Eighties Sweetheart Wife

Chapter 15: Chapter 15 The Fake Rich Girl with a Belly Full of Tricks_1 Chapter 15: Chapter 15 The Fake Rich Girl with a Belly Full of Tricks_1 A group of people finally arrived at the hospital entrance.

Song Yunuan instructed her older brother to take good care of their younger brother while she took Old Mr.

Ji upstairs.

They had found out that Lin Zhiqing was on the fifth floor.

But when they reached the staircase to the fourth floor, Old Mr.

Ji stopped in his tracks and silently stared at Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan bowed solemnly to Old Mr.

Ji and sincerely said, “Grandpa Ji, whether it works out or not, thank you.”

Old Mr.

Ji looked at Song Yunuan with a heavy gaze, “Young lady, tell me the truth, how did you know I can treat illnesses?”

Song Yunuan had already thought about how to phrase her reply; she first mentioned how she was switched at birth and then returned to her family.

Then she continued, “… When I was in the provincial capital, I overheard the uncles talking by chance and learned that you were in Nanshan County Town… Thinking of Lin Zhiqing’s leg, I suddenly thought of you.

It was really just a shot in the dark, but we never expected our luck to be so good.”

Old Mr.

Ji looked suspiciously at Song Yunuan.

Song Yunuan looked back at him with earnest, clear eyes, full of expectation.

Old Mr.

Ji snorted coldly, then lifted his leg and walked on.

Song Yunuan quickly followed, and again stressed in a lowered voice, “Grandpa Ji, my brother really is good at divination!”

Old Mr.

Ji glared, “Shut up!”

Song Yunuan: …

By the time they finished this conversation, they had already arrived at the door of the ward.

Song Yunuan didn’t knock, just pushed the door open, and saw Lin Jia, her body wrapped in bandages, her face bruised, as she leaned against the headboard of the bed, seemingly reaching for a water cup.

Perfect, she was alone.

Song Yunuan moved quickly, stepping forward and taking the water cup, then used the back of her hand to test the temperature, which was just right.

Then she gently said, “Lin Zhiqing, let me help you drink.”

Old Mr.

Ji stood at the door, squinted his eyes.

But his expression had softened somewhat.

The young girl was all talk, but she was attentive.

Lin Jia looked at Song Yunuan, her brow furrowed.

Was this young girl the daughter of Brigade Leader Song?

She had seen her briefly from a distance when she first came back.

Why was she here?

And why did she bring an old man whose expression was gloomy and who seemed rather unhappy?

Song Yunuan put down the cup and explained her purpose.

“… Lin Zhiqing, will you let Grandpa Ji check your leg, okay?”

Song Yunuan spoke in this way, but she insistently pulled back the blanket, “Grandpa Ji, please have a look, thank you for your trouble,”

This was not a matter of negotiation.

While Lin Qing was not around, she wanted Grandpa Ji to see if there was hope.

If there was no hope, she would have to think of another solution.

The blanket was pulled back, revealing Lin Jia’s legs, both wrapped in bandages and without plaster casts.

Lin Jia’s face changed, but she didn’t lose her temper.

Her lips moved, but she said nothing.

She just let Song Yunuan have her way.

Old Mr.

Ji furrowed his brows and reached out to pinch a spot on Lin Jia’s leg.

Song Yunuan thought to herself how gentle Lin Zhiqing really was; even when she had been so forceful, she had not gotten angry.

If it were Lin Qing, she would have kicked her away by now.

Speak of the devil!

A sharp voice suddenly rang out, “Who are you guys?

What are you doing here?

Nurse, nurse…”

Song Yunuan turned her head and saw Lin Qing standing at the door.

She uttered a pointless remark, “Sister Lin Qing, listen to my explanation.”

Lin Jia hurriedly said, “Qing’er, this is Brigade Leader Song’s daughter.”

At the mention of Brigade Leader Song, Lin Qing’s eyes suddenly widened with hatred, staring at Song Yunuan.

“What are you here for, to see how miserable my sister is, to find out if she’ll ever be able to walk again?

