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How could this be? Although her father didn't have much of a mind, he had always been a kind and loving person. Why did he …

"I just received a call from senior Chen yesterday afternoon. I heard the news that senior Chen had taught me to leave home as soon as possible. He said that there might be a creditor who would come knocking on my door because that woman accused me of embezzling the project's funds. I was furious, so I didn't leave. I wanted to tell Ah Zhong and Ah Qiang to stop those creditors, but when I shouted for people, I found that there was no one else in the villa but me. Later on, those creditors came looking for him. Some of them were real creditors, and some were thugs. Most likely, it was that woman who called him as well. Not only did they beat me up, they even searched the entire house for you, threatening me to tell them where you were.

"Mom —" Joss Mu's heart was in extreme pain and hatred. "I'll definitely find that fox spirit. What she did to you, I'll make her repay it a hundredfold. And dad, no, Qiao Zhenhua, I won't let him off easily either."

He couldn't eat anything after the operation, so he was extremely excited. After crying for a long time, his vitality was damaged. Thus, not long after, he fainted again. At that moment, the instrument suddenly cried out, indicating that the blood pressure had risen and that the patient's life was in danger, and Josephine was so frightened that she went to call the doctor.

The doctor rushed over and tried to rescue her again. After stabilizing Zhao XinCi's blood pressure, he frowned and said to Jothmur, "The patient still has congestion in her brain, so you can't get too emotional. She just woke up after the operation, so how could you make her emotional and cry? "Ai …"

Josephine was so frightened that she covered her chest, trembling and on the verge of collapse. "My mother … she …"

"It's fine now." The doctor said with a cold expression, "If there's a next time, I can't say for sure. You should quickly decide whether or not you want to perform surgery on your mother."

Josemu breathed a sigh of relief, but her heart rose again.

He had to get a doctor to operate on his mother as soon as possible, but being a mother wasn't necessarily good. If he didn't, there would be no saving him. The problem was, where did he get 500,000 yuan from now?

As she slumped in the lounge chair outside the ward, Jocelyn pulled out her cell phone and began to call her friend.

"Xiaoqi, it's Si Mu. My mother is very ill. I don't have any money right now. Can you lend me five hundred thousand?"

"What?" Five hundred thousand … Even if you sold me, it wouldn't be worth so much money. Sorry, I can't lend you that much. "

"Then... One hundred thousand is fine too! "

"Eldest Miss, I really don't have any money. Amongst our group of friends, only Miss Qiao has money."

"Zi Chen, can you lend me five hundred thousand?"

"Mu Mu, I've seen the news of your family's bankruptcy. I know that you need help right now, but you also know that my father is a gambler. I still have to help him repay his gambling debts. I really can't help."

"..."

She asked several people in a row, but none of them wanted to help her.

A bleak smile played on her lips as she clicked off her cell phone.

This was the so-called … In this world, human nature was cold, and human nature was shallow.

What should she do?

She put down her cell phone and covered her face with her hands. She was extremely anxious, but she couldn't do anything about it.

That's right, go find Uncle Chen. At the last moment, Uncle Chen was still able to call his mother to hurry up and ask her to leave the villa, proving that he was a good person. He was one of the company's elders.

She got up from her chair, went to the nurses' station, begged the nurse to help her with her mother's care, and ran outside.

Just as he reached the entrance of the hospital, a group of reporters surrounded him.

"It's Miss Qiao. Quickly, quickly, quickly come over and take a photo."

"Miss Qiao, it's rumored that Mrs. Qiao went bankrupt overnight because her mother misappropriated the project's funds, causing the biggest project in the Qiao family to be interrupted. As a result, her share price plummeted and she went bankrupt overnight, is that true?"

"I heard that your mother was injured by a creditor who came to your door. Is she treating her in this hospital? Can we go and take a look? "

"Is it because your mother has long since broken off her relationship with Director Qiao? That's why your mother plotted so hard to destroy Madam Qiao."

"Miss Qiao, your mother was chased over by a creditor. May I ask where you are? As a daughter, shouldn't your mother come out in a difficult situation? Or perhaps, your mother predicted that a creditor would come knocking on your door, so informed you in advance to avoid it. "

"..."

She wanted to push away these crazy, dog-like reporters. She wanted to go back to the company to find Uncle Chen, but how could she, a girl, beat up those dog puppies who did whatever they wanted?

Instead of breaking through the encirclement, she was pushed closer to the hospital gate by the Mad Dogs.

"Enough, you mad dogs!"

