Chapter 185 - 185: 183: Conspiracy Plot (9) Plan Within Plan (Second Update)
My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early
Translator: 549690339
On the rooftop of the hospital.
Song Zhizhi explained what had happened to her brother.
She didnât want to hide it from him partly because she didnât want to be misunderstood continually, she needed their affirmation; on the other hand, she needed her brother to cooperate with her in this act.
Otherwise, how could the fox reveal its tail so easily?
After hearing all of this, Song Zhidao fell into deep thought for a while.
If really, as his sister said⦠had their family been under surveillance for so many years?
Thinking about it, he felt a sudden sense of fear.
And a particular hatred.
If it really had something to do with Nie Wenzhi, if it really had something to do with this woman, he even wanted to kill her!
All these years, he had considered her as a mother, trusted her, depended on herâ¦
âZhidao.â Song Zhizhi called him, âItâs not time to vent anger now. Before everything is clear, remember not to act rashly and expose flaws!â
âOkay.â Song Zhidao nodded.
Song Zhizhi took a deep breath, âLetâs go, there are many things to do next.â
The siblings left the rooftop together, heading to the intensive care unit.
Outside the ICU, Qin Ciling and Nie Wenzhi were sobbing, crying while speaking, crying while thinking.
Song Zhidao and Song Zhizhi appeared.
Song Zhizhi gave a signal to Song Zhidao, Song Zhidao nodded, âGrandma, youâre old, donât keep watch here, I will take you home to rest. The hospital will notify us if anything happens.â
âHow can I leave, my son is still in there⦠my only sonâ¦â Qin Ciling cried heartbrokenly.
Song Zhidao said, âYou are also dadâs only mother. If dad wakes up and you are sick, what will we do?
Grandma, go home with me.â
Qin Ciling said she wouldnât leave no matter what.
Song Zhidao started to act spoiled.
Qin Ciling loved her grandson the most and couldnât resist Song Zhidaoâs coaxing. Eventually, she had to agree to go home with Song Zhidao.
As they were leaving, Song Zhizhi spoke, âAunty, you havenât had a good rest either. I can stay here.â âI am not leavingâ¦â
âLetâs go, Wenzhi. If you wear yourself out, who will take care of Song Shan. I donât trust anyone else, only you.â
Nie Wenzhi refused for a while, but eventually followed Qin Ciling home.
Song Zhizhi watched them leave, slipped on the ICUâS special disinfection suit, and went into the ICU.
Dr. Yan said her father just fell asleep, there would be no side effects.
But at this moment, seeing her father like this, she still felt a bit uncomfortable.
She stayed with her father for a while before leaving the ICU and returning to the chair in the hallway outside, silently watching over her father.
Luo Xiaolang was always by her side.
Luo Xiaolang had become quite proficient at playing with his mobile phone and would play games on it when he had nothing to do.
Song Zhizhi had a good rest today and didnât feel tired. She took out her phone and dialed Ji Baijian.
Unexpectedly, no one answered.
In her memory, Ji Baijian had never missed her call.
Her heart pounded heavily, as if something bad had happened.
She anxiously dialed a few more times, but still no answer.
She was even more nervous now.
She thought for a moment and dialed Yin QinâS number.
Still, the call went through but no one answered.
Could something have happened?!
She told herself to stay calm.
Nothing would happen to Ji Baijian; nothing could.
Howeverâ¦why wasnât he answering his phone now?
So coincidentally, neither of them answered their phones.
She bit her lip.
She didnât have Ji Baixinâs phone number, but since she accompanied Ji Baili to Beixia for an inspection, she had recorded the numbers of all those on the trip. Ji Baili was among them, she quickly called up, there was a somewhat surprised voice at the other end, âSister-in-law?â
âBaili.â Song Zhizhi controlled her tone as much as possible âIs your brother at home? I called him today, but he didnât answer.â
âNo.â
âDo you know where heâs gone?â
âI donât know. He never tells anyone where heâs going. I thought⦠he came to stay with you. I heard your father is sick.â
âHm, â Song Zhizhi responded.
