Jia Qilan's condition wasn't good. According to the doctor, she had suffered a stroke, and even though she was rushed to the hospital promptly, she couldn't recover. Her lower body was paralyzed, half her face was crooked, her speech was slurred, and she was drooling.
For Jia Qilan, this miserable situation was worse than death.
"Looking for Jing—" she stammered, and as she spoke, her saliva began to flow again.
Zhou Man suppressed her physical disgust and took out a handkerchief to wipe her saliva. "Grandma, my uncle has already called Brother Jingyao. He will definitely be here soon."
She hoped more than anyone else present that her godmother Jia Qilan would recover.
Jia Qilan's eyes were red. She was in such a miserable state now, Jingyao shouldn't hold a grudge anymore. She had also heard what the doctor said, that it was impossible to expect her to recover with current medical technology. Jia Qilan placed her hopes on metaphysics. If Ji Jingyao's master was willing to help, she might still have a glimmer of hope. In the past, she had seen other elderly people in the circle suffer strokes and laughed at them. Now it was her turn.
After wiping her saliva, Zhou Man went to the bathroom to touch up her makeup. When Ji Jingyao came over, she could appear in front of her in the most fragile and moving manner.
She knew what kind of expression would most arouse a man's sympathy.
After finishing her makeup, she sat back next to Jia Qilan, acting like a filial granddaughter.
We waited until the afternoon.
When she saw the Ji family's steward coming, a look of disappointment flashed in Jia Qilan's eyes.
Zuo Huaiyuan, the eldest uncle of the Zuo family, said directly in dissatisfaction: "Why are you here? Where is Jingyao? His grandmother had a stroke, and it was all because of him, and he didn't even come to see her in person?"
The Ji family's housekeeper's eyes fell on Jia Qilan lying on the hospital bed. His voice was polite but distant, "The young master heard that the old lady was dying, so he asked us to send her off."
Jia Qilan's eyes widened, and she gasped for breath. Who was dying? She was still alive and well!
She glared at the Ji family's housekeeper fiercely. He was cursing her on purpose!
Zuo Huaiyuan was stunned. This was indeed what he said on the phone. He was afraid that Jing Yao would not come, so of course he had to speak more seriously. Why did Jing Yao take it seriously?
He just seized on the fact that Ji Jingyao didn't come over, "What about him? Did he just want you to come over and take a look?"
The butler smiled slightly, "Young Master has always been the most polite and has prepared the gifts."
Gift?
A glimmer of hope resurfaced in Jia Qilan's despairing heart. Could it be a treasure like the Snow Lotus Heart? She didn't expect to get something of this level, but it couldn't be too bad, just enough to restore her to her original state and extend her life by ten years.
"It's inconvenient to deliver it because it's too big."
Jia Qilan's newly sparked hope vanished. The fact that it was too large to be taken to the hospital meant it wasn't some kind of elixir. She simply wanted to recover; everything else was secondary. Although her stroke had only lasted half a day, she'd had enough of that time spent without control of her body and speaking like a retard.
The housekeeper led Zuo Huaiyuan and the others downstairs and pointed at the rosewood coffin and said, "Young Master is worried that things are too urgent and you are inexperienced, so he prepared the coffin for you."
"This is made of red sandalwood that's over a hundred years old. I think the young master knew that the old lady valued funeral rites and wanted to save face, so he asked me to deliver it." The price of red sandalwood has risen again in recent years, and this coffin would surely sell for tens of millions now. Their young master was such a cold-hearted person, yet warm-hearted. Even the butler was moved by Ji Jingyao's principle of repaying evil with kindness.
Send a coffin?
Zuo Huaiyuan and others gasped. If his mother knew that Ji Jingyao had brought a coffin, she would probably faint from anger.
"My mother is not dead yet." He said through gritted teeth.
The housekeeper looked at him calmly and said, "You were the one who called and said she was dying."
He added, "The young master also said that, considering the blood relationship, he will ask the masters of the sect to come and chant sutras to pray for the soul to be reborn."
After saying this, he took the Ji family away.
Everyone in the Zuo family was dumbfounded and didn't know what to do.
When Zhou Man learned that Ji Jingyao had sent a coffin over, she was so shocked that she couldn't speak for a long time.
She suddenly realized that she had been tricked by the Zuo family. Jia Qilan held no place in Ji Jingyao's heart. She had just suffered a stroke, and yet he couldn't wait to send her a coffin. His disdain was expressed openly, with no intention of concealing it.
She made a wrong move!
She shouldn't have tried so hard to please Jia Qilan. Maybe in Ji Jingyao's mind, she and the Zuo family were in cahoots. He, who already had a prejudice against her, would only dislike her even more.
Regret filled her heart, but Zhou Man couldn't turn back. Jia Qilan had been helping her both publicly and privately during this period, and if she withdrew and distanced herself from the matter, her already dire reputation would only worsen.
The most important thing for her now is to open the cosmetics company first.
The Zuo family had intended to keep the news of Ji Jingyao's coffin delivery a secret, partly to prevent the public from knowing Ji Jingyao's true attitude towards them, and partly to conceal it from Jia Qilan. However, the Ji family's coffin delivery was a grand affair, and the Zuo family didn't have the ability to silence everyone. So the news quickly spread within the circle.
The things that the Zuo family had tried to cover up for so many years were finally exposed to the sun.
Oh no!
This is interesting!
Many pragmatic families immediately expelled the Zuo family from the circle of top-tier wealthy families. The Zuo family had long been on the decline, and if it weren't for the Ji family's support, no one would bother to pay them any attention. Old Madam Zuo's arrogant personality had offended many people. So, under the guise of comforting her, someone deliberately mentioned the incident of Ji Jingyao delivering the coffin to provoke her.
Jia Qilan was indeed severely shocked. Her condition had improved under the doctor's treatment, but this time she had another attack. Even if the doctor was very skilled, he could only keep her alive. Her face became more crooked, and she could only utter messy syllables that others could not understand. She also had incontinence.
Zhou Man, however, unexpectedly stayed by her godmother's side, serving her every day. However, Jia Qilan didn't seem to appreciate it. Perhaps because she was too sick and confused, she would often throw things at Zhou Man.
Zhou Man was seen several times going out with food all over her clothes, but she never said a word against Jia Qilan. This behavior of hers did help to restore her reputation.
It wasn't that no one said Ji Jingyao was too cruel, showing no mercy to his own family. Although they said it privately, no one dared to reveal it in front of him.
Shi Miao wasn't surprised. He was a man with a clear distinction between love and hate. His grandmother had definitely crossed his line a long time ago.
She felt that these people should be thankful that this was a society ruled by law. If they were the Demon Lord from their previous life, their ashes would definitely have been scattered down the sewer.
She calculated that Jia Qilan should have five years to live.
However, the popularity of Ji Jingyao delivering the coffin only lasted for a few days, and soon a new explosive melon emerged, diverting everyone's attention.
Zhou Man's fiancé Pei Ze was caught lying in bed with Qiao Ningzhi, the eldest daughter of the Qiao family. It was Zhou Man who caught them in the act.
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