The Byoukidere Is Her Sweetie
Chapter 376: 376: Jiang Zhi recognized the Lu Family, Lu Xinglan's little ancestor (second update)

Chapter 376: 376: Jiang Zhi recognized the Lu Family, Lu Xinglan’s little ancestor (second update)

Lu Xinglan was awakened by pain, rubbing his eyes dazedly as he looked at Lin Qiunan, “Did you pull my hair?”

Lin Qiunan counted them, five strands of hair, “Go back to sleep.”

Lu Xinglan touched the back of his head, having slept uncomfortably, and tugged at the collar of his hospital gown, which was still buttoned up to the top, “Do you suspect that Jiang Zhi is one of our family?”

Among the Lu Family, the one who slept the most, had the quickest mind.

Lin Qiunan didn’t hide it from him, “Xu Jiuru caused so much trouble just to make Jiang Zhi and our Lu Family enemies, which is very strange.”

Lu Xinglan was noncommittal, and he pulled out a few more hairs and handed them to Lin Qiunan, “That should be enough.”

He went back to sleep.

Lin Qiunan stored the hairs carefully, “Shengsheng, call Qing Rang and tell him to find some hair in Jiang Zhi’s hospital room.” Remembering that Zhou Xufang also stayed there, she instructed, “Get the blue ones.”

It seemed Lu Sheng understood, “Grandma, you can’t possibly suspect that Jiang Zhi is my cousin, can you?”

Zhou Qingrang had just returned, followed by Jiang Zhi and Zhou Xufang, who was disguised as a nurse.

Jiang Zhi closed the door, “I have done a paternity test, the results haven’t come out yet, but I only did it with the Jiang Family.” He glanced at Lu Xinglan, “Give me his hair.”

Lin Qiunan immediately understood.

“Jiang Zhi, I—”

“Shh!” Zhou Xufang said, “There’s footsteps outside.”

Almost at the same time, Lu Xinglan’s phone received a text from a Lu Family informant, “It’s Xu Jiuru’s people.”

The people were just outside in the hallway, probably waiting to witness a confrontation between Jiang Zhi and their enemy, the Lu Family.

Lu Xinglan stood up and walked to the door, “Go easy.”

Jiang Zhi instructed Zhou Xufang to put on his mask properly, “I’ll try.”

Lu Xinglan, dressed in the hospital gown, “Don’t hit the face.”

Jiang Zhi, also in a hospital gown, “I’ll try.”

The two exchanged a glance, and then Jiang Zhi pushed Lu Xinglan outside.

Lu Xinglan leaned back dramatically, contemplating for five seconds whether he should stand up and take the hits. Eventually, he decided to lie down, “My leg is broken.”

“…”

Such painfully awkward acting.

Jiang Zhi raised his foot and ‘kicked’ furiously.

Lin Qiunan was worried and wanted to go out, but Zhou Xufang held her back.

It was Lu Sheng who ran out, “Jiang Zhi, stop!”

The acting skills of the Lu family were mediocre.

Unlike Jiang Zhi, who was a great director and had pretended to be sick for so many years, his performance was effortlessly convincing with eyes full of red blood vessels, his stare intense, “Get out of the way!”

Lu Sheng didn’t move, reaching out to pull him.

Jiang Zhi ‘pushed’ her down to the floor.

She faked the fall quite well.

“Cough, cough, cough, cough…”

Due to ‘rage’ and ‘excessive grief’, Jiang Zhi’s old illness acted up, and he coughed while holding onto a chair.

Lu Xinglan got up and fought back.

Jiang Zhi: “…”

Damn, he hit the face.

In the hallway where several medical staff and the Lu Family’s bodyguards, who were blocked by Jiang Zhi’s people, stood, nobody dared to intervene. Only a young nurse borrowed a phone.

The nurse was young, with a sweet appearance and looked naïve and confused.

“Hello, 110? This is Changkang Hospital, there’s a young man with blue hair hitting someone.”

The ‘young man with blue hair’ referred to Young Master Jiang.

Soon after, the security of Changkang Hospital arrived, and not long after, the police also showed up, ending the drama stirred up by this unexpected guest performer.

Young Master Jiang was taken away by the police, and two doctors from the Fifth Hospital, who had arrived in haste, also accompanied him. Meanwhile, Young Master Lu was carried into the hospital room by Changkang Hospital medical staff.

Only then did people in the hallway dare to discuss the event.

“Why did Young Master Jiang get into a fight with Mr. Lu?” asked a nurse from the urology department.

“It seems like it was because Mr. Jiang’s girlfriend got into trouble involving the Lu Family,” said a nurse from thoracic surgery.

“What do you mean by ‘got into trouble’?”

The thoracic surgery nurse whispered gossiped, “I heard she was kidnapped and killed.”

The urology nurse was shocked, “What does that have to do with the Lu Family?”

“That, I don’t know.”