She had actually expected that Ji Baili would not know about Ji Baijianâs itinerary.
Considering their family background, she always felt the relationship between these two brothers couldnât be that good.
âBy the way, how is Uncle Song?â Ji Baili asked formally about the situation.
âThe doctor said he needs further observation, and we still have to watch over the next few hours.â
âDonât worry too much. I believe Uncle Song will be okay.â
âThank you,â Song Zhizhi responded casually. Then slowly, she hung up the phone.
Her whole demeanor changed.
She started to become restless, distracted.
She hadnât realized how important Ji Baijian was to her , she was really afraid something could happen. She couldnât even bear to imagine it. Song Zhizhi kept holding her phone.
Her heart was always on edge.
She thought, Ji Baijian will definitely return her call when he sees the missed calls.
Butâ¦
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hours passedâ¦
hours passedâ¦
Song Zhizhi was on the verge of a breakdown.
She frantically called Ji Baijian, frantically dialed Yin Qinâs number.
âSong Zhizhi.â Even Luo Xiaolang seemed unable to bear it. She had never seen Song Zhizhi so flustered before.
Song Zhizhi bit her lip.
âWhatâs wrong?â Luo Xiaolang asked.
Song Zhizhi didnât know what was wrong.
She was just afraid, terribly afraid, she was afraid of losing him.
Afraid of losing Ji Baijian.
Without answering Luo Xiaolang, she picked up the phone and dialed violently yet again.
She was in a daze.
She heard a familiar ringtone.
Song Zhizhi thought she was hallucinating.
She looked up.
The moment she looked up, she really thought she was hallucinating.
How could Ji Baijian, who had been mysteriously absent all afternoon, suddenly appear before her eyes?
He was still so tall, so handsome, so upright.
The moment he saw her, he even pulled out a nice smile.
He said, âMiss Song, you seem eager to find me, did you miss me?â
Song Zhizhi stared at him tightly.
She felt aggrieved, as if she was hard done by.
She was so worried about him, she even had thoughts that something major might have happened on Liu Zizhongâs side. She was scared that she might implicate him, she was even more afraid of being shut out of her own world. She was so, so miserable, and then he just appeared out of nowhere, as if nothing had ever happened, looking at her.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
She wanted to hit him so badly.
She wanted to yell at him so badly.
She wanted to ignore him so badly.
But at that moment, she just couldnât help it. She stood up from her chair and threw herself into his arms.
She rushed into him with all her might, nobody noticed the conspicuous endurance on his face.
Yin Qin came along with Ji Baijian.
He looked at Song Zhizhiâs comportment, watched her passionately throwing herself into Ji Baijianâs arms.
He really wanted to say âgo easyâ.
Watching this was truly a pain to his eyes.
Luo Xiaolang stood aside, glanced at the hugging couple and then deflected her gaze.
Song Zhizhi hugged Ji Baijian tightly, complaining with a grievance in her voice, âWhere have you been? You didnât even answer my calls, Yin Qin too, your brother didnât know where you were, were you trying to scare me to death?â
As she spoke, she couldnât help but hammer her hands against Ji Baijianâs chest.
Though she didnât really put much force into it.
Ji Baijian had no reaction.
Yin Qin next to them instead was wincing in pain.
Could you go easy, please?
Yin Qin really wanted to remind Song Zhizhi.
âDidnât I show up?â Ji Baijianâs tone was nonchalant, it sounded as normal as ever.
âNext time, you are not allowed to ignore my calls.â Song Zhizhi looked up at him, her eyes red-rimmed.
âAlright.â
âYouâre not allowed to ignore me at all.â
âMm.â
Sniffing, Song Zhizhi stepped out from Ji Baijianâs embrace.