You’ve seen for yourself, now you can go back and let your father tell the Wang family, make them happy, make them proud.

Your father, that brigade leader, is the Wang family’s brigade leader, the Wang family’s dog.

Otherwise, how could he stand by and do nothing while my sister suffers inhuman torment?

Erdao River Village is like a devil’s village.

I’ve already contacted the authorities.

If they can’t provide a satisfactory explanation for my sister, I will continue to report this higher up.

Anyone who has wronged my sister will receive the punishment they deserve.

No one is getting away with this!”

Then she gave Song Yunuan another look of disgust.

This fake rich girl is delicate and pretty on the outside, but inside she’s full of malice, just like the rest of the Song family.

She emphasized with extra coldness and annoyance, “We are not acquainted, stop calling me sister!”

Lin Jia urgently tried to calm Lin Qing down, “Qing’er, don’t be angry.

This matter has nothing to do with Brigade Leader Song.

Why are you shouting at a young girl?”

Lin Qing growled with disappointment, “Sister, you are always so kind, so soft-hearted, but the world is so cruel.

Nobody will treat you with kindness, even those within reach.

Seeing you live in hell, they will only stand by and watch, not even lending a hand to pull you up.”

“Qing’er, I…” Lin Jia wanted to say that one shouldn’t take their anger out on innocent people.

But seeing her sister’s eyes brimming with tears, recalling how she hadn’t rested properly since yesterday, she swallowed her words.

Lin Qing’s voice choked, “Sister, I will get justice for you.”

Her gaze then fell on the old man who had come in with Song Yunuan.

She gave him a once over.

Old Mr.

Ji was wearing a recycling station’s work uniform, which was old and patched up, but in fact very clean.

However, in Lin Qing’s eyes, it appeared otherwise.

“A scrap collector?” Lin Qing said through clenched teeth, “Song Yunuan, you are so malicious, bringing a scrap-collecting old man into the ward.

Do you think just because my sister didn’t die in Erdao River Village, you can’t rest and are now here in the Nanshan County Town hospital to harm her?”

“Qing’er, it’s not like that.

She came to look at the leg just now, don’t be angry…” Lin Jia hurriedly tried to explain again.

Lin Qing was so furious that she started stamping her foot, tears instantly streaming down, “Sister, she doesn’t mean well, I’m sure she knows your leg is beyond saving, that it needs to be amputated.

That’s why she came to gloat, even bringing a junk collector…”

Lin Qing pointed at Song Yunuan, her voice shrill, “Song!

You are too heartless, bringing an old junk collector to intimidate me.

What, does the Nanshan County Town recycling station also want to collect…”

Lin Qing stopped abruptly.

Because Lin Jia’s face turned deathly pale, her lips trembling, she shakily interrupted her sister, “What are you saying, my leg…”

Old Mr.

Ji, on the other hand, remained composed.

He glanced at Song Yunuan, thinking so that’s what this is all about.

Song Yunuan’s face also changed.

Lin Qing had gone mad, hadn’t she?

If this were any other day, she would have snapped right back.

But she moved her lips without saying a word.

Lin Qing pointed at Song Yunuan and Old Mr.

Ji, her voice cold, “Get out, all of you!”

At that very moment, two nurses entered the room, quickly stepped forward, and addressed Song Yunuan and Old Mr.

Ji.

“How did you get in without registering?

That’s not permitted.

And this is a ward—no loud noises allowed.

Please leave quickly, don’t agitate the patient.”

So Old Mr.

Ji and Song Yunuan were shamefully chased out of the ward.

Of course, it was only Song Yunuan who left in disgrace, having not uttered a single word the whole time.

Old Mr.

Ji stole a glance at her, “You know what your status is, don’t you?

Isn’t this just adding fuel to the fire?”

Song Yunuan hung her head and squatted in the corner.

“That Lin Zhiqing, she’s not just externally injured; all her internal organs have varying degrees of damage, and she’s severely anemic and malnourished.”

Song Yunuan looked up, her eyes as clear as water, her voice soft and cautious, “Grandpa Ji, is there a chance to save Lin Jia’s leg?”