There were several types of hemophilia. Ying Luwei had the intermediate type of hemophilia.
It was not as serious and frequent as the severe type, but it would still bleed occasionally.
"Mom, this …" Ying Luwei looked very troubled. "It was already like that at that time. Xiao Jin will definitely not agree."
"If she doesn't want to, then just kidnap her." Old Lady Ying coughed heavily and said sternly, "Do you really think that Family Ying adopting her is a good deed?!"
Family Ying had many illegitimate children and many factions. If it was not profitable, why would they adopt a daughter?
Otherwise, they would have adopted a son. When he grew up, he could even work in the company.
In the beginning, Old Lady Ying did not want Ying Zhenting and Zhong Manhua to bring back a person from a small county.
It was not a big deal to adopt a baby. Anyway, children did not have memories.
But how could they raise a child who was almost an adult?
What happened later confirmed all of this.
"Mom, don't be angry." This was what Ying Luwei wanted. She comforted her softly. "It's already night. We can't find Xiao Jin. Let's wait until tomorrow morning and find sister-in-law first."
"Your sister-in-law is really ignorant." Old Lady Ying was so angry that her chest heaved. "Isn't she just an adopted daughter? Why are you so conflicted? "
"Fortunately, Xiao Xuan is still in Continent O. If she comes back and sees that there is one more person in the house, won't she be sad?"
Old Master Ying also had illegitimate children, but none of them succeeded in being promoted.
Old Lady Ying hated illegitimate children, not to mention those who were not related by blood.
"Mom, it's all my fault." Ying Luwei was very guilty. "If I had known, I wouldn't have told you. I even made you angry."
"I'm fine." Old Lady Ying pressed her temples as if she had thought of something. "Wei 'er, your friend didn't come to see you recently?"
She was talking about Lu Zhi.
Ying Luwei's smile stiffened. "Mom, she has something to do recently, so she went abroad."
She would never tell Old Lady Ying that Lu Zhi had broken up with her.
"Alas." Old Madame Ying sighed. "It seems that this headache of mine really can't be cured."
"Mom, don't say such discouraging words," Ying Luwei said coquettishly. "Isn't there a miracle doctor in Shao Ren Hospital? It's just that this Godly Doctor only sees one patient a week. I'm still in the queue, but I should be able to get in during the summer break. "
"My daughter is still the most considerate." Old Lady Ying's worry turned into joy. "You should also look for Moyuan more often and get to know him better."
**
Outside the ward.
"Hey, Old Fu, it seems that you have really recovered." Old Mr. Zhong was waiting for Ying Zijin to finish the operation. When he saw Master Fu walking towards him, he said, "You even have my style when you walk. You walk like the wind."
"Scram, scram, scram." Master Fu was furious. "I'm not as strong as you, okay?"
Ever since they were young, Old Mr. Zhong had been at odds with him.
When they played poker, he never let him win.
He even blamed him for taking away his snacks?
So what if he took it away?
"Sigh, now that you have recovered, I can finally get rid of one of my worries." Old Mr. Zhong didn't argue back this time. He sighed. "In the past, we could still wake up in the morning and play Tai Chi together. But since your illness twenty years ago …"
Hearing this, Master Fu fell silent. "Let's not talk about the past anymore."
Old Mr. Zhong knew that the incident twenty years ago was a taboo for Master Fu.
In fact, he didn't know what had happened either. He only remembered that that year, Hu City was in turmoil for a whole month.
All kinds of strange people came to Hu City, went to the Fu family, and then left.
But Master Fu didn't want to talk about it, so Old Mr. Zhong couldn't force him to ask, no matter how curious he was.
"Yes, we are old." Old Mr. Zhong patted Master Fu's shoulder. "It's time to retire and hand it over to the younger generation."
As they were talking, a nurse came out of the operating room.
Old Mr. Zhong went up to her. "Nurse, how is it?"
"The patient's fracture is not serious. The operation went well." The nurse said, "But she must rest well for the next few days. The little girl is asleep."
Old Mr. Zhong let out a sigh of relief and turned to Master Fu. "Old Mr. Fu, I have to thank your grandson this time. If it weren't for him, Zijin might have …"
Master Fu coughed a few times and said proudly, "My Xiao Qi has always been kind."
There was one more thing he didn't say, because he was afraid that Old Mr. Zhong would roll up his sleeves and fight with him.
If he didn't save his own wife, who should he save?
Old Mr. Zhong didn't know what Master Fu was thinking. "I'll go and see your grandson."
**
Because of the serious matter, the two old men didn't go back. They slept together in the ward next door.
The next day, another group of people came to the First Hospital.
When Old Master Fu saw who it was, he was shocked. "Heqing?"
"Yichang?" Mu Heqing was also surprised when he saw Master Fu. "You've recovered?"
