Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
When the red light above the emergency room went out, the outside sky had already turned completely dark.
Mei Shu was the first to stand up and rush to the door, grabbing the doctor and urgently asking, âHow is she?â
The doctor looked relaxed and said, âThe patient lost a lot of blood, but fortunately, the hospitalâs blood bank is well-stocked. The rescue was successful, and she can be taken to the ward for observation.â
âThatâs great!â Mei Yan cheered and almost jumped up, hugging Mei Jing tightly and not letting go.
Mei Feng also happily responded, âNow we donât have to worry so much.â
âBut the patientâs wound is deep, and she needs proper recuperation. I see you are all young, you should contact your family as soon as possible. If itâs inconvenient to take care of her, itâs better to hire a caregiver soon.â The doctor couldnât help but give a few more reminders with concern.
Mei Shu nodded and said, âAlright, we understand.â
As long as Mei Mu didnât die, Mei Jing wouldnât have to bear the charge of intentional murder.
Even if this was orchestrated by Mei Mu, it gave Mei Jing a feeling of surviving a calamity.
Arranging for the next steps became much easier now.
The Mei family wasnât short of money, and hiring two caregivers to take turns caring for Mei Mu wouldnât be difficult.
Although Mei Shu didnât want to spend money on Mei Mu, for the sake of her brother, this money couldnât be saved.
Howeverâ¦
Thinking of Mei Muâs actions when she was paralyzed in her past life, a hint of interest crossed Mei Shuâs eyes.
Fortunes change unexpectedly, and she didnât expect to have Mei Mu in her hands so quickly!
Mei Mu woke up the next night.
The caregiver who was responsible for Mei Mu had gone outside to chat with someone since Mei Mu hadnât woken up for a long time. So, the entire ward was empty except for Mei Mu.
She opened her eyes to see the snowy white wall.
She knew she wouldnât die; she had carefully calculated the position and force when she made Mei Jing stab her. It wouldnât harm any vital organs, just enough to scare others with a lot of blood.
The scene of Mei Jing stabbing her was also captured by people she arranged in advance.
By then, it could be used as evidence to force Mei Shu to compromise.
Now she couldnât continue going to school, her mother was going to be executed because of Mei Shu, and her father was disappointed in her.
She felt she had nothing left.
But she couldnât accept giving up everything she deserved. So, even if it meant risking her life, she would fight for a way out!
She slowly propped up her upper body, lifted the blanket, and looked at the bandages wrapped around her abdomen. A malicious smile appeared on her lips.
Several mournful cries echoed in the ward.
The caregiver who was chatting outside was startled. When she finally listened carefully, she realized that the crying was indeed coming from the ward she was responsible for.
She hurriedly opened the door and saw the frail girl standing by the window, facing the open window, as if trying to climb onto the windowsill.
âMiss Mei, please donât do anything stupid!â The caregiver was shocked by her actions, quickly rushing over to hold her, but considering the wound on her waist, she could only grasp her shoulders. âMiss, if you jump down, youâll definitely die!â
âLet go of me and let me die! My mother has been executed, my biological father now hates me to the bone, and my brothers want my life. Whatâs the point of me being alive?â
After Mei Mu woke up, she cried and made a scene. No matter how the caregiver tried to hold her, it was useless. The wound quickly tore open again, and blood seeped through the gauze.
The caregiver, who had never seen such a situation, hurriedly called Mei Shu, notifying the family to come quickly.
If this person died while she was taking care of her, she couldnât eat this bowl of rice anymore!
No one would dare to hire her!
After hanging up the phone, the caregiver realized that Mei Mu had already fainted. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
She couldnât afford to waste time and immediately contacted the doctor and nurse. She watched as they reprocessed Mei Muâs wound.
After everything was settled, Mei Shu arrived leisurely.
As if seeing her savior, the caregiver held Mei Shuâs hand and desperately tried to explain, âI really didnât slack off. This girl wanted to commit suicide as soon as she woke up. She has injuries, so I didnât dare to use too much force! Please donât deduct my salary!â
Mei Shu withdrew her hand and said, âAuntie, you donât need to worry. I wonât blame you. Come in with me to see her.â
Her attitude seemed unusually calm.
The caregiver was suspicious and said, âAlright, alright, letâs go in now.â
The strong smell of blood still lingered in the ward.
Mei Mu was sleeping, looking even paler than the clean white bedsheet.
âStop pretending; I know youâre awake.â Mei Shu stood expressionless by the bedside.
The caregiver looked at her in disbelief and said, âAh? Miss Mei just bled so much from her wound; she should have fainted, right?â
When the doctor was treating the wound just now, she felt the pain just by watching!
If Mei Mu was awake, how could she not have any reaction?
Could this delicate and fragile young lady endure all that?
Moreover, isnât this person Miss Meiâs biological sister? Why was her attitude towards Mei Mu like this?