My Lady, To Defeat Scumbags You Must Start Early

Chapter 182 - 182: 180: Plotting (6) Lure the Snake out of its Hole

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The night seemed darker than usual, with the sky bereft of the slightest light. There was no moon, and even the stars had hidden themselves away.

Zaozao Xin was leaning inside her car.

The car was being driven by a driver she had hired.

She had been drinking, a lot of alcohol.

When she left the banquet, almost everyone had already left.

She was even the last one, the last one to leave after vomiting in the bathroom.

She still felt awful, nauseous, and there was a discernible pain in her stomach.

But what could she do?

She could only endure.

Because she knew very well that in this real world, no one ever sympathizes with the weak.

The car slowly returned to the Xin Family’s villa.

She got out of the car and walked into the front gate of the villa.

The night was already quite late.

The villa was silent.

She made her way up the unlit stairs, step by step, heading to her room.

The unlit villa & the unusually dark sky outside forced her to rely on her instincts to find her room.

Right then she didn’t want to waste any time turning on the lights; she just wanted to lie down in her room or go to the bathroom to vomit out anything left.

She pushed open the door to her room.

Then she lay down on the bed.

Her head was spinning, her breathing heavy, and she reeked of alcohol.

Over and over again, she told herself, she needed to take a bath, needed to remove the heavy makeup on her face.

But all of these thoughts remained just that—thoughts.

She tossed and turned but fell asleep, cluelessly wrapped in her blanket.

Meanwhile.

Under the same dark sky.

Zhizhi Song quickly finished her bath, changed into her sleepwear, and was sitting blankly in her room.

She felt stuffy, unbearably stuffy.

The sky outside was unusually heavy, which made her mood even more irritable. It seemed like everything, whether the weather or something else, pointed to the coming storm.

Zhizhi Song was trying to calm herself down in silence.

At 2 a.m.

There was a slight noise outside her room.

Zhizhi Song perked her ears up.

As expected, all of a sudden, there was a commotion outside.

Hearing her door being pounded, Zhizhi Song quickly opened the door.

A servant, in a flurry, told her, “Miss, something terrible has happened. The master seems to have had a sudden stroke. He’S unconscious in his room.”

Zhizhi Song ran to her father’s room.

Wenzhi Nie was panicking, sitting beside Song Shan in her pajamas, watching him stiffen and furiously clench his fists. He looked terrifying. Zhizhi Song ran over, calling out to him, “Dad, Dad!”

There was no response from Song Shan.

He was tense, rigid, fists clenched, veins popping. He looked fearsome.

Zhizhi Song shouted at Wenzhi Nie, “Did you call the ambulance?”

“Yes, I did, but…” Wenzhi Nie, looking scared out of her wits, had tears streaming down her face.

Zhizhi Song didn’t care about Wenzhi Nie’s hypocrisy at this moment.

She was more focused on her father, and he looked exactly like when he was ill in her previous life.

She was even afraid that this was not a part of their act anymore.

Even though, on their way back, she had shown him some pictures of stroke patients.

But his performance was too convincing!

She bit her lip.

The room was filled with the sounds of Wenzhi Nie’s sobs, which were heart-wrenching.

Anv outsider would think that she loved Song Shan so much that she would die with him if anything happened to him.

Just like that, she had been fooled time and time again.

After more than ten minutes.

The ambulance finally arrived. Two medical staff carrying a stretcher rushed to Song Shan’s room, lifted him onto the stretcher and quickly left.

Following them were Zhizhi Song and Wenzhi Nie.

Xiaolang Luo, who had been following Zhizhi Song since the commotion outside started, also followed them onto the ambulance.

As they expected, it started to rain heavily outside.

The speed of the ambulance was affected, but it was still rushing to the hospital.

Song Shan remained unresponsive.

Wenzhi Nie was crying uncontrollably and kept murmuring, “Husband, you must be okay, if something happens to you, how can I live? You have to be okay…” Song Zhizhi pursed her lips tightly.

She stared at her father directly, suppressing her emotions.

No matter if her father was pretending now, if it wasn’t for Nie Wenzhi, he wouldn’t have to go through all this in his old age.

More than ten minutes later, the ambulance finally arrived at the hospital.

Doctors were already waiting there, especially his chief doctor for this time, Yan Jin.

He personally got on the ambulance and, together with the medical staff, carried Song Shan off the ambulance. They quickly placed him on a prepared mobile hospital bed and rushed him straight into the emergency room.