She looked at him, âWhy did you come all of a sudden?â
âYour fatherâs news is now buzzing, if I donât come, the media would badmouth me to death.â Ji Baijian said, âYouâre already being bashed harshly, at least I canât let them add insult to injury.â
Song Zhizhi pouted.
She was indeed severely condemned by the media and public.
They went on and on about how she had driven her father into such a dire situation without showing any remorse, and acted in an arbitrary manner.
She didnât know if it was intentional or if it was for the sake of fueling the news. At this point, she had no time for crisis PR.
Because she knew very well, the best way to counter is to let the truth present itself before everyone.
âHowâs your father?â Ji Baijian asked. âMm, itâS arranged as planned.â
âGood.â Ji Baijian nodded.
The two sat on the chairs in the corridor.
Yin Qin was watching Ji Baijianâs straight back, observing him breaking into a sweat.
He took the initiative to say hello, âHi, sister-in-law.â
Song Zhizhi turned to look at Yin Qin.
She wasnât as forgiving of Yin Qin, she asked angrily, âWhy didnât you answer my call?â
âIt wasnât convenient.â
âItâS the weekend, you werenât working. Whatâs so inconvenient!â
âYou know how men have loads of inconvenient things right?â Yin Qinâs smile was wicked.
Song Zhizhi frowned.
She looked back at Ji Baijian.
Ji Baijian and Yin Qin didnât pick up their phones at the same time, soâ¦
Ji Baijian cast a deadly glance at Yin Qin.
Yin Qin laughed as he explained, âItâs better to be innocent in schemes during the day. The inconvenience I meant is⦠like when you are defecating.â
âAre you constipated?â
âHuh
âA bowel movement can take 3 hours.â
ââ¦Yes, I am constipated.â Yin Qin responded reluctantly.
He simply couldnât bear Ji Baijianâs murderous gaze.
Song Zhizhi is not the type to delve into things too deeply.
She knew that there were things⦠certain things that Ji Baijian didnât want her to know about.
All she needed to know was that Ji Baijian would protect her and her family.
She could accept any other conflicting issues.
So, she didnât need to force Ji Baijian to admit many things he kept hidden.
âBy the way, what happened to your face?â Song Zhizhi asked.
His face was all swollen and bruised, looking quite comical.
âI fell when I got drunk.â Yin Qin answered, seeming quite natural.
âYour fall technique seems pretty skillful. Show me another fall.â
âJi Baijian, control your wife. ItâS not fair to bully people like this.â Yin Qin felt that bearing to witness othersâ love was already too much.
He also had to endure emotional blows.
âHe got beaten up by a rival in love.â Ji Baijian bluntly announced.
âJi Baijian!â
What happened to the bond of brotherhood?!
And what about their friendship that was meant to last through thick and thin?!
âRival in love?â Song Zhizhi was surprised.
âBaixinâs first love, the one she chose even if it meant breaking off relations with her family, has returned. â
âWhat?â Song Zhizhi was even more astonished, âDidnât they break up? What can he do by coming back? He is getting into conflict with Yin Qin again?â
âExactly. The guy left for 4 years, and Baixin waited for him for years. In these 4 years, Yin Qin hasnât even touched a single finger of Baixinâs.â
âWho said I didnât touch her, Iâve kissed Ji Baijian already!â Yin Qin retorted angrily.
He too had his pride as a man. âHmm, it was forced.â
âJi Baijian!â
âBut you didnât lose out, didnât the other party end up getting beaten up worse?â Ji Baijian stated matter-of-factly.
âOf course.â
âSo Baixin stayed with him the whole night, didnât come home.â Ji Baijianâs ability to add fuel to the fire was truly unmatched.
Yin Qinâs face darkened completely.
âAlright, enough. If you keep going, Yin Qin will cry.â Song Zhizhi felt that Ji Baijianâs mouth was really a lethal weapon.
âItâs not like weâve never seen him cryâ¦â
âJi Baijian, if you continue to speak, believe it or not, Iâll jump off this building.â Yin Qin reached his limit.
Last night.