"I was lucky." Master Fu nodded. "The King of Hell didn't like me, so he sent me back."
Old Mr. Zhong hadn't interacted with Mu Heqing before, but he knew who he was. He greeted him. "Old Mr. Mu, what's the matter?"
He had been in the capital for a long time, so he had met Family Mu.
However, the number of people from the Mu Clan who had seen Mu Heqing could be counted on one hand.
Mu Heqing had received many medals and was protected by the country.
It was as difficult as ascending to heaven to meet him.
Why would he come to Shanghai in person?
"I'm friends with Xiao Fu and Xiao Ying." Mu Heqing didn't put on airs and smiled. "I heard that they were in a car accident, so I came to see them."
Master Fu didn't react, but Old Mr. Zhong almost pulled out his beard.
Mu Heqing, who was respected by everyone in the capital, was friends with his granddaughter?
The fact that Mu Heqing called Ying Zijin a friend showed that he was treating Ying Zijin as an equal.
Mu Heqing nodded at the two old men and walked into the ward.
Ying Zijin was still sleeping at this time, so he didn't disturb her.
Fu Yunshen was awake.
Mu Heqing sat down next to him. "Do you know who did it?"
"Yes, I know." Fu Yunshen said, "I've already gone to catch them."
"Leave this to me." Mu Heqing sneered. "Whoever dares to touch you and Xiao Ying doesn't know how many lives they have."
"Then you should take it easy." Fu Yunshen raised his eyebrows. "I'm afraid that if you get angry, the whole of Shanghai will suffer."
"You little brat." Mu Heqing resisted the urge to slap him. "I know that."
He paused and asked, "Why did I hear that you suffered internal injuries because you were trying to save Xiao Ying? So you're only after Xiao Ying? "
"Yes." Fu Yunshen said lazily, "We're not like your Family Mu. With you around, no one dares to touch her."
"It seems that Family Ying has some troublemakers." Mu Heqing frowned. "At first, I thought it was the Fu family."
"This matter can be solved easily." Fu Yunshen narrowed his eyes. "But there's something I need your help with."
Mu Heqing looked serious and said solemnly, "What is it?"
"Yaoyao is still registered with the Family Ying. It's legal for the Family Ying to adopt her. She's still underage, so it'll be difficult for her to move out." Fu Yunshen smiled. "I'll have to trouble you to help her break off her relationship with the Family Ying."
Mu Heqing knew that he shouldn't attract too much attention in Shanghai. Otherwise, he would attract trouble. So he nodded. "Okay, don't worry. Leave it to me."
**
Ying family.
Early in the morning, a middle-aged man was welcomed into the Old Mansion.
The butler opened the door for him respectfully. "Master."
"Zhenting." Zhong Manhua hurried over. The corners of her eyes were still red. "Zhenting, you're finally back."
This middle-aged man was the current head of the Family Ying, Ying Zhenting.
Ying Zhenting was 48 years old this year and was still very healthy.
Under his leadership, the Family Ying was able to suppress the Zhong family.
"What happened?" Ying Zhenting frowned. "Manhua, don't worry. Tell me slowly."
After being married to Zhong Manhua for so many years, Ying Zhenting knew her temperament.
She was strong.
She would never ask for help easily.
This was the first time that Zhong Manhua had called him and begged him to come back.
Then, something big must have happened.
Zhong Manhua opened her mouth. "That's …"
Before she could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Old Lady Ying, who followed closely behind.
She hit the ground with her walking stick. "Now is not the time to listen to your nonsense. Weier's hemophilia is acting up again. Hurry up and call that adopted daughter and ask her to go to the hospital to prepare."
As soon as she said this, Zhong Manhua and Ying Zhenting were stunned.
Ying Zhenting opened his mouth. "Mom."
"It's no use even if you ask," Old Lady Ying said angrily. "Are you going to watch your sister die?"
Her words made Ying Zhenting speechless.
He also saw that Ying Luwei's face was pale and bloodless.
Ying Zhenting pinched his eyebrows and sighed. "Manhua, make the call."
Zhong Manhua's hands were trembling.
On the one hand, she couldn't contact Ying Zijin at all.
On the other hand, she didn't want Ying Zijin to give Ying Luwei blood.
But Old Lady Ying was here, so she couldn't say anything.
If Old Lady Ying suddenly had a cerebral hemorrhage, she would be a sinner.
Zhong Manhua pursed her lips and didn't move.
"Manhua?" Ying Zhenting frowned again.
He took out his mobile phone, found Ying Zijin's number, and was about to dial it.
But at this moment, the door was kicked open.
It was a group of people in uniforms, all with cold expressions.
The leader looked at Ying Luwei. "Arrest her."
----- Digression —
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