The doors of the emergency room closed.

Nie Wenzhi tearfully watched the doors of the emergency room, crying incessantly, “Please God, don’t let anything go wrong… Please don’t let anything go wrong…”

Song Zhizhi also stared in the direction of the emergency room.

At this late hour, the hospital corridor was especially quiet.

Except for Nie Wenzhi’s continuous sobbing.

Song Zhizhi was a bit annoyed by the noise. She said to Nie Wenzhi, “Aunt, calm down. Maybe my dad is fine.”

“But I’ve never seen him like this before.” Nie Wenzhi cried out in despair, “I wish I could take his pain for him…”

Song Zhizhi laughed coldly in her heart.

Isn’t his suffering caused by you?

She said, “I’m going to call my brother.”

She really didn’t want to fake empathy with her here.

“Sure.”

Song Zhizhi moved away.

Nie Wenzhi turned back, staring anxiously at the direction of the emergent room.

That anxiety was probably not feigned, probably because she was afraid that her father might wake up.

Song Zhizhi pursed her lips and dialed her younger brother’s number.

At this late hour, Song Zhidao’s voice was somewhat drowsy, “Sis?”

“Zhidao, dad has a cerebral hemorrhage due to hypertension. He’s in the hospital being rescued, come back as soon as you can.” Song Zhizhi spoke very clearly.

Song Zhidao on the other end seemed to jump out of bed. He asked anxiously, “Is it serious?”

“I’m not sure, but the condition dad is suffering, is not optimistic.” “I’m coming back immediately!” Song Zhidao hung up the phone abruptly.

Song Zhizhi looked at her phone.

She turned her head and looked at Nie Wenzhi, who kept her attention on the emergency room, then sent Ji Baijian a message, “My dad’s in the hospital now.”

The other end replied immediately, apparently not asleep, “Keep calm.”

“I know,” Song Zhizhi said.

Though she was frightened several times by her father’s convincing act and nearly gave up, she eventually endured it.

This time, she was determined to reveal Nie Wenzhi’s false face and make sure she would suffer a humiliating defeat and a terrible death.

She took a deep breath and returned to the front of the emergency room door.

Half an hour later, the eerily silent hospital corridor was filled with hurried footsteps.

Song Zhidao’s footsteps were rapid.

He had already completed his study trip abroad and returned to college, which was not far from the hospital.

His face was extremely tense, “Sis, how’s dad?”

“Still in resuscitation.”

“How did his high blood pressure suddenly relapse?” Song Zhidao asked anxiously, “Isn’t dad always

range. He occasionally has some high blood pressure, but it shouldn’t suddenly lead to a cerebral hemorrhage!”

At that moment, Song Zhizhi didn’t know how to respond.

Nie Wenzhi turned to Song Zhidao, crying as she spoke, “I don’t know why it turned out like this either. I usually take care of your dad and he’S always been in good health. I didn’t notice any discomfort. Tonight, he went to a banquet and came back a bit late, maybe drank a few more glasses. After coming back, I helped him take a bath and then put him to bed. He was fine when he went to sleep, but he suddenly became like this in the middle of the night… I’m still scared when I think of his condition just now…”

With that, she cried even harder.

Song Zhidao was even more tense now, “Dad always comes back early from banquets, why is he so late tonight? He has always been very conscious of his health!”

Nie Wenzhi seemed to glance at Song Zhizhi at that moment, appearing reluctant to speak.

Song Zhizhi bluntly said, “The Commercial Management banquet tonight was indirectly held for me. Dad wanted to support me, so he stayed at the banquet for a while longer. I guess he drank a bit more because he was happy.”

“Sis. Dad is getting old, and you still let him socialize for you.” Song Zhidao was somewhat angry, “I know you’ve been prominent in the Commercial Management field recently, and our tutor even used your success as a case study in class. But even so, you shouldn’t disregard dad’s health!”

Song Zhizhi pressed her lips together.

At this critical moment, Song Zhizhi didn’t want to explain further.

Nie Wenzhi rather played the good guy, “Zhidao, don’t blame your sister. She didn’t mean it, who would have known that just a few more drinks, coming back one or two hours later could lead to this.

I’m sure Zhizhi is also feeling awful.”

For a moment, Nie Wenzhi indeed shifted the blame to her.

Song Zhizhi kept her emotions in check.

Song Zhidao looked at his sister’s expression and restrained himself from saying more.

The corridor was quiet again.

Nie Wenzhi kept crying on and off, looking so weak.

