The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot-Chapter 415 - 385 The Ying Family has gone mad Ying Zijin No
Chapter 415: 385 The Ying Family has gone mad, Ying Zijin: No Rescue【1 more】_2
Chapter 415: 385 The Ying Family has gone mad, Ying Zijin: No Rescue【1 more】_2
A healer with such powers, who couldn’t she know in terms of connections?
The major clans would rush to offer money for her services.
Thinking of this, Ying Zhenting’s heart couldn’t stop trembling.
“Mom, Zijin is a healer,” Zhong Manhua finally regained her composure, her expression filled with excitement, “Zijin can treat you!”
Old Madam Ying couldn’t accept it: “I don’t believe it, I don’t believe it, Zhenting… Zhenting, say something.”
A foster daughter, why should she be better than her own granddaughter?
Ying Yuexuan was a young miss carefully nurtured by the Ying Family.
“Mom, Zijin indeed is a healer,” Ying Zhenting’s stern face gradually softened, “She wants to save you.”
It seemed he had decided to change his mind and bring Ying Zijin back home.
He even wanted to throw a banquet to tell everyone that Ying Zijin was indeed the Ying Family’s young miss.
What about the previous agreement with Jing Hongzhen?
So what if he broke it?
“Mhm,” Ying Zijin said with her hands in her pockets, her expression indifferent, her voice cold, “I won’t save her.”
Those three words were like a bucket of cold water poured over the heads of the Ying family members.
Zhong Manhua’s heart tightened in a flash, her smile looking very ugly: “Zi, Zijin, what did you say? This is your grandmother, how can you not save her?”
Ying Zijin’s eyebrows lifted as she flipped her phone, casually pressing a button.
In the silence of the sickroom, Old Madam Ying’s voice emerged, very assertive.
—I just don’t want to see her, tell her to leave.
Ying Zijin turned off the recording and put her phone back in her pocket, still very polite: “As you wish.”
These five words turned Old Madam Ying’s face pale, her breathing became rapid, while her face felt a burning pain.
She might not have liked Ying Zijin, but she wouldn’t joke with her own life.
If she had known Ying Zijin was the healer Doctor Nora had invited, how could she have said that?
Ying Zijin stated plainly: “Please remember clearly, I have had no relation with the Ying Family for a long time.”
Zhong Manhua stood frozen in place.
This scene was too familiar to her.
It suddenly brought her back to a year ago.
During the trial in the Ying Family’s old house, no one believed Ying Zijin.
At that time, the girl had also played a recording and then left the Ying Family without looking back.
Zhong Manhua suddenly realized that from that moment on, she had truly lost her biological daughter.
There was no turning back.
“Zijin, Mom was wrong,” Zhong Manhua lowered her noble head for the first time to apologize, “Your grandmother’s illness is very serious, please treat her, it’s nothing to you.”
“Sorry, Doctor Nora,” Ying Zijin remained unmoved, turning to her, “I didn’t expect you’d ask me to treat such a person. I have a grudge against them; I won’t save her.”
She nodded slightly in respect and left the sickroom.
Four members of the Ying Family remained in the sickroom, trembling, stunned.
“You—” Nora frowned.
After thinking for a moment, she took out her cellphone and dialed Zuo Li’s number.
Zuo Li had heard about the Ying Family’s troubles from the school’s administrative director the first time he visited Verdant.
When Nora asked about it, he told her everything.
At the end, he added another comment.
“Doctor Nora, you know what a living blood bank signifies, don’t you? You should also be aware of how much damage it does to the body to be bled that many times a year.”
“That Classmate Ying is still alive now is truly a miracle.”
After hearing this, Nora trembled with anger.
She had seen many patients and dealt with medical disputes as well.
But she really couldn’t believe that anyone could do such things.
Nora looked at Old Madam Ying with disgust: “A living blood bank? You people are disgusting!”
After saying that, she took off the white coat she was wearing.
Seeing her do this, Zhong Manhua was shocked: “Doctor Nora, what are you doing?”
“Sorry,” Nora spoke with an icy tone, “I won’t save her either. A doctor is likened to a parent, but you don’t deserve that.”
