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Chapter 422 Is it an illusion?

For Su Yihan, this incident was definitely the biggest blow in her life. Whether or not outsiders knew about it made no difference to her. The most important thing was that she recognized the reality, and reality slapped her hard.

Let her know how ridiculous ignorance is, and let her know how ugly it turns out to be after the bubble of dreams is burst.

Until today, she also felt that Su Yingxia did not deserve those betrothal gifts. It was all because of Shi Jing's charity. But now, it turns out that Su Yingxia deserves all of this. She was the clown. It was like a sweet dream suddenly changed.

It became a nightmare.

However, Su Yihan will not give in because of this. As long as she can marry into a wealthy family in the future, she can wash away the stain caused by this incident.

"Haichao, as long as you can help me marry into a rich family, I will help you with anything." Su Yihan said firmly.

Su Haichao smiled faintly. With Su Yihan's current level of unwillingness, she would be obedient no matter what she was asked to do. However, Su Haichao would not use this card for the time being. After all, it could only be used once, and it had to appear at a critical moment.

When you can give Han Sanqian a fatal blow, stab him hard.

"I know there is a person who hates Han Sanqian very much and even wants Han Sanqian to die. Find an opportunity to get close to him. His name is Jiang Tao." Su Haichao said. Jiang Tao was interrupted by Han Sanqian at a banquet hosted by Kong Wu.

His legs were broken. This matter was widely circulated among the rich second generation circles, and Su Haichao also received the news early.

Now Jiang Tao wants Han Sanqian to die, but he has never found a chance. This hatred can turn him into an exploitable flag.

"Okay." Su Yihan agreed without hesitation.

After Su Yihan left the office, Su Haichao was like a general who had planned thousands of miles. He could control everything just by sitting at the base camp. Of course, this was just what he thought.

It is true that Jiang Tao has hatred for Han Sanqian, but the two are in completely different status levels. Using Jiang Tao to deal with Han Sanqian is like a joke.

Of course, Su Haichao did not expect Jiang Tao to really be able to do this. In his mind, Jiang Tao's positioning was more like a pathfinding stone. After all, the Korean Group and Ruoshui Real Estate are currently fighting fiercely. Who can

He was not sure what the consequences would be if a third party intervened in the sea of ​​​​fire, so Su Haichao did not dare to give up easily, but wanted to use Jiang Tao to test.

The next day, a special guest was welcomed into a special ward of the hospital.

The reason why this is a special ward is because the hospital reduces the cost of hospital beds for the patients who live here. Except for necessary treatment, the hospital will try its best to save money for them.

When the young woman saw Zhong Liang, this special guest, she seemed extremely nervous, and even her breathing became rapid. Yesterday, she met Han Sanqian by chance. Han Sanqian pretended to tell their fortunes, saying that someone would be willing to help.

Money was used to treat her son's illness. At that time, the young woman only regarded these words as a joke. After all, fortune-telling is inherently mysterious and cannot be believed by others.

But now, if someone really comes to see them, the young woman has to wonder if it has something to do with what Han Sanqian said yesterday. Is this person just here to pay for her son's medical treatment?

"Excuse me, are you..." The young woman looked at Zhong Liang nervously, and then said, "Let me pour you a glass of water first."

Zhong Liang was ordered by Han Sanqian to come here with a simple purpose, which was to provide them with assistance and pay for the little boy's medical treatment.

"No, I'll just say a few words and leave," Zhong Liang said.

The young woman did not dare to look at Zhong Liang, lowered her head and asked, "You tell me, I'll listen."

Seeing that the young woman was so nervous that she clenched her fists, Zhong Liang smiled faintly and said, "Don't be so nervous and scared. I'm not a bad person. The purpose of my coming is to tell you that the cost of your son's treatment in the future will be paid by someone."

Once you are out, you can treat him with peace of mind until he recovers."

The young woman raised her head in disbelief. She was really right by his prediction. Could it be that he was really a fortune teller? He was so accurate!

"You...you're not kidding me, are you? Is this true?" the young woman asked Zhong Liang in disbelief.

"Of course it is true. I have already communicated with the hospital. They will not charge you any more treatment fees. A fixed amount of money will be paid into the hospital every month." Zhong Liang said.

The young woman suddenly slapped herself hard in the face. She was afraid that this was a dream, that this was not reality.

But when the slaps became louder and burning pain spread across her cheeks, she knew that this was not a dream.

"Mom, what are you doing? Why are you beating yourself?" At this time, the little boy on the hospital bed woke up and happened to see this scene and asked the young woman.

The young woman excitedly walked to the hospital bed, held the little boy's hand, and said with tears, "Son, you are saved. Someone is willing to pay for your medical treatment, so you can continue to live."

The little boy was still in a semi-awake state. Hearing his mother's words in a daze, he felt even more unreal. Although he was young, he had become sensible very early and knew how much money he needed to spend on medical treatment. How could he do this?

Someone paid for his medical treatment.

"Mom, you must be very tired, there is no one else here." The little boy said heartbrokenly.

The young woman turned around and saw that Zhong Liang had left at some point.

I couldn't wait to stand up and ran to the door of the ward. When I opened the door, I didn't find Zhong Liang in the corridor. This made the middle-aged woman stunned for a moment.

Could it be that everything just happened was just an illusion?

At this time, the nurse came to the ward to do a routine check on the little boy's physical condition.

The young woman took the nurse's hand and asked her: "Ms. Nurse, did you just see a man in his thirties, tall and thin? He said he wanted to pay for my son's medical expenses, not me."

Is the hallucination correct?"

If it was really an illusion, the hope that had just burned in her heart would completely turn into despair. This kind of blow was not something she could bear, so when she asked the nurse this question, the answer she hoped to get was obvious.

Although this incident happened only a short time ago, it has already spread among the medical staff, especially the discussion in the work group was very intense. The nurse said with a smile: "It's true, even the dean knows about it."

."

The young woman cried with joy, and the little boy lying on the hospital bed was stunned. After a while, he said, "That brother yesterday was so good at telling fortunes. He can actually tell fortunes."

When the nurse heard this, she couldn't help laughing. He was not a fortune teller. And he didn't know how to tell fortunes, because this matter was arranged by him. When he was admitted to the hospital, it alarmed everyone in the hospital.

The senior management and every famous teacher have been to his ward. From this point of view alone, his status is not simple. Paying money to help the little boy treat is probably just a small thing for him.

"I know the person you are talking about, but he is not a fortune teller. He should have paid you this money." The nurse said to the little boy.

The young woman and the little boy were stunned. This money came from the fortune teller!

"When he was hospitalized, every leader was concerned about this matter. Such a person must have an unusual identity. You are very lucky to meet him." The nurse continued.

"Ms. Nurse, do you know which ward he lives in?" the young woman said excitedly. If this is the case, she must go and thank her in person, because her son's life was given by Han Sanqian, even if it was her.

She would never hesitate to kowtow to Han Sanqian.

"He seems to have been discharged from the hospital. Logically speaking, it is best for him to recuperate in the hospital for his current physical condition. However, I am not very clear about the thoughts of this rich man. I guess he doesn't like the hospital environment, so

Let's go back and ask the family doctor." the nurse said.

The young woman was impatient. She had not thanked Han Sanqian in person. How could this be done?

The nurse saw what she was thinking and said, "A rich man like this probably won't take such a small thing to heart. You'd better take good care of your son. Maybe you will meet again in the future if we are destined."


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