Zhong Manhua’s hand trembled, and the phone smashed onto the ground.
From the handset, the nurse’s voice continued, "Hello? Hello? Madam Ying, are you still there?"
"Mr. Ying’s condition is very bad, and without a family member’s signature, we don’t dare to perform major surgery on him. Please come quickly, thank you for your cooperation."
Zhong Manhua’s gaze was vacant, unable to snap back to reality.
After a long while, she grabbed her handbag and rushed out.
With her other hand, she picked up the mobile phone and called Ying Tianlv, her voice trembling and discordant, "Tian, Tianlv, your dad... your dad has had an accident, he’s currently in the hospital undergoing resuscitation, Mom is begging you, can you come and see your dad, please?"
**
Fifteen minutes later, First Hospital.
The lights in the emergency room were still on.
A doctor came out from inside, wearing a mask and dripping with sweat.
"Doctor, what happened to my husband?" Zhong Manhua hurried forward, anxious, "Why did he suddenly faint?"
Hearing this, the doctor glanced at her.
The doctors at First Hospital mostly didn’t have a good impression of the Ying Family.
But they had no choice, the sacred duty of a doctor is to save lives and heal the injured.
No matter how much they disliked the people of the Ying Family, they still had to save them.
"The patient fainted due to excessive fatigue and insufficient blood supply to the brain," the doctor spoke indifferently, "However, we just ran some tests and found some problems with the patient’s liver and lung functions, and we need to perform surgery immediately."
Zhong Manhua’s body swayed, unable to believe what she had heard, "Liver and lungs?"
Ying Zhenting was a regular fitness enthusiast, always robust, and had his health checked on time every year.
The last check-up was during winter vacation.
How long had it been since then?
How could his liver and lungs have problems so suddenly?
"Emotions are very important," the doctor added, "Some diseases are emotionally induced — have you ever heard of certain cancer patients who live longer because of a positive outlook?"
After saying this, without looking to see what expression Zhong Manhua wore, he went to the washroom to rinse off and then hurried back into the emergency room.
Zhong Manhua waited outside, her face getting paler as the time passed.
By the time Ying Tianlv arrived at First Hospital, Ying Zhenting had temporarily left the danger zone and was transferred to the intensive care ward.
After learning about Ying Zhenting’s current physical condition from the doctor, Tianlv also found it rather strange.
Acute liver failure.
Ying Zhenting was in the prime of his life; how could his organs fail so suddenly?
As the pillar of the Ying Family, Zhong Manhua panicked at his sudden collapse, "Tianlv, what should we do? What if your dad doesn’t wake up?"
Tianlv didn’t answer that comment but frowned instead, "I just asked the doctor; the doctor said it might be a viral infection."
"Viral infection?" Zhong Manhua’s body shook again, "Your dad has always been at the company; how could he get a viral infection?"
"I will look into it." Ying Tianlv pursed his lips, then suddenly spoke out, "Mom, I just want to ask you, do you still have no sense of guilt to this point? Don’t you think you have done something wrong?"
"You went to ask Zijin for help with grandma’s illness last time and you apologized to her, was that truly sincere? Are you sure it wasn’t moral coercion forcing her? When will you suddenly come to your senses?"
He had long noticed that it was for her own interests that Zhong Manhua acted this way.
Human hearts can be so shallow.
Truly laughable.
At the mention of Ying Zijin’s name, Zhong Manhua’s expression became a few shades paler, "I did no wrong. The biggest mistake I made was bringing her back."
"Why don’t you look at how many things have gone wrong in our family since she came back?"
Hearing this, Ying Tianlv knew that any further persuasion would be futile.
He took a deep breath, somewhat laughingly, "You blame everything on Zijin? Is she your scapegoat?"
Zhong Manhua said nothing, clearly consenting.
Ying Tianlv let go of his smile, "Mom, I will still provide for you in your old age, but I will never forgive you, not ever."
Zhong Manhua’s face changed as she opened her mouth to say something, but Ying Tianlv cut her off.
"Grandfather is getting older, and if you won’t look after him, I have to go back and take care of him," Tianlv said indifferently, "You only need your foster daughter. I’m of no use here anyway, I’ll go back first."
Without another glance at Zhong Manhua, he walked out of the ward.
At this moment, Zhong Manhua began to regret it somewhat.
She really wanted to reconcile with Ying Tianlv, but pride consistently stood in her way, and she habitually blustered harsh words.
Elder Zhong didn’t like her; going to the Zhong Family was just asking for a scolding, so naturally, she didn’t want to go.
"Madam Ying, please come over here," the attending doctor gently knocked on the ward door, calmly stating, "There’s a surgical consent form, you need to sign it."
Zhong Manhua snapped back to her senses and went out, her face ashen.
Two nurses came in.
"I’m saying it’s retribution for their family," one nurse murmured while changing Ying Zhenting’s IV, "Forcing their own biological daughter to donate blood, and now they themselves have fallen ill."
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