She left the coat aside and walked towards the door.
Before leaving, Nora stopped to say another word: “This illness isn’t simple; it’s very peculiar. You’d better prepare yourselves psychologically as soon as possible.”
The door to the sickroom closed, leaving the four members of the Ying Family alone.
Zhong Manhua felt a chill all over, her lips moving slightly: “Zhenting…”
Ying Zhenting was filled with regret.
If Zijin could heal, he would surely have kept her and given her the best.
But now, it was too late.
They had severed their relationship, and he had more than once harshly told Ying Zijin to leave.
Ying Zhenting now thought back, his heart twisted like a knife, full of regret and remorse.
Old Madam Ying finally felt afraid too. She clutched Ying Yuexuan’s hand tightly, gasping for air in great gulps, her face flushed red with exertion: “Wanwan, what should we do? Zijin refuses to treat me, what should we do?”
“Can you please beg her, beg her, will you?”
In the face of death, everyone is afraid.
Ying Yuexuan forced out an ugly smile, her heart also in turmoil.
She had calculated all possibilities, but never anticipated that the doctor Nora invited would be Ying Zijin.
How could Ying Zijin possibly know medical treatment?
But that isn’t important.
What’s important is that her status in the Ying Family is about to plummet to the depths.
What should I do?
Ying Yuexuan pursed her lips and stood up: “Mom, I’m stepping out for a moment.”
Zhong Manhua did not hear this at all, nor did Ying Zhenting pay any attention.
Ying Yuexuan took a deep breath and left the ward.
She went to the restroom and dialed Jing Hongzhen’s number.
**
Outside the hospital.
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Fu Yunshen leaned against his Maserati, looking up to see the girl coming down the stairs and raised an eyebrow: “That was quick. Our Yaoyao—”
Ying Zijin opened the car door and sat in the passenger’s seat: “The people of the Ying Family are beyond saving.”
Fu Yunshen’s peach blossom eyes softened, his expression cooling: “They shouldn’t be saved; if they’re capable, let them find someone else.”
Ying Zijin fastened her seatbelt, remaining silent without a word.
“What’s wrong?” Fu Yunshen sensed something was off with the girl’s mood, “Feeling down?”
“Not exactly, just feel it’s—,” Ying Zijin leaned back in her seat, looking up at the sky, her tone indifferent, “quite ridiculous.”
Interests, do they really matter that much?
To make those who once stood high stoop so low in their pleas for integrity.
She had never experienced what kinship was, what love was, only taught what life-and-death friendships meant.
After returning to Earth once more, she had thought of experiencing kinship, but unfortunately, the Ying Family had severed ties, and she no longer needed them.
She had Wen Fengmian and Wen Tinglan; that was enough.
As for love?
Ying Zijin glanced sideways briefly.
Just then, a long hand fell upon her head.
The palm was warm and soft.
Carrying his unique gentleness and steadiness.
As if it could make everything calm down.
“The human heart, it’s the most unpredictable thing in this world,” Fu Yunshen’s eyelashes fluttered lightly, he chuckled, “Alright, kid, stop thinking about these things. Disneyland, are we going or not?”
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows.
Only then she remembered, indeed, she had not yet visited an amusement park.
“Let’s go.”
“Okay,” Fu Yunshen smiled slightly, “Stay there for two days, take a break for yourself.”
Ying Zijin thought for a brief moment, her eyes and brows relaxing: “I want to eat Caribbean lamb chop butterfly cut with rice.”
“Okay, what else?”
“Take a photo with Donald Duck.”
“Hmm?” Fu Yunshen was intrigued, “Why not Snow White?”
“Donald Duck is adorably silly.”
“…”
Fu Yunshen took out his phone and began to book the tickets.
If in front of him she was just a kid, then he would indulge her willingly.
**
Three nights later, at night.
First Hospital, within the ward.
Headache episodes typically made Old Madam Ying drowsy, but these past two days, she was utterly sleepless.
The doctors of First Hospital were at a loss with her headache condition.
Nora departed for region O the very same day, nowhere to be found.
Old Madam Ying regretted her previous decisions.
Just then, the door to the ward was pushed open.
Someone walked in.
