Chapter 32 Incomplete brain development, cerebellum completely underdeveloped
The family doctor arrived quickly. He and several assistants put Zhao Xi'er on a stretcher and took her to the living room first, while Wen Yao and Madam Fu stayed behind to keep her company.
Since there were still several wealthy ladies and socialites who hadn't left when the incident occurred, Fu Jinzhi had to see them off.
When Zhao Xier's wounds were almost completely treated, Fu Jinzhi returned. He walked up to Zhao Xier, looking down at her, and asked, "Dr. Li, how is she?"
"The external injuries have all been disinfected and treated, but there are fractures in the left arm and right leg. It is recommended to go to the hospital for an X-ray and further treatment."
"Mrs. Fu, I'm so sorry to have troubled you." Zhao Xi'er's face was pale and haggard, and her voice was weak.
However, while speaking to Madam Fu, her eyes were glancing at Fu Jinzhi out of the corner of her eye, and she didn't forget to gently smooth her hair, presenting her most beautiful right profile to Fu Jinzhi.
"I should be apologizing. You came to the Fu family looking so beautiful, but you've ended up like this." Madam Fu was exhausted and frightened; her temples were throbbing, and her face showed signs of fatigue.
How to compensate them is a problem.
"I'll have the driver take Miss Zhao to the hospital later, and I'll reimburse all her medical expenses afterwards." Fu Jinzhi's voice was cold, almost without a trace of politeness.
Madam Fu looked at Fu Jinzhi in surprise. Fu Jinzhi was born with an unruly and proud personality, but he was well-mannered and always had a good demeanor, rarely doing anything that would embarrass others.
For over twenty years, Madam Fu had rarely seen Fu Jinzhi so harsh, as if he were some random cat or dog being dismissed.
"Jinzhi..." Madam Fu frowned, wanting to say a few words of admonition.
Zhao Xi'er interrupted Madam Fu, biting her lip slightly, her eyes already brimming with tears, her lips pressed down with a stubbornness, "I can afford the medical expenses myself, I'm not..."
Fu Jinzhi was too lazy to watch her continue her performance and said coldly, "Since there is no dispute over Miss Zhao's medical expenses, let's talk about why you deliberately hit my wife."
Zhao Xi'er's pupils dilated in shock. She lowered her eyes slightly to hide her panic and turned to Madam Fu with a mournful expression, "How could I possibly have deliberately bumped into Wen Yao?"
"I've always wanted to be friends with Wen Yao, but she doesn't seem to like me. Could it be that she's misunderstood something?"
This was clearly a deliberate attempt to sow discord, implying that Madam Fu, Wen Yao, disliked her, so she deliberately told Fu Jinzhi things that framed her.
Wen Yao was originally quiet as a chicken, but she was inexplicably called out. How could she tolerate this?
Wen Yao leaned back on the sofa, her left leg casually crossed over her right, a mocking smile playing on her lips. She scoffed, "You're like someone with two eggs hanging under their eyebrows, all you can do is blink and not see?"
"Have I said a word since you fell flat on your face?"
"What misunderstanding did I have? I didn't misunderstand. Your mother threw the baby away when she gave birth to you and raised the placenta instead."
"Otherwise, how come your brain isn't fully developed and your cerebellum isn't developing at all?"
Completely unexpectedly, Wen Yao was so sarcastic in front of her mother-in-law, not pretending to be gentle and virtuous at all. Zhao Xi'er's face turned pale and then red.
She's utterly unfit to be Mrs. Fu!
Zhao Xi'er had no choice but to retreat as a means of advancement. Using the pain from her wound, she burst into tears, large drops streaming down her face, murmuring, "I didn't, I really didn't..."
The key to a good technique isn't its novelty, but its effectiveness. Who would relentlessly pressure a beautiful girl who's having an emotional breakdown?
The meeting with Fu Jin.
He reached out to stop Madam Fu, who was trying to comfort him, his expression a half-smile, his voice low and menacing: "No one would think there are surveillance cameras in the Fu family garden, would they?"
That's ridiculous! The Fu family's old mansion has so many valuable flowers and plants, some of which were even auctioned off by Mr. Fu for seven figures. How could they not have surveillance cameras installed?
"Just look it up and you'll find out."
"Ruthless modern technology doesn't hate anyone; it just doesn't blame any good person, nor does it let any bad person go unpunished."
Fu Jinzhi's voice was laced with laughter and pointed remarks, clearly a response to Zhao Xier's earlier attempt to sow discord between Wen Yao and Fu Jinzhi.
It wasn't Zhao Xier who admitted defeat first, but the gardener who had been standing quietly to the side. As the person primarily responsible, he also came to the living room.
The man, now in his forties or fifties, was covered in cold sweat. His face was filled with terror as he repeatedly bowed and apologized, "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, Second Young Master, please forgive me!"
"I only came here because I was paid by this Miss Zhao, but I had no intention of harming the second young mistress."
As he spoke, the gardener burst into tears.
It turned out that Zhao Xi'er had been in contact with the gardener for some time, usually inquiring about Madam Fu's recent preferences and troubles.
The gardener assumed she was trying to curry favor with Madam Fu, and since it didn't seem like a big deal and he could earn some extra money, he kept in touch with her.
Today, Zhao Xier asked him to come from the side and bump into her. Although he felt puzzled, his long-term business dealings had made him lower his guard. More importantly, Zhao Xier promised him 100,000 yuan.
Tempted by the money, he agreed without much hesitation.
"This Miss Zhao said that if she was injured in the manor, the madam would have to owe her a favor, and I was so blinded by greed that I agreed."
"I really didn't know she was trying to harm the second young mistress!"
The gardener was filled with regret. If he had known that an ordinary monetary transaction could escalate into a criminal case, he would never have been tempted by that 100,000 yuan.
Madam Fu was overwhelmed by the series of truths and felt dizzy. She touched her forehead and swayed as if about to collapse. Wen Yao quickly stepped forward to support her.
"Mom, let me help you back to your room to rest. I'll leave everything else to Jinzhi."
Wen Yao sighed inwardly at Madam Fu's paper-thin body, her words gentle and soft, showing no trace of her previous sharp tongue.
Wen Yao winked playfully at Fu Jinzhi and then helped Madam Fu upstairs.
Madam Fu leaned against the bedside, her beautiful face somewhat pale. After hesitating for a long time, she finally said, "I don't understand why Zhao Xi'er would do this. It's not some sophisticated method."
Which wealthy family doesn't have surveillance cameras? The gardener and Zhao Xier aren't movie stars, so how could they possibly put on a perfect performance?
"Because God is fair," Wen Yao said seriously.
"What?" Madam Fu asked, puzzled.
"God gave her an ugly appearance and a low IQ, so that she wouldn't seem out of place."
"Pfft~" Madam Fu was amused.
Wen Yao gently shook her head. Madam Fu came from a scholarly family and later married Mr. Fu, who doted on her. She was over fifty years old and had never had the opportunity to engage in scheming and intrigue, so naturally she wouldn't understand.
Zhao Xier's current behavior seems foolish, but it's actually because she failed.
What if she had successfully caused Wen Yao to have a miscarriage? What if Fu Jinzhi hadn't happened to return to the Fu family's old residence?
Who would check surveillance footage just because of an accident?
The gardener, who had caused such a terrible disaster, could only insist it was an accident and refused to reveal any details of his financial dealings with Zhao Xi'er.
The gardener only dared to come forward and turn himself in because she wasn't actually injured and caused serious consequences.
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