The rich and powerful families certainly have many troubles.

The urology nurse inquired further, “Who called the police just now?”

“Digestive medicine department, the one nibbling on steamed buns every day.”

“Chen Xiangtai?”

The thoracic surgery nurse rolled her eyes, “Other than her, who dares to call the police on Young Master Jiang?”

It wasn’t that the bun-nibbler was brave; she just didn’t have a phone or a computer and didn’t recognize the famously beautiful ‘First Beauty of Imperial City’.

At that moment, Chen Xiangtai was nibbling on a steamed bun.

“Xiangtai, you have a phone call.”

Chen Xiangtai’s outdated cell phone was lost, so the call came through to the head nurse of her department.

She took a sip of plain water, swallowed the bun, and answered the phone, “I’m Chen Xiangtai.”

A young girl in her early twenties, with a round face, big eyes, wearing a ponytail, she had no bangs, no permed hair, no pierced ears. Her head was round and full, looking completely harmless, sweet, cute, and soft. Seeing her made people want to poke her face, but anyone would do it gently because she looked so adorable.

The caller was from a professional errand running company: FOR.

“Our company has received your employment letter, and according to our regulations, we require an upfront payment of half the deposit,” said the woman on the line.

Chen Xiangtai held a white steamed bun in her hand, “How much is that?”

“Fifty thousand.”

She seemed stunned by the price, her eyes wide as she scratched her head, embarrassedly asking, “Can it be a little cheaper?”

“I’m sorry, no.”

Then, the caller ruthlessly hung up.

Fifty thousand.

Where would she get fifty thousand?

Chen Xiangtai packed the half-eaten steamed bun in her pocket and went to return the phone. She was a girl with a very thin skin, easily flushed, her face blushing intensely as she struggled to say, “Head nurse, could I get an advance on my salary?”

The head nurse asked her, “How much are you thinking to advance?” Two or three thousand might be feasible.

“Nine-eight-thousand.” Not just the deposit, she didn’t have the final payment either.

“…”

She was a temporary worker, not yet made permanent, and this was more than two years’ worth of her salary.

The head nurse patted her shoulder, “I’ll bring you some pickled vegetables tomorrow.” The poor girl only had steamed buns, not even pickled vegetables.

Chen Xiangtai thanked her and dejectedly sat back down to keep nibbling her bun.

The sight of her eating a bun with plain water was increasingly pitiful.

The head nurse dug out a piece of chocolate from her pocket, placed it in front of her, “Are you still looking for your benefactor?”

“Mmm.”

“Why do you need so much money to find someone?” The head nurse really feared her simplicity would lead to her being cheated out of her money.

“Someone recommended them, said that errand company is very capable, can find anyone.” Chen Xiangtai was distressed, “It’s just really expensive, finding one person costs a hundred thousand.” She swallowed the rest of her bun, scratching her leg where a mosquito had bitten her.

The head nurse was astonished, “You’ve only saved two thousand after three years?”

In these three years, the girl had nibbled on countless steamed buns, and the old second-hand phone she lost hadn’t been replaced because she was scrupulously saving money to find her benefactor.

Speaking of this, Chen Xiangtai was distressed, “I almost had enough, but a few days ago, while I was crossing the street, I helped an old lady who fell over and ended up paying her ninety thousand.”

The head nurse’s reaction was simply, “…”

This girl really wasn’t the brightest.

The head nurse patted her shoulder again, feeling earnest but helpless, “Forget about an advance on your salary; I’ll buy you some more pickled vegetables instead.” To gather a hundred thousand, who knows how long she would have to eat steamed buns for.

Chen Xiangtai thanked her.

“Why don’t you give up looking for your benefactor?”

She immediately shook her head, “No, I must return the favor generously.”

What would she return it with, steamed buns?

The head nurse left the room with mixed feelings.

Chen Xiangtai sat in melancholy for a while, three mosquito bites swelling on her foot. Looking around and seeing no one else, she dabbed a bit of saliva on her finger and applied it to the mosquito bites.

In a few seconds, the swelling went down.

She thought to herself: Should I set up a stall to sell my saliva?

You see, her saliva could cure many ailments. Since she had come out of the laboratory, her saliva had been strange. She wanted to find her benefactor and give him some; if he wouldn’t mind, she could give him a little more.

She remembered her benefactor had a small mole on his arm, its location etched in her memory. Therefore, she had become a nurse, hoping to administer injections daily so she could see many arms.

In the VIP ward.

A nurse was treating Lu Xinglan’s ‘wound’. Wasn’t it a gunshot wound? Yah, but Young Master Jiang had beaten him even more severely, yet—

“Mr. Lu, there, there’s no wound.”

Except for a mole, the entire arm was spotless; there were no wounds at all.

Lu Xinglan took a bag of blood, splashed it on the clean bandage, “Say it’s a gunshot wound that split open if anyone asks.”

The nurse immediately understood and nodded.