She didn't have time to argue with them, so she turned and ran back.

"Hey, Miss Qiao, why are you cursing? We reporters have our rights and dignity."

"That's right, that's right! He's too uncultured!"

"..."

As the reporters complained, they didn't forget to take pictures of the back of Josephine's fleeing figure. In addition to the previous photos of her being squeezed into a corner, the reporters were quite satisfied and felt that they could take it back with them.

After all, it was a hospital with security guards, so they did not dare to barge in. They could only send some people back to report while others continued to wait.

Before the door could open, Jocelyn ran to the back door, which was also guarded by a group of people, who would bang on it when they saw her, and then question her in a bombardment manner.

Josephine turned and left.

The side door, the side door, Josephine discovered that all the exits to the hospital had been blocked by reporters.

Her heart was filled with hatred, but she was completely powerless.

It had been too long since the last drop of water had dripped. Too many things had happened in a day, and by now, she was on the verge of collapse.

She crouched down and cried out.

The hall was filled with people, many of them the family of the patient, and the staff of the doctor and nurse, who were taking care of the sick and dying.

"What are you doing squatting here? You're getting in the way."

"Those who came here, who were not from the Three Calamities, were all squatting here and crying. Do they still need to open the hospital?"

"Get up, don't get in the way of others. The patient's bed is in danger!"

"..."

She forced herself to her feet and trudged back.

After a trip to the bathroom, Josephine washed her hands on the washstand, glanced at herself in the mirror, and began to cry again.

Her clothes had been ravaged long ago, her hair was a mess, her face was as pale as paper, and her tears were fresh from old. It looked as if she had been bullied by a bad man, oh, right, she had been bullied by a bad man, then by a bad man, then by a family change, bankruptcy, her mother had been framed, she had been charged with debt, and she had been beaten so badly that she had almost lost her life.

Her friends had abandoned her overnight and the reporters had surrounded her. She... There was no other way!

Why... Why did God do this to her?

What had she done wrong, and what did God punish her for?

Even if she did do something wrong, what did her mother do wrong? Why did she get hurt like that?

Josemu beat furiously on the mirror.

She shouldn't have been like this. How could she, Josephine, have ended up in such a situation?

Her insanity attracted the criticism of others.

"Why is it like this? Does she have a deep grudge with Mirror?"

"Ahh, forget about it. I'm not going to wash my hands. Be careful, if she doesn't smash her mirror, she'll come and punch you."

"Is she insane?"

"..."

People came and went, and everyone spoke sarcastically, but everyone comforted her.

When she was tired of hammering at herself in the mirror, she collapsed to the ground and began to wail.

This time, even more people didn't dare to approach her.

After an unknown period of time, she began to cry until her body began to twitch, and her voice became much softer.

She kept her head in her knees, so that when someone stood in front of her, she didn't even realize it.

"Miss, don't cry!" It was a soft voice, gentle and pleasant to the ear. Just from the tone of the voice, one could tell that the woman who stood there comforting Josephine was very kind.

Josephine could faintly hear him, but she didn't look up.

Her body convulsed and her hair tumbled to the ground in disarray. It was unbearable, so the woman crouched down as well and reached out to gently stroke Josephine's head.

"Miss, don't cry anymore. If you continue crying, it will harm your body." The woman's voice was filled with pain.

The soft words were exactly like the words she used when she was young and when her mother was comforting her.

Suddenly, a warm feeling flowed through Josephine's heart, and she slowly raised her head.

The woman in front of him seemed to be a few years older than his mother, but she had been well-kept. She was well-dressed and had a warm gaze. It was obvious that she was not of ordinary birth.

When Qin Pei-Rong saw that she had lifted her head, she quickly took out a tissue and carefully wiped the tears off Josephine's face.

Seeing Josephine in such a sorry state, especially seeing those eyes that were as big as walnuts, Qin Peigrong's heart tightened and her eyes began to ache.

How much trouble had this girl had to suffer to cry like this and make herself look so miserable?

As she thought this, the hand that wiped away her tears became softer and softer.

"Miss, I don't know what happened to you. It must be extremely painful, but you cannot let this pain break you down. Otherwise, the heavens will laugh at you, laughing at you for not being able to surpass the threshold it has set for you."

Joss stared blankly for a moment. A large tear rolled down from her eye sockets, but she stopped sobbing in an instant.

Qin Pei-Rong turned her hand to cut her hair and continued, "Auntie really feels sorry for you like this, but auntie believes that your parents will be a hundred times more distressed than Auntie. You must also pull yourself together for them."