The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 184: Meeting the Foster Mother

They left.

Cheng An immediately said, "Mom, go lock the door tightly, and then call my brother to the hospital, I have something to tell him!"

Madam Cheng was suddenly made nervous by his actions, and locked the door like a thief: "An’er, what happened?"

"Mom, what I’m about to tell you, you can’t tell anyone."

Madam Cheng nodded anxiously.

Only then did Cheng An say, "The Jiang Family will be finished within two years! Bao Yan is going to merge with the Jiang Family to become the second dragon head of Beijing. We have to ally ourselves with him while he’s still weak. When the time comes, the Cheng Family’s status in Beijing will also rise with the tide."

Seeing him so certain of himself, Madam Cheng held back her words. Although Cheng An had talked nonsense while he was in a coma, most of it was unclear, and occasionally he would call out Su Ran’s name in anguish, which almost triggered Madam Cheng’s high blood pressure.

"An’er... you haven’t been hit in the head by that girl Jiang Nanshu, have you? I’ll contact neurology to have a look at you."

"Mom!" Cheng An scolded with a dark face, his eyes full of determination to win: "I haven’t lied; all this was told to me by destiny. Oh, and by the way, Jiang Jingcheng will be found to be infected with a virus in a short while. If you don’t believe me, go check whether he went to Dragon and Phoenix for a dinner with his colleagues half a month ago. That poison was thrown by his colleague Wu Guo."

Madam Cheng was likewise fooled by his logical statement and made a note to check it when Cheng Rui arrived.

The result came back quickly.

This kind of thing could be known with a little investigation, and sure enough, just as Cheng An said, Wu Guo’s secrecy was poorly executed. If someone intent on finding out did so, they would see numerous flaws, but just no one had bothered with such a minor matter.

Madam Cheng’s skepticism turned to shock, "Son, this..."

Cheng An’s eyes brimmed with confidence: "I also know that Lin Yueyue has contracted AIDS, and Jiang Yunchuan will die from this disease in the end. Heh, the fate of these people from the Jiang Family really does alleviate the hatred in my heart!"

Madam Cheng’s eyes lit up, her hands pressed together in gratitude, "Thank heaven, my son’s life was not to end. Although your father and I had no great expectations of you, if you can lead the Cheng Family to soar, your father will definitely be proud of you, and the company will give you half to manage."

Cheng An let out a light hum, feeling a bit elated.

His family had always scolded him for being unlearned and good for nothing, but now, the heavy responsibility of saving the Cheng Family had fallen on his shoulders. Su Ran wouldn’t stay away from him because she thought he had no power or influence...

Thinking of Su Ran.

Cheng An swallowed, his voice becoming much huskier: "Mom, from now on, you’re not allowed to target Ranran anymore. You have to treat her as well as your own daughter."

Upon hearing this, Madam Cheng was furious: "An’er, that woman has caused you to end up like this, and she didn’t come to see you once during your hospital treatment. She’s a heartless and ungrateful woman, and only you treat her as a treasure! I forbid you from seeing her again."

The siblings from the Jiang Family were just here.

Cheng An had been restraining himself and did not speak, but now he couldn’t hold back any longer: "Who says she doesn’t care about me? She sent me a lot of messages, saying that she couldn’t even enter my ward because of you guys blocking her. Mom, you’ve gone too far."

When accused by her son like this, Madam Cheng felt truly hurt.

His pain was pain in her heart, she couldn’t believe that Su Ran could feel even the slightest pity for Cheng An. However, watching Cheng An’s fanatic demeanor rubbed her the wrong way.

Cheng An sighed softly and gestured for her to come closer. He whispered a few words to Madam Cheng.

Madam Cheng’s eyes moved from discontent to surprise and then to deep shock.

Her hands were trembling.

"An’er... are you saying Su Ran’s real identity is the heiress to Port City’s richest Zhou Family..."

"Shh." Cheng An made a gesture and shook his head at her: "Mom, let’s keep this secret between us. Once Ranran recognizes her family and goes back, her worth will change drastically!"

Madam Cheng was extremely excited, this was truly beyond her expectations!

The Zhou Family of Port City, whose strength was on par with the Lu Family of Beijing.

If this was true, her son truly was not worthy of her.

"So, if I’m nicer to Su Ran in the future, I hit her last time, won’t she hold it against me?" Madam Cheng was deeply conflicted.

When Su Ran was mentioned, a gentle smile spread across Cheng An’s face, "She won’t, Ranran is the kindest, she won’t bear grudges."

Madam Cheng breathed a sigh of relief, "That’s good then."

She now trusted her son completely.

About half an hour later, Cheng Rui arrived tardily.

When he understood the reason Cheng An had called him, he cursed, "Absurd."

However, as Cheng An explained, his expression grew increasingly grim, and with Madam Cheng’s persuasion, Cheng Rui’s heart began to waver.

Cheng An dropped the bombshell, "Jiang Yisen bought poisoned land, tricked by Bao Yan, he’ll be ruined by this project. If we want to pull out, now is the best time."

Cheng Rui was skeptical.

Only after he received confidential information on his phone did he start to change his view.

"Little brother, this is a blessing in disguise for you. I will handle our family’s dealings with the Jiang Family, using the excuse that Jiang Nanshu hurt you. It’s the perfect opportunity to cut ties and stop our cooperation."

Cheng An let out a breath, feeling a triumphant sense of vindication; being valued felt like this. Otherwise, his elder brother’s gaze would never rest upon him.

After Cheng Rui left the hospital room and checked the information in his hands one more time, Jiang Yisen...

He slightly curled his lips; Bao Yan had made a bold move, aiming to erase the Jiang Family from Beijing.

...

At the hospital lobby.

Jiang Nanshu was planning on going to the police station, but then she spotted a familiar figure. The woman’s hair had turned mostly white, and she was holding a payment slip, standing alone in the queue.

A doctor seemed to be persuading her nearby, "Are you sure you want to give up treatment? Your condition has a chance of recovery."

The woman shook her head, "No more treatment, the money we make from selling pigs for a year isn’t enough to cover it. I better save it. My son is still in high school, he’s got college ahead. It’s a time for spending, can’t waste it."

The doctor shook his head, "Alright, then take your medication on time. It can relieve your pain temporarily. If you give up treatment, you’ll have at most three months to live. Treasure it."

The woman nodded and continued queuing up, unfazed.

Jiang Nanshu’s eyes were complex, her heart ached, and she felt the urge to embrace her, yet her rationality was restraining her.

She hadn’t expected such a strong reaction upon seeing this woman, her nominal foster mother. Taking a deep breath, she caught up with the departing doctor to ask explicitly, "Doctor, excuse me, what illness does that patient have?"

Following her gaze, the doctor spoke with pity, "Leukemia, she’s giving up treatment because her family can’t afford it. If a matching bone marrow is found, she can be treated... it’s just that the medical expenses are too overwhelming."

After saying this, the doctor left.

Jiang Nanshu only knew from the book that Mrs. Ji had fallen ill, but the author hadn’t disclosed the details; so it was leukemia. Suffering from the original body’s resentment, she lingered on the sickbed for months before passing away.

Mrs. Ji carried a small bag containing a few pieces of her clothing, she carefully counted the remaining hundred dollar bills in her hand, folded them neatly, and secured them close to her body.

At the moment she walked out of the hospital doors.

Jiang Nanshu still couldn’t help but run to her side.

She grabbed Mrs. Ji’s arm.

"Mom."