For Su Yihan, this incident was definitely the biggest blow in her life. Whether outsiders knew that there was no difference for her. The most important thing was that she recognized the reality, and reality slapped her in the face, allowing her to know how ridiculous ignorance is, and let her know that after the dream bubble was burst, it turned out to be so ugly.

Until today, she also felt that Su Yingxia should not have received the betrothal gifts, all because of Shi Jing's alms. But now, it turns out that all of this is what Su Yingxia deserves. The clown was originally her, and it was like a beautiful dream suddenly turned into a nightmare.

However, Su Yihan will not surrender from this. As long as she can marry into a wealthy family in the future, she will be able to clean up the stains that this incident has brought to her.

"Haichao, as long as you can help me marry into a wealthy family, I am willing to help you with everything." Su Yihan said firmly.

Su Haichao smiled faintly. With Su Yihan's unwillingness to accept her, she would obey whatever she wanted to do. However, Su Haichao doesn't know how to use this card for the time being. After all, she can only use it once, and she has to appear at a critical moment. She must stab Han Sanqian hard when she can give him a fatal blow.

"I know someone hates Han Sanqian very much, and even hopes that Han Sanqian will die. You can find a chance to approach him. His name is Jiang Tao." Su Haichao said. Jiang Tao was broken by Han Sanqian at a banquet held by Kong Wu. This incident was circulated very well in the circle of rich second generations, and Su Haichao also received the news early.

Now Jiang Tao wishes Han Sanqian would die, but he has never found a chance. This hatred can turn him into a usable flag.

"Okay." Su Yihan agreed without hesitation.

After Su Yihan left the office, Su Haichao was like a general who had been planning thousands of miles away. He just needed to sit in the base camp to control everything. Of course, this was just what he thought.

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

Of course, Su Haichao did not expect Jiang Tao to really do this. His positioning of Jiang Tao in his mind was more like a pathfinder. After all, the Korean group and Ruoshui Real Estate are fighting fiercely now, and no one can be sure of what consequences will a third party intervene in the sea of ​​fire. So Su Haichao did not dare to end up easily, but wanted to use Jiang Tao to test it.

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

The reason why this is a special ward is that the hospital has waived the cost of the hospital bed for the patients living here. In addition to the treatment, the hospital will try its best to save money for them.

When the young woman saw Zhong Liang, the special guest, she seemed particularly nervous, and even her breathing became rapid. Yesterday, she met Han Sanqian by chance. Han Sanqian pretended to tell fortunes for them, saying that someone would be willing to pay for her son to treat her illness. At that time, the young woman only treated these words as jokes. After all, fortune telling is mysterious and cannot be convinced.

But now, when someone comes to find them, the young woman has to wonder if it is related to what Han Sanqian said yesterday. Is this person just here to pay for his son to treat his illness?

"Is it you..." The young woman looked at Zhong Liang nervously, and then said, "I'll pour you a glass of water first."

Zhong Liang came here by Han Sanqian's order, with a simple purpose, which was to provide them with assistance and pay for the little boy to treat the disease.

"No need, I'll leave after saying a few words." Zhong Liang said.

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

Seeing the young woman clenched her fists so nervously, Zhong Liang smiled faintly and said, "Don't be so nervous and afraid. I'm not a bad person. The purpose of my visit is to tell you that someone has given you the treatment cost of your son in the future. You can treat it with peace of mind until he recovers."

The young woman raised her head in disbelief and was really hit by him. Could it be that he is really a fortune teller? He is so accurate!

"You...you didn't joke with me, is this true?" the young woman asked Zhong Liang in disbelief.

"Of course it's true. I've communicated to the hospital. They will not charge you the treatment fee again. There will be a fixed amount of money every month to be transferred to the hospital." Zhong Liang said.

The young woman suddenly slapped herself heavily. She was afraid that it was a dream and that all this was not reality.

But when the slap sounded and the scorching pain came from her cheeks, she knew that it was not a dream.

"Mom, why are you doing? Why do you want to hit 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 walked to the hospital bed excitedly, held the little boy's hand, and said with tears in her eyes: "Son, you are saved, someone is willing to pay you medical expenses, and you can continue to live."

The little boy was still half awake and felt even more unreal when he heard his mother's words in a daze. Although he was young, he had become sensible very early and knew how much it would cost to treat his illness. How could someone pay him for the treatment?

"Mom, you must be very tired, there are no other people here." The little boy said with heartache.

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

I couldn't wait to stand up and run to the door of the ward. I opened the door and found Zhong Liang in the corridor, which made the middle-aged woman stunned for a moment.

Did everything just say that there were hallucinations?

At this time, the nurse came to the ward and conducted a routine examination of the little boy's physical condition.

The young woman held the nurse's hand and asked her, "Miss Nurse, have you seen a person just now, who is in his thirties and tall and thin? He said he wanted to pay my son's medical expenses. It's not my hallucination, right?"

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 for was obvious.

Although this incident happened for a short time, it has spread among the medical staff, especially in the work group, and the discussion was very fierce. The nurse smiled and said, "This is true, even the dean knows about this."

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 fortune telling. He actually knew how to 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 all the senior management of the hospital, and every famous teacher had visited his ward. From this point of view, his identity was not simple. It was probably just a trivial matter for him to pay for the little boy to treat him.

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

The young woman and the little boy were stunned. The money was paid by the fortune teller!

"When he was hospitalized, every leader cared about this matter. Such a person must have an extraordinary identity. If you can meet him, you will be very lucky." The nurse continued.

"Miss nurse, do you know which ward he lives in?" the young woman said excitedly. If this is the case, she must thank her in person, because her son's life was given by Han Sanqian. Even if she asked her to kowtow to Han Sanqian, she would never hesitate.

"He seems to have been discharged from the hospital. Logically speaking, his current physical condition is the best in the hospital for recuperation. However, I don't know much about the rich man's idea. I guess he doesn't like the hospital environment, so he goes back to hire a family doctor." The nurse said.

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

The nurse saw her thoughts and said, "This kind of rich man probably won't take this little thing to heart. You should take good care of your son. Maybe you will meet again if you are destined to be together in the future."
Chapter completed!