The Heiress Acts Mischievously, But Her Family Can Read Her Mind-Chapter 210: Mrs. Ji’s Illness Explodes

After breakfast,

Chu Muxi excused herself to visit Huang Ruanting at the hospital and left Mingyue Town early.

She had a private car pick her up.

As for Su Ran,

no one paid attention to where she went, but with Liang Ciqiu around, she probably wouldn’t have any problems.

Mrs. Ji took care of her nosebleed and saw that everyone was sitting in the living room.

She looked at Jiang Nanshu and asked, "Nannan, did you find what you were looking for? Are you going back to Beijing today?"

Jiang Nanshu glanced at her, saw that everyone was present, and then spoke, "I came here this time because of you."

Mrs. Ji was somewhat stunned. Her heart felt sour and swelling up unexpectedly because Jiang Nanshu had come back for her, but she soon became uneasy.

Could it be that in Beijing high society was slandering Jiang Nanshu’s background? After all, she had grown up in the countryside.

Thinking this, she became anxious.

"Do I need to go to Beijing to clarify things with those noblewomen? I can go at any time."

Jiang Nanshu looked into her sincere eyes.

All filled with worry about her situation.

Even after returning to wealth, she never led a luxurious life with them but instead abandoned them in the countryside as if they were stains on her life.

The Ji Family had never come to visit.

Even when Mrs. Ji was diagnosed with leukemia, she still chose to hide it, just to save money for her family to live on.

Jiang Nanshu, accustomed to being cold-hearted, despised her own vulnerability.

Perhaps, this was what Zhou Yanxu had once taught her, to learn to treat the world gently, to treat everyone gently, so that she would receive much love.

But she was clumsy and couldn’t learn.

She had only learned to wrap herself up like a hedgehog, approaching everyone with a motive.

She would do anything to achieve her goals.

Leaving Zhou Yanxu out of her mind,

Jiang Nanshu then said, "That day at the hospital, I asked the doctor who was treating you."

Mrs. Ji’s face turned pale instantly, and she shook her head at Jiang Nanshu.

Jiang Nanshu pretended not to see and turned to Father Ji, "The doctor said she has leukemia, and without intervention, she has three months to live."

"What, what..." Father Ji couldn’t handle the shock and fell onto the chair behind him.

Even Xiaoze’s face turned ghostly pale, the youth’s eyes quickly reddened.

Three years ago, his sister left this home.

Was he going to lose his mother this year too?

He quickly lowered his head.

Tears dropped onto his frayed canvas shoes.

Shang Xu looked up, saw Xiaoze crying, and couldn’t hold back his tears.

"Wuwuwu, Brother Xiaoze, don’t cry, don’t cry, when you cry, Xuxu feels very sad too." He burst out crying.

Not understanding the situation, he only knew that the people around him were very sad, and he felt sad too.

Ji Ze violently wiped away his tears with the back of his hand, his young eyes filled with hurt as he stiffened his neck and muttered, "Why not get treatment? Why lie to Dad and me saying you’re just overheated? Mom, do you not want us anymore? Do you not want this family anymore?"

Mrs. Ji saw that her illness had been revealed.

She wasn’t too upset, feeling as though a burden had suddenly been lifted from her shoulders.

She had kept her illness a secret for a month, frequent visits to the hospital had aroused her family’s suspicions. Seeing the astronomical treatment costs, Mrs. Ji knew they couldn’t afford it, and at her age, her children had grown up and were sensible. She wouldn’t have any regrets even if she were to pass away.

More importantly, she had seen her daughter whom she had missed day and night. She had wanted to treat this meeting as their last and had even planned to boldly ask Jiang Nanshu to take a photo with her.

Her daughter had grown up, surrounded by loving family members and a boyfriend who adored her.

Her only regret was not seeing Jiang Nanshu get married and have children.

But as long as she was happy, this small regret didn’t matter.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she wiped them away, "Xiaoze, the medical expenses are too expensive, and you still need to study. Your dad injured his leg three years ago and can’t do much heavy work anymore. He even raises pigs to support our family, which isn’t easy. I told the doctor to stop the treatment, you still have to go to university..."

"Did you ask me?" Ji Ze shouted loudly, "I’d rather not study; I just want you to be well. I don’t want you making plans for me. Think about yourself, will you? When sister was at home, you saved money to buy her clothes, hair clips, and snacks she loved, hardly ever buying new clothes for yourself. Now that you’re sick, you still want to save money for my education. How can I even focus on my studies?"

Mrs. Ji was startled by Ji Ze’s outburst.

Her son, who was always mild-tempered, was yelling at her for the first time.

She moved her lips, lowered her head, and her eyes moistened.

Jiang Nanshu glanced at Ji Ze indifferently, simply uttering, "Xiaoze."

Ji Ze stiffened.

In the past, if he upset Mrs. Ji, a look from Jiang Nanshu was enough to make him obey.

He said with irritation, "Mom, I’m sorry. I couldn’t control my temper."

Father Ji, hesitant to speak, said in a muffled voice, "My dear, even if we go bankrupt, I want to cure you."

Mrs. Ji shook her head, "It’s no use, this disease is terminal, it can’t be cured. I’ve lived long enough, and it’s a disease that can’t be cured, so there’s no point in persisting."

Jiang Nanshu found this whole gloomy situation headache-inducing.

"The doctor said that as long as we find compatible bone marrow, your disease can be cured. I came back this time because of your situation. I will pay for your treatment."

Hearing Jiang Nanshu’s voice, the three of them were stunned.

Ever since Jiang Nanshu returned to the Jiang Family, their biggest concern was not to disturb them, fearing the Jiang Family might vent their dislike of them onto Jiang Nanshu. freeweɓnovēl.coɱ

"No..."

"Don’t rush to refuse," Jiang Nanshu interrupted Mrs. Ji gently.

She had originally intended to use this money to sever the ties of obligation with the Ji Family, letting them use the money for the treatment while freeing herself from their concerns.

But now she reconsidered.

Mrs. Ji was already seriously ill, and stressing her further would be tantamount to indirectly causing her death.

She didn’t want to play out such an unpleasant scenario.

She then said, "It is said that the grace of raising up is greater than the grace of birth; from the moment I was born, you raised me. Logically and emotionally, I am obliged to take care of you. If you truly die from this illness, the people of Beijing could drown me with their spit, they would surely curse me as ’unfilial’ and ’unrighteous,’ capable of watching my foster mother die. More severely, Grandpa Lu might think I have a flawed character and want Brother Qingyan to break off our engagement."

Jiang Nanshu paused, her face melancholic, "Mom, Brother Qingyan is my lifeblood; I can’t leave him! It’s better to let me die than to live without him! So, I will cover your medical expenses. You must live well, that way my reputation can be good; and rest assured, I’m not using the Jiang Family’s money for your treatment."

"I’m using the Lu Family’s! Hehe, Grandpa Lu gave me a billion, so with this argument, not only can I reassure my foster mother to peacefully undergo the treatment, but I also vastly improved my standing in front of Lu Qingyan. He must be incredibly touched."

Saying this, she turned to gaze affectionately at Lu Qingyan.

Lu Qingyan was smiling noncommittally at her.

Jiang Nanshu cleared her throat, adopting a serious expression: "I’ve also chosen the place for treatment. Let’s go to Port City."

Lu Qingyan’s expression shifted slightly: "No!"