Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me
Chapter 165 - 164: Third Great-Grandson?

Chapter 165: Chapter 164: Third Great-Grandson?

Mianmian finished speaking, and a woman whose ID was "Fortunate Woman" felt puzzled.

"Why calculate for me? I’m fine." After saying this, she laughed, "My husband is so good to me. He’s in the early stages of starting a business, and now I’ve fallen ill for no reason, I’ve actually become a burden on him. He works during the day and still has to take care of me at night."

Seeing that it was inappropriate to say these things to a baby like Mianmian, the Fortunate Woman changed the subject and asked curiously, "Why would Little Auntie say such a thing?"

Mianmian fixed her gaze on the Fortunate Woman’s forehead and spousal palace.

The Fortunate Woman’s forehead was dark, the corners of her eyes carried a malevolent aura, and it was vaguely linked with the dark qi on her forehead. Looking with the Heavenly Eye, her lifeline was nearly broken.

"Because you’re about to be harmed to death," Mianmian said bluntly. "Do you really want to calculate for your husband?"

With a serious expression, Mianmian waited for a response from the Fortunate Woman.

The Fortunate Woman stared blankly at the screen, not knowing how to respond for a moment. She calculated for her husband’s investments for the sake of their home, especially since her husband was borrowing money to start a business.

If the business succeeded, their life together would be better and they would be happier in the future.

But now, she was bored, watching a metaphysical fortune-telling live broadcast anchor, who suddenly told her she was about to die?

How could that be!

If she were to die, what would be the point of hoping for her husband’s business success? She wouldn’t be able to enjoy happiness anyway!

Thinking of this, the smile disappeared from the Fortunate Woman’s face, and she said very seriously, "Alright, Little Auntie, I’ve decided to have you calculate for me instead. Am I really going to die? Why? Is it due to illness? Can it be treated in advance?"

After the Fortunate Woman asked a series of questions, Mianmian waited until she was finished then replied with a baby-like voice, "Right, looking at your face, you will fall ill and die in the future. But you don’t need treatment, you just need to stop eating peanut butter from now on. Also, this illness of yours is indeed related to peanut butter."

"Peanut butter?" The Fortunate Woman turned to glance at the bedside cabinet beside her hospital bed.

She was hospitalized for acute diarrhea that led to unconsciousness, caused by eating leftovers from the fridge, which indeed she had mixed with peanut butter.

There were many patients with acute diarrhea from eating leftovers, and the doctor had said there could be many pathogenic bacteria in the leftovers, advising her to be more cautious in the future.

If she really couldn’t bear to waste food, it was best to cover it with cling film before eating.

Now, was Little Auntie saying her diarrhea was related to peanut butter?

The Fortunate Woman frowned, "Are you sure? Could my hospitalization also be related to peanut butter? The peanut butter was made by my mother-in-law."

Mianmian nodded earnestly, "Of course, I’m sure. Mianmian has calculated that the food that clashes with you is to your south, and right to your south, there’s only this small jar labeled ’peanut butter’."

[Just listen to Little Auntie and don’t eat it anymore!]

[I think if there’s a problem with this jar of sauce, isn’t it perfect to get it tested now since we’re already at the hospital?]

[The person before has a point, guessing blindly doesn’t help, Fortunate Woman, I also support you in asking a doctor to help with the testing.]

Seeing the barrage in the chat, the Fortunate Woman hesitated for a long time and finally called over a nurse who was caring for Madam Chen, "Nurse, I said that I got food poisoning earlier, didn’t I? I now feel that it could be related to this peanut butter, and I want to get it tested to see if it has gone bad. Could you help me...?"

Before the Fortunate Woman could finish her sentence, a woman walked into the hospital room.

The woman seemed to hear what the Fortunate Woman was saying and looked very unhappy, "Test what? You said you liked the peanut butter I made, and even if you had to refrain, you said just smelling it made food taste better, so I made some and brought it to the hospital for you. Why are you suddenly talking about getting it tested? Do you suspect me of poisoning you?"

"Mom, it’s not like that, it’s... it’s..." The Fortunate Woman fumbled for words and couldn’t come up with an explanation.

This weak attitude only made her mother-in-law more domineering. She snatched the peanut butter into her bag with curses and insults, "Damn it, good deeds get you suspected, did Zhang Fengmei’s conscience get eaten by a dog? If I had known earlier, I wouldn’t have made it for you. I’m confiscating it."

"You choose now, of all times, to fall ill, such a nuisance."

"Food poisoning, how did you not die from it? Just eating leftovers makes you this fragile; what’s the point? It’s been three years since getting married, and not even a single egg hatched. Truly a waste of a woman."

The woman’s insults were too harsh, and the young nurse beside couldn’t bear it any longer, "This is a hospital room; loud noises are prohibited. If you have something to say, please take it outside."

The woman glanced at the nurse, sized her up from head to toe, and lashed out again.

"You scrawny little thing, also butting in on my conversation, at a glance, you also look like one that can’t give birth."

[Damn this woman, if I were there, I’d slap her right now, how can she be so obnoxious?]

[Fortunate Woman, you need to stand up for yourself, this kind of mother-in-law only gets worse the weaker you are. Quickly snatch back the peanut butter, our sisters in the Broadcasting Room are giving you strength.]

[How did the person before just change my gender? I’m a good man of the new century, and I can’t stand that old witch either!]

Everyone was arguing when Mianmian cocked her little head to the side, "Third nephew?"

The man who had just appeared in the doorway of the Hospital on Fortunate Woman Zhang Fengmei’s mobile phone was none other than Su Family Third, Su Chenyu, the man wearing a white coat and gold-rimmed glasses.

Madam Chen was unconscious, and fearing that she would cause trouble, Su Chenjin had her sent to his younger brother Su Chenyu’s Hospital.

Earlier, Su Chenyu ran into the Su Family’s Bodyguard, who told him that there was a patient in this room live-streaming a video to calculate fortune with Little Auntie.

Su Chenyu wanted to make a discreet appearance before Little Auntie, so he headed to this room, coincidentally arriving just as the quarrel erupted.

Seeing that the woman continued swearing with no intention of stopping, he signaled an intern nearby, "Go and call security over."

The hospital employed 20 security guards to prevent disturbances and also to ensure the safety of patients. Most of the nurses were women, and they’d be unable to handle a man going berserk and turning violent.

When she heard that security was being called, the woman became even angrier, "What’s wrong with this hospital? What have I done to you that you’re calling security? Are you insane?"

"Let’s go, we’re not staying in this hospital anymore. Anyway, you look very spirited; aren’t you still playing with your mobile phone?"

With that, she flung back the Fortunate Woman’s blankets, intending to take the Fortunate Woman away.

The Fortunate Woman actually got pulled up and started walking out.

The netizens became anxious; how could she leave like this? If she went home, who knows how she would be tormented by this fierce woman, and if she really lost her life, even if they brought the culprit to justice, it would be too late!

Netizens pleaded with her in the chat, and at this moment, Mianmian also spoke up, "Fortunate Woman, my mom told me that even though fate can be predicted, in the end, it’s still in our own hands. You have to work hard to achieve a different outcome. If you give up now, you won’t see a different result."

"Also, my Sixth Grandnephew says that asking for testing is normal, and there’s no need to feel pressure about it."