Yes, he admitted, after being dumped by Baixin, he cried.
It wasnât enough to cry alone, he called Ji Baijian and cried for several hours.
He didnât even know how long it went on for, anyway, he was crying while riding home, crying while taking a shower, crying in his sleep until he finally fell asleepâ¦
Ji Baijian may be a lethal tongue.
But he didnât bother him all night, just listened to his crying, listened to him calling Baixin an ungrateful wretch, cursing that Baixin would never be happy in her life, regretting not being with himâ¦
Anyway, Ji Baijian didnât cut him off, just let him vent.
In the middle of all this, he also replied to Song Zhizhiâs text message.
âYou should go rest.â Ji Baijian changed the subject.
âDo you need me?â
âNo.â
âAre you sure you donât need me?â
âYes.
âIf you need me, call me. I wonât turn off my phone.â Yin Qin didnât seem reassured.
No matter how Song Zhizhi looked at it, the conversation between Ji Baijian and Yin Qin seemed more like a loving coupleâs.
She was probably the third wheel here.
Ji Baijian nodded.
Yin Qin took another look at Ji Baijian before he finally left the hospital.
As soon as he left.
Nie Wenzhi and Song Zhidao, as well as Qin Ciling returned to the hospital.
At that moment, Nie Wenzhi seemed to glance at Ji Baijian, but his gaze didnât linger for long.
After these people arrived, they inquired about the patientâs condition. Since there wasnât any significant improvement, they didnât ask more questions about it.
Afterwards.
A steady stream of people came to the waiting area outside Song Shanâs hospital room.
This included representatives from Commercial Management and other chief executives, some business groups from the marketplace, Ji Baijianâs father even made a personal visit. They were all there to visit Song Shan, and they also expressed their condolences. It was only after 8 0âclock in the evening that things quieted down.
Right now, the attending doctor Yan Jin, along with his assistant, went into Song Shanâs ICU. This time their stay seemed a bit long.
Yan Jin finally came out after a long while.
Everyone outside the hospital room was watching him.
Yan Jin said, âThe chiefâs vital functions are basically stable now. He seems to be recovering quite well, much better than what Iâd previously estimated. We even did some physical response tests earlier, there were faint signs of unconditioned reflexes in some local areas like the fingertips, but it wasnât very obvious so we will continue to observe. Based on my many years of medical experience, I think that the likelihood of Chief Song waking up is quite high.â
âReally?â Qin Ciling, Song Zhizhi, and Song Zhidao were all pleasantly surprised.
Nie Wenzhi was obviously a beat late in her reaction.
She then seemed to react instantly and asked excitedly, âReally? My husband has a chance to recover? Is this true?â
Yan Jin nodded, âYes. If things go well, he might wake up around noon tomorrow. If a little later, we predict that it wonât be longer than tomorrow night.â
âThatâs great!â Qin Ciling couldnât help but blurt out, continuously murmuring, âBlessings from Buddha, my son must wake up smoothly, he must.â
The expression on Nie Wenzhiâs face seemed a bit out of control.
Song Zhizhi saw it.
She sneered in her heart.
Nie Wenzhi must be furious by now.
So angry that she should be close to losing her sanity.
Everything was supposed to have been settled, but a sudden comeback from death at this moment would make anyone crumble.
âDonât worry, I will do my best to save the Chief,â Yan Jin sounded determined. âThank you, doctor. Really, thank you.â Qin Ciling was short of kneeling down before him.
After saying some comforting words, Yan Jin left with his assistant.
Looking at Yan JinâS figure, Qin Ciling couldnât help saying, âItâs truly divine grace. I knew the heavens wouldnât end the Song Familyâs lineage, I knew it wouldnât! Song Shan is a man of great fortune and wealth. Once he gets through this, I must repay Buddhaâs grace.â
âGrandma, sit for a while,â Song Zhidao coaxed her, âWith Dadâs condition improving, you can relax a little.â
âYes, yes.â Qin Ciling sat down in the corridor, then turned to Nie Wenzhi, âWenzhi, you should not worry too much and harm your health. When Song Shan recovers, heâll need you to take good care of him.â
Nie Wenzhi seemed unable to muster a smile at that moment.