In the end, she leaned on Song Zhidao’s shoulder.

Song Zhidao didn’t push her away and even comforted her with a few words.

Song Zhizhi gritted her teeth.

Nie Wenzhi was such a good actress, at this moment, she was not only portraying a loving wife, but also playing the role of a “loving mother”.

It seemed they wanted to create a rift between her and her younger brother in the wake of this accident.

Nie Wenzhi had clearly mapped out every detail of his master plan.

Song Zhizhi just watched in silence.

She didn’t say a word.

She was just excitedly looking forward to the moment when Nie Wenzhi’s true colors were exposed, slapped across the face repeatedly. It would surely be a spectacular sight. After almost 2 hours of surgery, the emergency room’s lights suddenly went out.

Everyone nervously watched the doors to the emergency room.

Then slowly, the doctor emerged from inside.

Nie Wenzhi stumbled towards him.

Song Zhidao quickly stepped in to support her, preventing her from falling in an unseemly manner.

This gesture only further endeared him to Song Zhidao.

“Doctor, Doctor, how is my husband?” , Nie Wenzhi was extremely anxious.

Yan Jin removed his mask, appearing somewhat tired, he sighed at that moment but said nothing.

“What happened?” Nie Wenzhi looked at the doctor.

At that moment, it seemed everyone was holding their breath.

“The situation is not very good.” Yan Jin said, “Chief Song was restless inside, and after a preliminary diagnosis, we suspect he suffered a brainstem hemorrhage. We can’t perform surgery on brainstem bleeding at this stage. We can only stabilize his vital signs for now. Though we administered a sedative, while his condition has stabilized, there is no sign of him waking up. We have to observe him for tonight. If he still doesn’t wake up… I’m afraid…” “You’re afraid… what?” Nie Wenzhi was frantic.

Her excitement was unusual.

Song Zhizhi, of course, knew why.

It was nothing more than the realization of her plan.

“The worst case scenarios… there are two. The first one is that he may never wake up, eventually becoming a vegetative state.”

“What…” Nie Wenzhi trembled, and it seemed she could barely stand.

Song Zhidao was constantly supporting her.

“The other scenario is… the brainstem bleeding remains uncontrolled, which could lead directly to… death.”

“No…” Nie Wenzhi was horrified.

Tears were pouring down her face non-stop.

She seemed unable to comprehend it, and buried herself into the chest of Song Zhidao, crying her heart out.

At that moment, even Song Zhidao’s eyes were filled with tears.

He watched as his father was pushed out.

His father, who used to be in good health.

He and Nie Wenzhi moved towards Song Shan.

Upon seeing Song Shan, Nie Wenzhi wept even harder. “Husband, why did this happen? It was all so sudden, I can’t accept it… Wah, wah…”

She was crying out loud.

At this moment, Song Zhidao couldn’t help but tear up, his eyes bloodshot.

Song Zhizhi was biting her lips.

She, too, was staring at her father.

She then looked at Doctor Yan Jin.

Yan Jin was a landmark doctor of First Hospital. He was highly authoritative in Jin City and even nationally. His accomplishments in various fields were unrivaled. In the past, he did not spend much time domestically; often attending international exchanges and learning, known for spreading medical knowledge in poverty-stricken areas in Africa. He was a celebrity in the medical field. Now, slightly older, after the age of 50, he decided to stay in Jin City, conducting research and performing major emergency surgeries.

This doctor, was arranged for her by Ji Baijian.

She didn’t know how Ji Baijian had connected with Yan Jin, but at least she knew that Yan Jin had no relations with the backstage culprit.

At this moment, Song Zhizhi’s gaze directly met Yan Jin’s.

Yan Jin, understanding her thoughts, gave her a knowing look.

Song Zhizhi felt her heart skip a beat.

This was clearly a conveyance of some information to her.

And the thing she had been worried about had not happened after all.

Her father was fine.

As long as he was fine, just wait for certain people to walk into their own trap.

“We have to move the Chief to the ICU now. Tonight is critical, family members please remain calm.” The situation had become so intense that the nurses were unable to move the bed with Nie Wenzhi constantly hugging onto Song Shan, prompting them to remind her.

Song Zhidao gently pulled Nie Wenzhi up from the bed, “Auntie, let dad go to the ward first.”

Nie Wenzhi reluctantly got up.

The nurses pushed Song Shan away.

Nie Wenzhi and Song Zhidao immediately followed, with Song Zhizhi trailing behind.

