Chapter 3: How About Picking Out A Cemetery Now And Buying In Advance?
Jin Cheng People’s Hospital
Jiang Ning looked at her red and swollen big toe, which was wrapped up tightly, feeling like crying but having no tears.
Sui Qingshan, wearing a white coat, stepped forward, looked at her somewhat helplessly, and sighed: “Fortunately, it’s not broken, but the bone is injured. For now, use crutches to go to school for a week.”
After speaking, his handsome brows and eyes slightly raised, he pushed up the silver-framed glasses on his nose bridge, and couldn’t help teasing: “Where did you go to stir up trouble again? Injured like this, do you want me to tell your aunt?”
Sui Qingshan was her cousin, and Jiang Ning’s biological mother was his aunt. Although in this book everyone was a group of cannon fodder, both the Jiang Family and the Sui Family were willing to pamper Jiang Ning, which fostered her arrogant, willful, and arrogant personality that looked down on everyone.
Jiang Ning had received the original owner’s memory and knew that Madam Jiang protected her like the apple of her eye. Even her twin younger brother from the same mother would get a slap if he touched a single hair of hers, to such an exaggerated extent. If Madam Jiang found out about this, she would definitely investigate the matter of her injury to the bottom, and it would lead to discovering that she bullied Xie Jingyan.
Of course, her family members were all protective of their own, and they would definitely, on the original basis of her bullying, make Xie Jingyan leave Jin Cheng within a day.
Wouldn’t that collapse the plot?
Her one hundred billion and her life would all be gone; then what the hell would she do.
So Jiang Ning immediately hugged Sui Qingshan’s arm, shook it coquettishly, and said pitifully: “Cousin, don’t tell my mom. I just accidentally kicked a stone while walking. I don’t want to worry the family.”
Sui Qingshan didn’t respond, his gaze fixed on Jiang Ning, making her skin crawl with goosebumps, afraid that he would discover the person in front of him had changed cores.
Fortunately, Sui Qingshan just chuckled lightly, then reached out to ruffle Jiang Ning’s hair: “You, you even know not to worry the family, you’ve become sensible. This time I won’t say anything; next time don’t think you can get away with it.”
Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief; good, the plot was still on track, not ruined.
Little Honey’s voice was resentful: [Are you sure it’s not ruined?]
Jiang Ning: “…”
She refuted confidently: ‘Although there was a little mistake, my performance was also noteworthy.’
Little Honey: [……]
Was this mistake just a little one?
It had never seen someone who bullied others and ended up sending themselves to the hospital first.
Leaving Sui Qingshan’s office, Jiang Ning walked outward. The corridor ahead was noisy, surrounded by a crowd of people.
Jiang Ning couldn’t help but squeeze to the very front.
An old woman with white hair was blocking the hospital room entrance, refusing to move no matter what, pleading in a voice full of grief: “Please, my Xiao He will die if she leaves the hospital. My grandson is already raising money. Can you give us a few more days of leeway? We’ll find a method to gather the medical expenses.”
The leading doctor was also very troubled, advising helplessly: “Old lady, considering your family’s difficulties, we’ve already made an exception for three days. Without payment, we can only follow hospital regulations. How about this: you discharge first, and come back when you have money.”
“You know my Xiao He’s condition too. Can she leave the hospital? She’ll die. Please, just one more day. Even if I sell my blood, I’ll gather the medical expenses.”
The white-haired old woman cried and knelt directly at the hospital room entrance, kowtowing to the leading doctor.
The onlookers showed reluctance on their faces but ultimately said nothing.
In this world, those who enter the hospital all need money for healing, and they were also powerless despite their sympathy.
Through the door crack, Jiang Ning saw the girl lying on the hospital bed, pale-faced, covered in tubes, looking only twelve or thirteen years old. Her eyes were lifeless, and as she looked toward the white-haired old woman, a tear slid from the corner of her eye.
Jiang Ning’s heart trembled, and she couldn’t help asking the system: ‘Little Honey, can I get involved in this matter?’
Little Honey was immersed in the sorrow of having bound a useless host and couldn’t help complaining: [You’re quite kind-hearted.]
Jiang Ning: ‘Sigh, anyway, the Jiang Family will go bankrupt in a year, and I’ll definitely have a miserable end then. While I still have the ability now, it’s better to do more good deeds. With merit on me, perhaps I won’t feel pain when the male lead kills me.’
She paused slightly, then looked at the little girl again: ‘Moreover, being sick is a very painful thing.’
Little Honey snorted coldly: [……You really know how to plan for yourself. Why not go pick out a cemetery now and buy it in advance?]
Jiang Ning pondered, then nodded affirmatively: ‘That’s not impossible.’
Little Honey was speechless: [Do whatever you want about helping or not, as long as it doesn’t affect the main storyline.]
Jiang Ning felt relieved; her one hundred billion was still safe.
She continued squeezing forward.
The people squeezed in front who were unhappy with her pushing turned back, saw that the newcomer was dressed in expensive clothes, said nothing, and made way.
“Can that girl’s illness still be cured?”
Jiang Ning’s crisp and sweet voice rang out abruptly.
The leading doctor looked at the delicate and beautiful Jiang Ning, thought for a moment, and still told the truth: “As long as there is enough money, that girl’s illness has a chance to heal.”
Jiang Ning breathed a sigh of relief; as long as there was a chance to heal, it was good.
“How much medical expenses are they still short?”
The doctor glanced at the old woman and pursed his lips: “Five thousand, but it can only cover one month.”
Jiang Ning understood, bent down to help the old woman up, and generously pulled out a bank card from her bag, handing it to the doctor: “Charge two months’ medical expenses for them.”
The doctor was dumbfounded; good grief, he had encountered a spendthrift.
The old woman visibly panicked: “Little girl, this, two months is ten thousand yuan. I can’t take it. My grandson is raising money.”
“Far water can’t quench near thirst. Take it first for urgent use, just treat it as a loan from me. Pay me back when you have money.” Afraid the old woman still wouldn’t accept, Jiang Ning gave her own telephone number: “When you have money, have your grandson add my contact and pay me back, okay?”
“This…” The old woman hesitated somewhat.
Jiang Ning continued: “I can wait, but your granddaughter can’t. Human life is at stake, and besides, I’m not short of this bit of money.”
The old woman glanced at the girl on the hospital bed, wiped her tears: “Thank you, little girl. What’s your name? We will definitely repay you.”
Jiang Ning waved her hand, propped on her crutch, and turned to leave dashingly. How could a vicious female supporting character do good deeds and leave her name? She only left one sentence: “If you have difficulties, you can call me. If I can help, I certainly will.”
Jiang Ning finally experienced what it felt like to be rich.
Walking was even with wind.
When she reached outside the hospital, Jiang Ning was preparing to call a cab when a irritable male voice came from not far away: “Jiang Ning! What’s wrong with your foot!”
Jiang Ning shivered, looking toward the person—it was Jiang Ning’s twin younger brother Jiang Yan.
The youth was wearing a red basketball jersey, with neat short hair and handsome features, resembling Jiang Ning by about fifty percent. There was still sweat on his forehead, looking like he had just come from the basketball court.
But now he had an angry look, more like a hedgehog.
But in Jiang Ning’s memory, the original owner was even more fierce and willful, relying on her parents’ bottomless pampering. She often took pleasure in bossing Jiang Yan around, so in the book, her relationship with her own younger brother was not good.
