The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 231

Chapter 231: 223 Provoking an International Tycoon! [2 more]

“I’m not afraid of pain.” Wen Tinglan fell silent for a moment, “I’m afraid of you suffering.”

Ying Zijin’s hand paused as she was setting his bone.

Her fingers tightened slightly, her eyelashes drooping, “Not anymore.”

After a moment’s thought, Ying Zijin felt in her pocket, and indeed found the last remaining candy.

She took out the candy and handed it to Wen Tinglan, “Suck on this.”

Wen Tinglan accepted it, tore open the candy wrapper, and put the candy in his mouth.

It was then.

“Crack!”

It was the sound of the bone moving.

Just hearing that noise was enough to make someone wince in sympathy.

But Wen Tinglan didn’t make a sound.

“A real man.” Ying Zijin stood up, patted his shoulder, and chuckled softly, “Since childhood, you’ve been stronger than your sister.”

Wen Tinglan wiped the sweat from his forehead, still worried, “Sis, you should leave this place, the Fang Family is not to be trifled with!”

He knew that his sister was very capable.

But the Fang Family was powerful, how could they possibly stand against them?

“It’s fine.” Ying Zijin was indifferent, “You rest first, we’ll go to the hospital again later.”

Only then did she turn around to face the private doctor whose legs were trembling non-stop and took a couple of steps forward.

With a “thump,” the private doctor collapsed on the floor.

“This has nothing to do with me!” he said, his voice trembling, “I’m just employed by the Fang Family, acting on the orders of the head of the household! I’m not in charge of my own fate!”

Ying Zijin raised her hand, grabbed the private doctor’s shoulder, used force to make him stand.

“I’m a doctor too.” Her voice was cool and mocking with a slight smile, “I know where to break it to cause the most pain.”

Before the private doctor could respond, there was a crisp “snap” – the sound of a bone breaking.

The pain spread instantaneously, piercing him to the core.

The private doctor couldn’t hold back and let out a scream, sweat beading on his forehead from the agony.

Then, the girl seemingly effortlessly tapped a few spots on his body.

In an instant, the pain intensified.

The private doctor had no idea why this was happening, only feeling his guts churned up, his vision darkening.

Ying Zijin released his shoulder.

Without her support, the private doctor collapsed against the wall, struggling to catch his breath.

Finally, Ying Zijin turned her gaze to Fang Ruotong, who looked terrified.

She nodded slightly, her voice faint, “Do you want his bone marrow?”

“What, what?” Fang Ruotong took a step back, “You wouldn’t dare lay a finger on me, would you?”

She was terrified but tried to put on a brave front, pointing at the girl, “Do you know who my father is? The head of the Fang Family! If you touch me, you’ll have offended the entire Fang Family!”

“No matter how tough you are, you’re finished!”

Because of Fang Zhicheng’s way of doing things, the Fang Family had many enemies, and Fang Ruotong had seen her share of them.

She even narrowly escaped kidnapping once.

What kind of ruthless people hadn’t she seen?

A girl younger than her, how much power could she have?

Hearing Fang Ruotong’s words, Wen Tinglan’s heart tightened again, “Sis!”

“I don’t need your bone marrow,” Ying Zijin seized Fang Ruotong’s wrist. “And don’t point your finger at me.”

Fang Ruotong hadn’t had a chance to respond, nor did she understand what the first sentence meant, when a throbbing pain shot through her wrist.

She screamed out, “Let go! Let go!”

Even though she suffered from leukemia due to radiation and often felt pain, she had never felt pain like this before.

It seemed to penetrate deep into her bones, reaching her heart and lungs.

No matter what, Fang Ruotong was just a 19-year-old girl who had been pampered by Fang Zhicheng all her life.

And since she had taken a year off school, her temperament wasn’t mature, how could she have anticipated such a scene?

Fang Ruotong had been scared into tears, sobbing hoarsely, “What are you doing, what are you doing?! It hurts, it hurts so much!”

“You still have the strength to talk,” Ying Zijin said coolly. “Seems like it doesn’t hurt that much.”

She leaned down, her eyes cold and fierce, “You didn’t answer my question. Do you want my brother’s bone marrow?”

“I don’t want it anymore, I don’t want it!” Fang Ruotong wept loudly, “I won’t get treated, okay? Please, just let me go.”

“They broke his leg, I broke both your arms,” Ying Zijin slowly released Fang Ruotong, “Stop crying, you’re three years older than him, be strong.”

She didn’t look at Fang Ruotong again, turning away, “Xiao Lan, we should go. Dad must be getting anxious.”

Both of them had kept the truth from Wen Fengmian.

Wen Tinglan hesitated for a moment but then stood up and followed.

But after taking a couple of steps, he was surprised to find that his legs felt no different than before.

He could run 1000 meters right now with no problem.