Song Shan was transferred to the ward.

No family members were allowed in the ICU, so everyone could only watch Song Shan’s “sleeping” figure through the large glass window.

Nie Wenzhi couldn’t stop crying.

Song Zhidao was also distressed, but at this moment he was still reassuring others, “Auntie, stop crying. My father is critical now. If you break down, how can you be of any help? We have to stay strong and support him through this.”

“But, but… what the doctor just mentioned.”

“I believe my dad cannot just… I can’t accept it.” Song Zhidao asserted with righteous indignation.

He seemed unable to accept this sudden accident.

In the previous life, her younger brother was… more than her father…

A strange feeling formed in Song Zhizhi’s heart.

She wouldn’t let that happen again.

Outside the intensive care unit, everyone sat in the corridor, gazing straight into the room.

No one slept, no one even blinked.

Nie Wenzhi cried for a whole night, until his eyes were swollen.

Such deep feelings were overwhelmingly moving.

Song Zhidao had clearly been bought out.

What she had previously told her brother was likely forgotten due to Nie Wenzhi’s actions. And evidently, Nie Wenzhi planned it all in a way to turn the siblings against each other.

The sky outside was getting light.

Yan Jin, along with his assistant and a nurse, went to examine Song Shan’s condition in the ICU.

Everyone stared anxiously.

After a while, Yan Jin came out, sounding helpless, “The Chief shows no signs of consciousness.” “Then… then what should we do?” asked Nie Wenzhi, her voice hoarse from crying.

“Let’s wait and see, it hasn’t been 24 hours yet. Let’s wait, ” Yan Jin seemed very helpless. Nie Wenzhi nodded vigorously, “Song Shan will definitely pull through, he will…”

Yan Jin turned to look at Song Zhizhi.

Song Zhizhi was also staring at him. “Miss Song, please come to my office with me.”

Song Zhizhi nodded quickly.

Song Zhidao and Nie Wenzhi watched as Song Zhizhi left with the doctor.

Nie Wenzhi’s eyes tightened.

Song Zhizhi, your happy days are over.

In the future, I will make you wish you were dead!

I will let you know the consequence of playing with my son’s feelings!

The doctors office.

Yan Jin asked his assistant to leave, then closed the office door.

Song Zhizhi looked at him.

Yan Jin was 52 this year, but his body was still upright. Dressed in a white coat, he did not look his age.

He smiled at Song Zhizhi, “Miss Song, you don’t have to be nervous.”

Song Zhizhi dared not say more.

“Ji Baijian and my son are close friends; I also know Baijian. He personally came to me about this. Don’t worry, your father will be fine, but due to the duration, I’m worried about revealing the truth, so I gave your father a sedative which can induce sleep. During this period, we will supplement your father with the necessary nutrients with no side effects. When your father wakes up, he will only feel as if he has had a sleep.” Yan Jin explained.

Song Zhizhi looked at him, “Thank you.” “You’re welcome,” said Yan Jin. “Baijian was worried about you and asked me to tell you personally.”

“Okay, thank you.” Song Zhizhi said again.

Her heart kept pounding.

Ji Baijian, that guy,Baijian, was always there to provide warmth when she needed it the most.

Starting from the moment before her rebirth.

That night, when she needed it, he gave it to her.

After the rebirth, she needed their marital engagement, he gave it to her.

Then, she wanted to revenge her ex-boyfriend and that evil woman, he helped her.

Then the survival on the deserted island, the subsequent competition in Commercial Management, and up to now… Every time she needed something, Ji Baijian unselfishly gave it to her.

She felt that she didn’t know how to repay him, as she seemed to have nothing she could give back to Baijian. She didn’t feel like she could compensate him for all the things he had done for her!

Baijian’s kindness towards her irritated not only Yin Qin, but also herself!

But the good news was,

She loved him.

So much.

She could give her whole heart to him.

Song Zhizhi tried to calm her emotions. This was not the moment to be emotional; she needed to stay calm. She asked Yan Jin, “Doctor Yan, who is your son?”

Yan Jin was frequently in the media, but there was never any mention of his family.

Supposedly, Yan Jin’S marriage was unhappy.

Apparently, he is divorced.

Yan Jin smiled, “I think Baijian will introduce him to you one day.”

“How did Ji Baijian meet your son?”

“I don’t know the details, but anyone my son recognizes as a friend is a good person, and Baijian is one of them.”

Song Zhizhi pursed her lips.

Baijian, Ji Baijian…How powerful are you!