The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 264

Chapter 264: 254 Shedding the Vest, The True Divine Medical Saint! [1 More]

Madam Mu’s heart finally settled when she saw Mu Yuxi begin to write.

She was actually taking a gamble.

If Mu Yuxi didn’t sign, she had no way to force her.

Initially, Madam Mu hadn’t planned on trading with Mu Yuxi, but Mu Weifeng was too proud.

He would rather die of illness than agree to her terms.

But Mu Yuxi was different.

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She had only just finished her middle school exams and entered her first year of high school.

A girl not yet 16, no matter how capable, lacks maturity.

And with Mu Weifeng being her own brother, standing here at this life-and-death juncture was itself a testament to Mu Yuxi’s resilience.

Madam Mu was afraid that, when facing a choice between power and family affection, Mu Yuxi would opt for the former.

Thankfully, that wasn’t the case.

Madam Mu watched coldly from the sidelines, not even offering Mu Yuxi a seat, just witnessing her sign.

This document, once signed, would have legal effect.

And with Mu Weifeng’s life in her hands as the controller, she wasn’t worried about Mu Yuxi reneging later.

Mu Yuxi had just written the “Mu” character when the ICU doors suddenly burst open.

A nurse hurried out, “Is there any family of Mu Weifeng here? He’s awakened.”

Mu Yuxi’s hand trembled with excitement as she tossed the pen away, not caring about the backpack on her back, and immediately ran over.

Caught off guard, Madam Mu was splashed with ink across her face.

“It’s over, sister!” Ke Huizhu’s expression changed, “Mu Weifeng has awoken; what’s the use of asking that cardiothoracic doctor now?”

Madam Mu wiped off the ink from her face with a tissue, still composed, “You don’t know the full story. He may have awakened, but he’s not far from death.”

“Several doctors from the Mu family said, if Mu Weifeng ever coughs up blood and faints, then it’s beyond any medical help.”

Mu Yuxi didn’t know about this.

Mu Weifeng never told her the true state of his health, always relaying good news and never the bad.

Of course, Madam Mu wouldn’t say anything either; she had to secure Mu Yuxi’s signature first.

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In the hospital room.

After Mu Weifeng was wheeled in by the doctors and nurses, Mu Yuxi followed.

On the hospital bed, Mu Weifeng looked very pale, his breathing faint.

He lay there, like a broken doll.

Upon hearing footsteps, Mu Weifeng barely moved his head and spoke, “Xiao Xi.”

Mu Yuxi’s eyes reddened again, and the tears she was spinning finally fell, “Brother.”

She would not cry in front of Madam Mu, but this was Mu Weifeng.

“Brother scared you,” sighed Mu Weifeng, “Don’t cry, girls aren’t pretty when they cry.”

Mu Yuxi cried even harder, not daring to touch Mu Weifeng, “Bro, bro, Aunt Five said she has connections for your treatment, as long as I withdraw from the inheritance competition.”

She wiped away her tears, trying to suppress the sobs, “Brother, you’re going to be okay, you just have to be.”

At those words, Mu Weifeng frowned, “She’s at it again? Speaking such things to you?”

Madam Mu’s tactics were not underhanded; they were outright exploitation in the face of disaster.

As if realizing something, Mu Weifeng’s expression suddenly grew stern, “Xiao Xi, did you sign it?”

“Not yet,” Mu Yuxi caught her breath, “You woke up, so I came to see you first.”

Mu Weifeng’s tone grew stern, “Listen to your brother, don’t sign.”

“But, brother, your illness…” Mu Yuxi fell silent for a moment, “She wouldn’t deceive me by saying that, otherwise, even if Grandpa doesn’t care, he wouldn’t just stand by.”

“Yes, I believe she could really bring the Divine Medical Saint from the cardiovascular field,” Mu Weifeng coughed faintly, “but I don’t accept her charity.”

“You don’t need to agree to her terms. I’m aware of my condition; it can only be delayed, not cured.”

“Even if she brings that Divine Medical Saint, it would only prolong my life by a few years.”

Mu Weifeng’s gaze was serious, “Xiao Xi, aside from your young age, you have no other shortcomings. I have high hopes for you in the inheritance competition.”

Mu Yuxi remained silent, her fingers tightly gripping her clothes.

Mu Weifeng slowly raised his hand to pat her head, his voice gentle, “Brother knows you worry about him, but don’t beg such people, and moreover—”

He paused, “If you withdraw from the competition, Mu Chenzhou will rise to power. Do you think the Mu family will fare better with him as the successor?”

Mu Chenzhou, raised by Madam Mu, even if not presently showing his true colors, it was a matter of time.

Mu Yuxi still did not speak.

The hospital room door was knocked on once more.

The person who entered was the butler.