Chapter 19

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Hearing this, Cheng Lin asked curiously, “Who is that young lady? She is so rude. How dare she question Doctor Wu?”

Very few people in Hucon would dare to doubt Doctor Wu’s medical skills.

Cheng Yuang said, “I don’t know who she is, but she was quite infuriating. If she is my daughter, I’ll definitely teach her a good lesson.”

Until now, Cheng Yuang was still furious when he thought of the incident just now.

After all, Doctor Wu was someone Cheng Yuang had been worshipping ever since he was young.

Cheng Lin smiled and said, “Young people nowadays are all like this. They are extremely impetuous. With just a little achievement, they think that they can look down over the world. However, they are actually nothing. Don’t let that young lady get to you.”

“You’re right.” Cheng Yuang nodded.

Not long after that, a maid brought the medicine over. “Madam, here is the medicine.”

Hearing this, Shangguan Ying sat up from the bed excitedly. “Give it to me now.”

Shangguan Ying took the medicine, had a drink of it, and frowned.

It was too bitter.

Nevertheless, thinking that her scar could soon heal, she braced herself and drank all of it.

After drinking the medicine, Shangguan Ying fell into a deep sleep.

Cheng Lin looked at her daughter who had fallen asleep and heaved a sigh of relief.

Ever since her daughter’s face was disfigured, Cheng Lin had not had a good sleep. Even if she fell asleep, she would wake up from a nightmare.

Cheng Lin looked up at Cheng Yuang and said in a low voice, “Thank you so much.”

Doctor Wu had not come out to see patients for many years. This time, Cheng Yuang really paid a great price to invite Doctor Wu over.

“This is what I should do,” Cheng Yuang said.

Cheng Lin continued, “Will Doctor Wu come again?”

Although Shangguan Ying had already taken the medicine, Cheng Lin was still a little worried if she was not able to see Doctor Wu in person.

Cheng Yuang nodded. “He said that he would come in three days.”

Cheng Lin said, “Okay.”

…

At the Yu family’s residence.

Yu Zhihong, who had been working outside for more than half a month, finally returned home.

He was already 64 years old, but it was impossible for anybody who didn’t know him to tell his actual age. There were often people who jokingly said that Yu Zhihong and his sons looked like brothers.

“You’re finally back.” Fang Minghui looked at Yu Zhihong and did not take a good poke at him.

Yu Zhihong saw the ugly look on his wife’s face and was confused. “What’s wrong?”

Fang Minghui frowned. “Do you know that Tingzhi and Miss Song’s engagement party is coming up soon?”

“Yes.” Yu Zhihong nodded.

It actually gave Yu Zhihong a headache when Fang Minghui mentioned this.

Yu Tingzhi was a mess. Yu Zhihong couldn’t help but worry that Song Baoyi would look down on Yu Tingzhi.

After all, the difference between Yu Tingzhi and Song Baoyi was huge.

Yu Zhihong pinched his temples. “I’ve been preparing for this recently. I know what to do.”

Hearing her husband say this, Fang Minghui was satisfied. “What are you planning to give Tingzhi for his engagement?”

Hearing this, Yu Zhihong frowned and said, “He’s already an adult. You cannot keep spoiling him. It is because you spoil him that he becomes like this. You should be responsible for that.”

Yu Zhihong scratched his head and went on, “Right after the accident happened, I told you to send him to the hospital to recuperate. However, you refused to do that. Now, all he knows is to ask us for money. What’s the difference between him and a ruined man?”

All these years, Yu Tingzhi achieved nothing. Other than asking for money, he knew nothing else.

As a father, Yu Zhihong felt very sad and disappointed.

“My son was not sick. Why did I need to send him to a psychiatric hospital?” Fang Minghui was furious when she heard this. “Have you ever cared about Tingzhi?”

That year, after Yu Tingzhi got into a car accident, he was diagnosed with depression.

The doctor suggested that Yu Tingzhi be sent to a psychiatric hospital for treatment, but Fang Minghui and Mr. Yu strongly opposed it.

What kind of place psychiatric hospital was?

If Yu Tingzi really stayed there for a few days, he would become sick even if he was not sick at the very beginning.

“The doctor said that depression was also a kind of mental illness. Why do you insist on arguing with me about that?” Yu Zhihong took out a cigarette in frustration. “Look what Tingzhi is like now. If the Song family breaks off the engagement at the engagement party, our family will become the laughing stock of River City.”

“The Song family will not break off the engagement. Miss Song is not that kind of person.” Fang Minghui was very certain.

Yu Zhihong sighed. People were unpredictable. Nobody could tell what would happen in the future.

“So what if Miss Song is a good person and won’t break off the engagement? Tingzhi is already 26 years old. As an adult, he should learn to be self-sufficient. Otherwise, what should he do after he gets married and has children? You can’t support him forever.”

Because Mr. Yu and Fang Minghui coddled Yu Tingzhi and kept giving him money without restraint, Yu Tingzhi became dependent on them.

“What’s wrong with me giving him money? Our family is wealthy. Of course it would not be a problem for us to support Tingzhi. He has been sad since the accident happened. As a father, you should comfort him, not make it worse.”

Fang Minghui’s eyes turned red.

Yu Zhihong took a puff of his cigarette and looked at Fang Minghui. He softened and said, “Minghui, you know that’s not what I mean. Do you think I’m not sad that Tingzhi becomes like this? I am his father. I’m doing everything for his own good. I hope that he can be back on track more than anyone. He is a man and he needs to learn to be strong.”

Fang Minghui knew that Yu Zhihong was doing this for Yu Tingzhi’s own good. However, as a mother, she couldn’t just watch Yu Tingzhi suffer.

“Do you think I want this? You know how much pain Tingzhi suffered before.” Fang Minghui’s eyes were slightly red, “Do you think Tingzhi isn’t sad? He was such a proud person in the past. And what is he like now? He must have suffered a lot. As a mother, I don’t want him to be successful. I just want him to be happy.”

Yu Zhihong took a puff of his cigarette. His feelings were very complicated. Suddenly, he remembered what happened 13 years ago.

After a long time, Yu Zhihong put out the cigarette in his hand and let out a long sigh. “You’re right. Aren’t we earning money for our children? I should make more money for Tingzhi before I am too old to work.”

…

The next day.

Zhou Lei suppressed her anger and gave Song Hua a designer dress. “You put this on and go to a tea party with Baoyi and me.”

Zhou Lei added, “When you get there, don’t talk too much. Just follow behind Baoyi and do whatever she asks you to do. Don’t embarrass us.”

The tea party was full of rich and noble ladies. If Song Hua did anything embarrassing, Zhou Lei was afraid that would get Song Baoyi into trouble.

Zhou Lei stood in front of Song Hua condescendingly.

Zhou Lei thought she could already predict Song Hua’s reaction.

Song Hua would be very excited and grateful to her.

After all, a wench like Song Hua definitely had not attended a tea party, let alone wear a high-end designer dress.

Song Hua was curled up on the chair in the balcony and reading a book. She looked quiet and peaceful.

When Song Hua heard Zhou Lei’s words, Song Hua looked up lazily and a ray of sunlight shone on her face. “I’m not free.”

It was a very simple sentence

Zhou Lei frowned slightly. She even thought that she was hearing things.

Did Song Hua mean that she was not going to attend the tea party?