Chapter 22 Jiang Yaoyao is unwilling to leave the hospital
Jiang Zimo originally wanted to settle the score with Jiang Shu, but who knew that she went to school early in the morning.

He firmly believed that Jiang Shu must have been the one who had him perform a striptease for no apparent reason last night.

He wanted to find the fourth brother Jiang Linchen to seek his approval, but he was nowhere to be found. He was so angry that he almost saw stars.

Thinking about his actions last night, he was even somewhat thankful that the surveillance camera was broken.

Seeing the message from his subordinates urging him to work, Jiang Zimo had no choice but to get down to business first.

In the city hospital.

Jiang Yaoyao was the only one left lying there, staring at her phone with deep eyes.

The eldest brother Jiang Lingyan was on a business trip, the second brother Jiang Zimo also said he had to go to work, the third brother Jiang Nanxuan's phone was turned off, he never brought his phone with him when he was on a mission, the fourth brother Jiang Linchen didn't answer the phone, the fifth brother Jiang Li...

She was like a invisible person and she was too lazy to make a phone call.

Because even if the other party answered the phone, he wouldn't say anything.

These brothers are really useless.

A bunch of useless men!
This time the attempt to pretend to be sick failed again.

Why is Jiang Shu so lucky? Such a cowardly and incompetent girl, who has been humiliated and suppressed for so many years, is still alive. Why doesn't she commit suicide?
Even though she did so many "wrong things", they didn't kick her out of the house.

Is blood relationship that important?
"Patient, you can be discharged now!"

The nurse came in, glanced at the medical record, and spoke politely and gently.

The patient was diagnosed as just a little weak. He was sent in for two days of glucose injections and actually did not need to be hospitalized.

It was said that he had symptoms of vomiting blood when he was first brought in, but the examination results showed that he was very healthy.

They didn't dare to say that the patient was faking illness. They guessed that the little girl didn't want to go to school and was acting coquettishly with her brothers. But she was the daughter of the Jiang family. If they said that their hospital was useless, they would offend their financial sponsors. So the attending doctor had no choice but to prescribe a blood-replenishing medicine for the patient.

But her brother was not here today, and taking too much of this medicine would not be good for her, so the nurse had no choice but to persuade her to be discharged from the hospital.

"Really? But I still feel uncomfortable in my chest."

Jiang Yaoyao touched her heart pitifully, looked around quietly, and when she saw that there was no one around, she immediately put on a vicious face: "I don't want to be discharged from the hospital yet, go get me another day's worth of medicine!"

Nurse: “…”

It’s so hard to go to work, save her!

Jiang Yaoyao: "What are you standing there for? Get out!"

The nurse's eyes turned red after being scolded, but she still insisted: "But, injecting too much medicine is not good for your health."

Jiang Yaoyao snorted coldly: "Do you need to tell me that? Stop meddling in other people's business. You won't become a phoenix even if you try to please me!"

But she knew what those bitches were really thinking. They all wanted to use her to get in touch with her brothers. How despicable!
The nurse cried. She was just an intern nurse who had been in the hospital for more than half a month, and she always put the patients' health first.

This would be misunderstood, so she didn't dare to say anything more, and choked up and said, "I didn't. Since you don't want to be discharged from the hospital, I'll go talk to the attending doctor first."

"Tch, pretending!"

Looking at the nurse's back as she left, Jiang Yaoyao said with disdain.

She hated it most when others looked so miserable, because it looked exactly like herself when she was pretending to be pitiful.

"Yaoyao, are you really sick?" The door of the hospital room was pushed open, and Zhou Simin, Wang Xiaoyu, and another girl from the class came in.

"Did your sister Jiang Shu drug you? You look like nothing happened!"

"Last time you said it was Jiang Shu who hypnotized you, and this time she drugged you. That bitch is so bad, why hasn't she been kicked out of the house?"

"The conditions in this ward aren't that good. Do you want me to ask my brother to change you to a better one?"

"..."

Several girls seemed to be standing up for her, but in fact they did not take Jiang Yaoyao seriously and were just fake sisters.

"After all, I am just an adopted daughter. Even if my brothers dote on me, there are some things that I cannot decide." Jiang Yaoyao's smile was so pale and powerless. "I am very grateful that you can come to see me."

Zhou Simin couldn't bear to see her being so self-pitying. She touched her chin and sneered, "I can't stand seeing such a bad kid being protected by the Jiang family."

Wang Xiaoyu, with a Band-Aid still on her chin, whispered, "Let's not offend her. After all, she is the daughter of the Jiang family."

Her family background was not as good as theirs, so she could just join in the jokes normally, but this time she really had to deal with a young lady from a wealthy family. How could she have the courage to do that?

Another girl didn't think so. She mocked, "What Jiang family daughter? Have you ever seen her parents hold a parent-teacher meeting? Have you ever seen her brothers pay attention to her? She's just a pawn abandoned by a wealthy family. What's there to be afraid of?"

Zhou Simin suddenly realized: "It's no wonder that she always targets you. Her family is really going crazy to treat her like this."

Jiang Yaoyao fanned the flames and said, "Well, maybe she will only be happy if I die."

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are the granddaughter that Mr. Jiang held a grand banquet for and was personally recognized by many wealthy families and listed in the family tree. So what if we are not related by blood? No one can challenge your status."

Zhou Simin said indignantly: "Don't worry, I will teach her a lesson for you and let her know that my friends are not so easy to mess with!"

"Thank you, Simin."

Jiang Yaoyao's eyes were red, and she looked touched. "But... why don't you just forget it? I'm worried..."

"What do you mean by 'calculate'? You're still on good terms with her sister even though you're in the hospital. If you dare to settle, I'll return the slap mark on my face to your head!"

Zhou Simin was accidentally slapped by Jiang Yaoyao last time, and there are still red marks on her face. If the eldest brother of the Jiang family had not compensated her with some gifts, and if Jiang Yaoyao had not cried and complained that it was because of hypnosis, she would have definitely slapped Jiang Yaoyao tenfold in the face.

Although she sympathizes with the weak, she has always been a person who repays kindness and avenges hatred.

It is impossible to say that she cares about Jiang Yaoyao. She just wants to avenge the slap in the face.

"Okay... okay."

Jiang Yaoyao didn't dare to refuse anymore, because she believed that this crazy woman from the Zhou family really dared to do what she said.

She smiled and changed the subject, "I heard that your brother was also promoted to a great martial artist. Congratulations!"

When Zhou Simin heard her mention her brother, the anger on her face instantly disappeared, and she said proudly, "Of course, my brother is the best. Your third brother is 25 years old this year, and my brother is only 22 years old. He will definitely be better than your brother in the future."

The anger in Jiang Yaoyao's head was about to turn into black smoke. This idiot didn't know how to speak. Who would show off his own brother in front of others and then belittle someone else's brother?

Wang Xiaoyu was a smart person, and she immediately tried to smooth things over by saying, "They are all amazing. Your brothers are geniuses among millions, unlike my brother, who has only just stepped into the realm of spiritualists."

Another girl also echoed: "I don't even have a brother, and my sister is just an acquired spiritualist."

Speaking of spiritualists, several people began to imagine what kind of spiritual weapons they would awaken.

(End of this chapter)