422: C422 Jumping Clown

C422 Jumping Clown

To Su Yihan, this was definitely the biggest blow she had ever received in her life. Whether there were outsiders or not, it did not make any difference to her. The most important thing was that she recognized the reality of the situation, and the reality had ruthlessly slapped her in the face, letting her know how laughable ignorance was.

Until today, she also felt that Shen Qianyao shouldn't have gotten those betrothal gifts because of Shi Jing's charity. But now, all of this was Shen Qianyao's due. The clown was originally her, this was like a beautiful dream that suddenly turned into a nightmare.

However, Su Yihan would not give in. As long as she could marry into a rich family in the future, she would be able to wash away the stain on her reputation from this matter.

"Mingzhe, as long as you can help me marry into the Wealthy Class, I'm willing to help you with anything." Su Yihan said firmly.

With the unwillingness in Su Yihan's heart, she would listen obediently to whatever she had to do. However, Shen Mingzhe would not use this card for the time being, after all, he could only use it once, and he had to make an appearance at the crucial moment. He had to ruthlessly stab Su Yang when he could give him a fatal blow.

"I know one person who really hates Su Yang. He even hopes that Su Yang will die and find an opportunity to get close to him. His name is Jiang Tao." Shen Mingzhe said that Jiang Tao's legs had been broken by Su Yang at a banquet held by Kong Wu. This matter was spread very widely in the circle of the rich second generation, and Shen Mingzhe had received the news long ago.

Jiang Tao couldn't wait for Su Yang to die, but he had never found a chance to do so. Such hatred could turn him into a flag that could be used.

"Alright." Su Yihan agreed without hesitation.

After Su Yihan left the office, Shen Mingzhe was like a great general who could control everything as long as he sat at his base. Of course, this was only what he thought.

It was true that Jiang Tao hated Su Yang, but the two of them were at completely different levels. Using Jiang Tao to deal with Su Yang was like a joke.

In his mind, Jiang Tao's position was more like a pathfinder's stone. After all, the Korean Group and the Ruoshui Real Estate were fighting fiercely right now, and no one could be sure of the consequences that a third party would bring to the fire. Therefore, Shen Mingzhe did not dare to leave the stage lightly and instead used Jiang Tao to probe.

On the second day, a special ward in the hospital welcomed a special guest.

The reason why it was called a special ward was because the hospital had helped the patients who lived here to reduce the cost of the beds. Except for the treatment, the hospital would try to save as much money as possible for them.

Yesterday, she had coincidentally met Su Yang, and Su Yang had pretended to tell her fortune for them, saying that someone would be willing to pay for her son's treatment. At that time, the young woman had only taken these words as a joke, after all, fortune telling was an extremely mysterious and unconvincing thing.

But now, if someone really came to look for them, the young woman couldn't help but suspect if it was related to what Su Yang said yesterday. Could it be that this person was here to pay for her son's treatment?

"Excuse me …" The young woman looked at Zhong Liang nervously, then said, "Let me get a glass of water first."

Zhong Liang was ordered by Su Yang to come here with the simple goal of giving them assistance and giving money to the little boy to treat their illness.

"No need, I'll just say a few words and then leave." Zhong Liang said.

The young woman didn't dare to look at Zhong Liang. She lowered her head and asked, "Speak, I'm listening."

Seeing that the young woman was so nervous that she clenched her fists, Zhong Liang smiled and said, "Don't be so nervous and scared, I'm not a bad person. My purpose here is to tell you that the treatment fees for my son have been paid.

The young woman raised her head in disbelief. He had really hit the mark! Was he really a fortune-telling master? How could he be so accurate!

"... You're not joking with me, are you? The young woman asked Zhong Liang in disbelief.

"Of course it's true. I've already communicated with the hospital, and they won't charge any more fees. Every month, there will be a fixed sum of money transferred into the hospital." Zhong Liang said.

The young woman suddenly slapped herself heavily. She was afraid that this was all a dream, that all of this was not reality.

But when the slapping grew louder and the burning pain in her cheek, she knew it wasn't a dream.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why are you hitting yourself?" At this time, the little boy on the sickbed woke up and saw this scene as he asked the young woman.

The young woman excitedly walked to the bedside and held the little boy's hand. She said with tears streaming, "Son, there's hope. Someone is willing to pay the medical fees to be able to continue living."

The little boy was still half awake, but hearing his mother's words, he felt even more unreal. Although he was young, he had long since become sensible and knew how much money it would take to cure himself.

"Mom, you must be tired. There's no one else here." The little boy said in heartache.

The young woman turned around and saw that Zhong Liang had left at an unknown time.

She stood up impatiently and ran to the door of the ward. When she opened the door, she could not find Zhong Liang in the corridor, causing the middle-aged woman to be instantly stunned.1

Could everything that had happened just now have been an illusion?

At that moment, the nurse came into the room and made a routine examination of the boy's condition.

The young woman took the nurse's hand and asked her, "Miss nurse, did you see someone in his thirties who was tall and thin? It was not my imagination that he wanted to pay for the treatment of my son."

If it really was an illusion, then the hope that had just ignited in her heart would completely turn into despair. This kind of blow was not something she could bear, so when she asked the nurse this question, the answer she was hoping for was obvious.

Although this matter only happened for a short time, it had already spread among the medical staff. The discussion in the work group was especially intense. The nurse smiled and said, "It's true. Even the dean knows about this."

The young woman cried tears of joy, and the little boy lying on the bed was stunned. After a while, he said, "That older brother from yesterday really knows how to tell his fortune."

He was not a fortune-teller, and he could not tell what fate had in store for him, because this was something that he had arranged himself. When he was admitted to the hospital, it had alarmed all the upper echelons of the hospital, as well as all the master teachers who had been to his ward. From this alone, it could be seen that his identity was not simple.

"I know the person I'm talking about. However, he is not a fortune-teller. This money should be given by him." the nurse said to the little boy.

The young man and woman were stunned. This money was given out by her fortune-telling brother!

"When he was hospitalized, every leader had been concerned about this matter. This kind of person must have an extraordinary identity. To be able to meet him, it could be said that he was very lucky." The nurse continued.

"Nurse, do you know which ward he's in?" If it was really like that, she had to go and thank her son in person because her son's life was given to her by Su Yang. Even if she was to kowtow to Su Yang, she would not hesitate.

"He seems to have left the hospital. Logically speaking, his current condition should be the best for him to recuperate in the hospital. However, I'm not too sure about the thoughts of the rich people. He probably doesn't like the environment in the hospital, so he went back to get a family doctor." The nurse said.

The young woman couldn't wait to thank Su Yang, how could this work?

The nurse saw through her thoughts and said, "A rich person like him probably wouldn't care about such a small matter. I think it's better to take good care of my son. Who knows, we might meet due to fate in the future."

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