctor said calmly. "However, we just tested the patient and found that there are also some problems with the function of the liver and lungs, requiring immediate surgery."
Zhong Manhua swayed, unable to believe what she was hearing: "Liver and lungs?"
Ying Zhenting exercises regularly and has always been in good health. He also has regular medical checkups every year.
The last time I had a physical exam was during winter break.
How long has it been?
How could my liver and lungs suddenly develop problems?
"Emotions are very important," the doctor added. "Some diseases are caused by emotions. Have you ever heard of a few cancer patients who lived longer because they were in a good mood?"
After saying that, he didn't look at Zhong Manhua's expression again. He went to the washroom to rinse off and then hurriedly went into the emergency room.
Zhong Manhua waited outside, her face growing paler with each passing moment.
When Ying Tianlu arrived at the First Hospital, Ying Zhenting had already been temporarily out of danger and had been transferred from the emergency room to the intensive care unit.
After learning about Ying Zhenting's current physical condition from the doctor, he also felt something was strange.
Acute liver failure.
Ying Zhenting was in his prime, so how could his organs suddenly fail?
Ying Zhenting was the pillar of the Ying family. His collapse caused Zhong Manhua to panic: "Tianlu, what should we do? What if your father doesn't wake up?"
Ying Tianlu didn't respond to that, but frowned: "I just asked the doctor, and the doctor said it could be a viral infection."
"Viral infection?" Zhong Manhua swayed again. "Your dad's always at the company, how could he have a viral infection?"
"I'll look into it." Ying Tianlu pursed his lips and suddenly spoke, "Mom, I just want to ask you, don't you feel any remorse yet? Don't you think you did something wrong?"
"Last time you went to Zijing to beg for help for Grandma's illness and even apologized to her, were you really sincere? Are you sure you weren't just using moral blackmail to force her? When will you finally come to your senses?"
He had already figured it out; Zhong Manhua was doing this because of her own interests.
People are shallow.
It's really ridiculous.
Upon hearing Ying Zijing's name, Zhong Manhua's expression turned somewhat indifferent: "I won't make a mistake. The biggest mistake I made was bringing her back."
"Why don't you take a look at how many problems our family has had since she came back?"
Upon hearing this, Ying Tianlu knew that further persuasion would be futile.
He took a deep breath and laughed angrily: "You're blaming everything on Zijing? Is she your punching bag?"
Zhong Manhua remained silent, which clearly meant she had tacitly agreed.
Ying Tianlu stopped smiling: "Mom, I will still take care of you in your old age, but I will never forgive you, never."
Zhong Manhua's expression changed. She opened her mouth, about to say something, but was interrupted by Ying Tianlu.
“Grandpa is getting old. If you don’t go to take care of him, I have to go back to look after him.” Ying Tianlu’s voice was very calm. “You only need your adopted daughter. I’m of no use here anymore. I’ll go back first.”
He didn't look at Zhong Manhua again and walked out of the ward.
At this moment, Zhong Manhua began to regret her actions.
She really wanted to reconcile with Ying Tianlu, but she couldn't save face, so she habitually uttered harsh words.
Grandpa Zhong didn't like her, and she would only be scolded if she went to the Zhong family, so naturally she didn't want to go anymore.
"Madam Ying, could you please come over here?" The attending physician knocked lightly on the ward door and said casually, "There's a surgical consent form you need to sign."
Zhong Manhua snapped back to reality and left with a pale face.
Two nurses came in.
"I say their family is getting their just desserts." A nurse changed Ying Zhenting's IV drip, muttering under her breath, "They forced their own daughter to have her blood drawn, and now they're sick themselves."
"I think sooner or later, this Lady Ying will also get into trouble."
What goes around comes around.
Retribution for karmic retribution.
There's nothing we can do about it.
“In the workplace, business and personal matters should be kept separate. You can’t say things like that,” another nurse frowned and glanced at her. “If the head nurse hears this, she’ll deduct a month’s salary.”
The nurse didn't dare say anything more.
She picked up the medicine tray and left the ward.
**
The world of ancient martial arts.
The Xie family.
The young man lay on the bed; he was handsome with deep-set features.
But his face was as pale as paper, his lips were completely bloodless, his body was terribly cold, and his chest barely rose and fell.
If it weren't for his faint breathing, he would be no different from a dead man.
Five gold needles were inserted into the man's head, shoulders, and limbs, and the needles trembled slightly.
There were three other people in the room.
One of them was an elderly man with a white beard, and his eyebrows and hair were also silver-white.
"Elder," the beautiful woman beside her wiped away her tears and spoke, "can you tell how much longer A-Yu can hold on?"
The elder stroked his beard, his brows furrowed: "If we can't find a suitable candidate, even if we still have the medicinal herbs, we won't last more than three months."
Upon hearing this, Madam Huamei turned pale and nearly fainted.
She choked up, "What a tragedy, what a tragedy, how could Ayu have to suffer such a calamity?"
"Mom, there's still a chance, there's still a chance." Xie Feng helped Madam Xie up. "As long as I bring back the Ying family's daughter that the Grand Elder calculated."
"But didn't you say she was very likely dead?" Madam Xie wiped away her tears. "How can someone get married if she's dead?"
In the past, Madam Xie would certainly not have allowed Xie Yu to marry an ordinary person.
She doesn't even look down on the daughters of other ancient martial arts families, let alone ordinary people.
Only Lin Qingjia could catch her eye.
But there was nothing that could be done; Xie Yu was now barely clinging to life.
Xie Feng looked at the Grand Elder: "I would like to trouble the Grand Elder to perform another divination to see where she is in O Continent and whether she is still alive."
As long as I'm alive, I will definitely go back to China.
He'll be able to bring her to the world of ancient martial arts sooner or later.
Even if Ying Zijing didn't want to marry Xie Yu, she had no choice but to.
The Grand Elder nodded.
Madam Xie's hope was rekindled.
The elder took out nine copper coins and laid them out one by one at his feet.
Then, driven by internal energy, the nine copper coins slowly floated into the air.
Xie Feng watched and couldn't help but softly exclaim in admiration, "The Grand Elder's divination skills are indeed impressive."
Although the Grand Elder was not a member of the Xie family, he firmly held onto his position.
It's because he is not only good at divination, but also proficient in ancient martial arts.
Such people are even rarer than those who practice both ancient medicine and ancient martial arts.
After all, people with a talent for divination are extremely rare.
Over the years, there has only been the Grand Elder.
Moreover, the Grand Elder is very good at maximizing benefits and minimizing harm. He calculates, but he doesn't interfere. Even if the cause and effect are changed, it won't be changed because of him, so the punishment he receives will be less.
With the addition of internal energy, his lifespan is longer than that of ordinary fortune tellers.
The Xie family is also the only ancient martial arts family that does not need to make any deals with the Fifth Family.
With the Grand Elder in charge, that's enough.
Xie Feng stared at the nine rolling copper coins and felt an immense pressure, so he took a step back.
He had heard the elder mention this method of divination, which ordinary people couldn't understand.
It's called the Money Divination.
A typical fortune teller can only use a maximum of three copper coins.
Nine is the ultimate number. When the number of copper coins reaches nine, the matters that can be divined become more significant.
The elder closed his eyes, his fingers calculating.
One second, two seconds, three seconds... Time passed second by second.
At the eighty-first second, the nine copper coins stopped rolling and suddenly stopped!
at the same time.
Ying Zijin, who was lying in the courtyard looking at the stars, looked up.
Her lazy expression vanished, and her eyes narrowed suddenly.
(End of this chapter)
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