Chapter 18: Chapter 18 My Poor Daughter

Private hospitals in the Magic Capital cater to wealthy clients and celebrities.

Here, treating a cold might set you back a few thousand, and surgery could cost millions. It can be said that if your pockets aren't deep, you wouldn't even dare to step through the hospital's front door.

Song Yun had observed the entrance for a long time and had calculated the flow of patients, feeling that the hospital's profits for the year must be over a hundred million!

While not a significant amount, it was the stability that counted. Even if short on cash in the future, the hospital could continuously provide a stream of funds.

So Song Yunkai drove his Lamborghini towards the inside of the hospital.

A Volkswagen car slowly stopped not far away, the window lowered, revealing Zhao Junxia's greedy eyes.

Ever since Su Jun informed the family about Song Yun's real situation, Zhao Junxia had been pushing Su Luting to seek him out.

Although Song Yun loathed her to the bone, he felt differently about Su Luting!

They had been together for so long; if Su Luting pleaded with Song Yun, maybe he would loosen his grip, and the money that trickled through could be enough for her family to clear all their debt and even live comfortably!

Despite urging from all angles, Su Luting had never agreed. Zhao Junxia could only ask around for Song Yun's daily whereabouts while planning how to encounter him without seeming too deliberate.

One could say Zhao Junxia's mind was entirely focused on how to deal with Song Yun.

Today, she had received news early on that Song Yun was at the entrance of a private hospital. She hastily pretended to be ill, insisting Su Luting take her to the hospital, and specifically asked for this private one.

Zhao Junxia perhaps didn't understand what a private hospital meant. In her eyes, private hospitals weren't much different from community clinics, but Su Luting knew exactly what Huachuang Hospital represented.

She taught at a prestigious school, where students were either rich or nobles, and from their perspective, Huachuang Hospital wasn't the first choice for non-urgent ailments—why? Too expensive!

The hospital was like a gold-devouring beast; although excellent at healing, it would swallow patients' wallets completely.

The rich were already cautious of it, let alone people from a family with their financial conditions; they probably couldn't even afford to walk in...

"Does Mom really only care about my brother? Aren't I the Su family's own daughter?"

"Ouch, my back..."

Without Su Luting's support, Zhao Junxia slowly lay on the ground, her face writhing in pain.

"Ouch, my poor life... Ting Ting, if you don't help out, our family will have no choice but to jump into the Huangpu River! Please, just help Mom one last time, go and beg Song Yun. I believe he will definitely help you!"

Watching Su Luting approach with a pale face to check her mother's nonexistent injuries, Zhao Junxia felt a surge of joy and started sobbing while grabbing her daughter's hand.

"My poor daughter, why is our family so miserable? If we have no money to pay back the bank, the only path left for me is death... It doesn't matter if I die, but can you bear to see your brother carry millions in debt at his young age?"

As Zhao Junxia cried, a trace of fresh blood leaked from the corner of her mouth. Actually, her injury was still quite severe. It's said that injuries to the sinews and bones take a hundred days to heal. Although she had received treatment, she had never had proper rest, which led to her weakened state, prone to various problems whenever she became emotionally agitated.

"It seems that the lady is severely injured; why don't we go into the hospital first? If something happens, it could have a negative impact on our hospital."

The security guards at the gate kindly stepped forward to mediate.

Seeing the old lady on the ground breathing more out than in, if she died at the hospital's doorway, who knows how many keyboard warriors would blame the hospital for lacking medical ethics.

"Anyone can enter this hospital, but not them!"

The speaker was Song Yunkai, who had just rushed over.

He had been patrolling the hospital but heard a commotion at the entrance and, fearing a medical dispute, Song Yunkai hurried to the front door.

He didn't expect that upon his arrival, he would see Zhao Junxia, lying on the ground and wailing like a fishwife.

Song Yunkai harbored a deep-seated dislike for this family.

On ordinary days, he would go out of his way to avoid them, let alone allow them into the hospital. If Zhao Junxia caused any trouble inside, she could make enough noise to shut the hospital down for reorganization!