She forced herself to keep it together.
âWhatâs wrong?â Qin Ciling looked at her somewhat twisted face.
âI really canât get too excited too soon, I am afraidâ¦â Nie Wenzhi said hurriedly.
âPshh, talking nonsense. My son has always had great luck. Heâll wake up first thing tomorrow,â declared Qin Ciling.
Nie Wenzhi could only nod in response.
If observed closely, one could see that her fists were clenched. She was suppressing her discomfort.
âItâs getting late. Grandma, let me take you home,â Song Zhidao suggested, âYou can take a rest at home, Dad will be awake tomorrow.â
âOK, OK,â Qin Ciling nodded, her tone much more relaxed, âI should take care of myself. I canât worry my husband when he wakes up.â
âThatâs right, Grandma. Letâs go,â Song Zhidao helped Qin Ciling.
Qin Ciling turned her head and called out to Nie Wenzhi, âYou should come too.â
âI want to stay with Song Shan. I want to be here when he wakes up.â Nie Wenzhi was resolute this time.
After failing to persuade her, Qin Ciling left with her grandson.
Song Zhizhi watched Nie Wenzhi.
Good that she didnât leave.
The plot wouldnât go on without her.
Song Zhizhi suggested, âAunt, take a break. As the doctor said, he probably wonât wake up until tomorrow morning. â
âWhat if he wakes up early?â Nie Wenzhi questioned.
Song Zhizhi sneered inside her heart.
Afraid of him waking up sooner, arenât you?
She replied, âI hope it happens as Aunt suggests.â
Nie Wenzhi didnât respond, her eyes intently focused on Song Shan.
People who didnât know might think she was concerned.
Those who knew would understand that she was afraid of Song Shanâs sudden awakening.
The corridor resumed its quietness.
Ji Baijian had been with Song Zhizhi all along and hadnât left. The two of them were sitting on a bench in the corridor, while Nie Wenzhi sat a space away. Luo Xiaolang seemed used to standing, leaning on the wall, playing with his phone, without saying a word.
The night grew deeper.
Song Shan didnât wake up.
The truth was he wouldnât.
Song Zhizhi fell asleep on Ji Baijianâs shoulder.
It was 1 a.m. already.
âYou should take Zhizhi home to rest. I can stay here,â Nie Wenzhi told Ji Baijian, showing great care.
Ji Baijian looked at her.
âGo ahead, Zhizhi has been here all day. If there are any changes on Song Shanâs side, I will call you right away.â
Ji Baijian hesitated.
âDonât let Zhizhi wear herself out,â Nie Wenzhi persisted.
Ji Baijian nodded.
He scooped up Song Zhizhi straight from the chair.
Nie Wenzhi watched him.
Ji Baijian held her in a princess carry, stably walking out of the corridor step by step.
Nie Wenzhi kept on watching.
Only after they left did she message Yi Wenhan, âTwo things. First, Song Shanâs condition has improved unexpectedly, but I wonât let him wake up. You just need to ensure that the Song Family has completely left the hospital. Second, Ji Baijian is in good health and not hurt.â
Upon receiving the message, Yi Wenhan forwarded it to the number his mother had told him to remember.
He was uneasy.
He couldnât help but call Nie Wenzhi.
Nie Wenzhi looked at the incoming call, glanced around, gritted her teeth, and answered, âWhat is it?â Her tone wasnât pleasant.
âWhatâs actually going on with Song Shan? Wasnât it said he would either die or become a vegetable?
How can his condition improve?!â
âAll I can say is that his luck is too good. He can even survive such an ordeal. But donât worry, I will never let him⦠wake up.â
Nie Wenzhi gritted her teeth, her gaze coldly directed at Song Shan lying in the ICU..