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Chapter 70 The Man Holding an Oil-Paper Umbrella

Ward.

When Zhao Zichu saw the online comments praising the Lus and his wife, he was so angry that he pulled out the infusion retention needle from his hand.

For a moment, blood flowed like a torrent.

"Ah, what are you doing?!" Haitang rushed over and pressed the bleeding mouth on her hand, but accidentally pressed the wound on her arm.

Zhao Zichu screamed in pain and kicked Haitang directly in the stomach.

Haitang sat down on the ground with a thud, which hurt her tailbone.

But she ignored her pain and quickly struggled to get up to ring the nurse's bell.

The nurse came over, helped her stop the bleeding, re-inserted the retention needle, and re-infused the fluid.

"This is an anti-inflammatory drug. You can't stop it now, otherwise the inflammation will recur and it will be bad."

The nurse gave some instructions and when she saw that Zhao Zichu had his eyes closed and did not respond, with tears continuously flowing from the corners of his eyes, she asked with concern: "What's wrong?"

Haitang limped forward, "It's all my fault. She accidentally slipped while walking and pulled out her retention needle. She's in pain, so it's hard to blame me."

The nurse asked again: "Auntie, where did you fall? Your foot?"

"There is some pain in the back of my butt."

"Be careful with your tailbone. If the pain persists, it's best to take a X-ray."

"Thank you, it should be fine."

The nurse didn't ask any more questions and left with the tool cart.

There were only mother and daughter left in the ward. Zhao Zichu finally broke out again and cried out in pain: "I have suffered so much in vain, I might as well die a hundred times."

"How can you think that? There is always a way."

"No more, no more, I risked my life, but I still can't win back An Ning's heart." Zhao Zichu collapsed emotionally, "Mom, you have seen Li earlier, right? She is younger and prettier than me.

Cleaner than me..."

At this point, Zhao Zichu was heartbroken and lay on the bed crying uncontrollably.

No one knew what she had gone through in the past five years, and she did not dare to tell anyone.

She never wanted to suffer those humiliations again.

When Haitang heard what her daughter said, she felt distressed and blamed herself, "We are sorry for you... But Zichu, our family can only rely on you..."

After crying for a while, Zhao Zichu finally relaxed and asked Zhao Honghu, "Where is my father? I haven't seen him for two days."

"He went to Nangang. He said that an old classmate was doing well in Nangang."

Zhao Zichu sneered and said: "Oh, I'm afraid his old classmates have already spread the word among themselves, and they are all laughing at him behind his back. Old classmates, you listen to his nonsense."

Haitang was dumbfounded. What her daughter said made sense.

Zhao Zichu calmed down and thought about the current situation. She couldn't pry An Ning away by herself, so she looked at Haitang and said, "Call An Ning and ask him to come over."

Haitang was stunned for a moment, "Me? What did I tell him?"

"Whatever you think, he doesn't come to see me, how can I make him change his mind?"

Haitang was extremely embarrassed. She actually knew very well in her heart that as a mother and an elder, she clearly knew that Aning only had a pure brother-sister relationship with Zichu. She had always felt like a brother and sister, and she felt that way now and in the future.

Even if they once dated in the name of love.

However, with the current situation of the Zhao family, Zhao Honghu was crazy about money. He had empty ambitions and was so lofty, but he could not face the fact that the Zhao family was bankrupt.

He also repeatedly pushed his daughter out...

Haitang felt very sad. Her daughter was weak and helpless, and she was her heartthrob. Zhao Honghu was willing to let her go, but she was not willing to let her go.

For the sake of her daughter, even if she knew Aning's intentions, she would try her best to fight.

So, Haitang picked up Zhao Zichu's cell phone and dialed Lu Xiangning's number.

"Hey, Aning, Zichu is not well again, what should we do?"

"Auntie, tell me slowly, what happened to Zichu?"

"The doctor said during the ward rounds today that Zichu's wound left scars. You know, Zichu loves beauty the most. She can't accept such a big scar. She has been crying from morning to now, and I can't persuade her. This

I have a fever again now..."

However, Lu Xiangning only comforted her a few words, and finally said: "I will ask Dr. Fang to come over immediately. He knows very much about laser scar removal, and he can give Zichu the most professional explanation."

"Aren't you coming?" Haitang asked directly, "Although Zichu doesn't say it, I know that the person she wants to see the most is you."

Lu Xiangning was quiet for a long time, and Haitang didn't dare to make a sound.

"Auntie, I lost a lot of work some time ago, so I have been working overtime recently. It is inevitable that Zichu will be bored when she is hospitalized, so I asked Xiang Lan and the others to spend more time with her."

Haitang: "..." I have nothing to say.

Zhao Zichu closed his eyes in despair, tears streaming down his face.

——

Sunflower Gallery

Su Kui was so happy that her wild laughter echoed throughout the gallery.

There is another lady far away in Sioux City who is even happier than Su Kui.

That is Su Kui's mother Su Qing.

In the three-person video, Su Qing smiled from ear to ear, "Li Zao, you are really a noble person of our old Su family."

Li Zao didn't dare to take it seriously, "Godmother, please don't say that. I did it unintentionally."

The misty dress that Li Zao wore today was made by Su Qing. As soon as it became a hot search, sales surged.

Moreover, this misty skirt is exclusively customized by the Su family and can only be found in the Su family's stores.

There are also imitations, but after seeing so many imitations by the group of "Mrs. Lu" in Times Square, netizens said they would rather buy the genuine version at a high price!

As a result, the Su family's online store sales skyrocketed.

Dad Su's hand cramped when he took the order. Not only the sales of Yanyu skirts, but also other styles were also increasing. He kept saying that his daughter was stupid and blessed, and that she had the right thigh and led the whole family to make a fortune.

"Hahaha, did my dad really say this?"

Su Qing nodded, "It's absolutely true."

"This is the first time he has affirmed me since I became sensible."

Su Qing gave them a thumbs up, "You are all good, Li Zao, thank you for taking care of Su Kui in Jiangcheng."

"No, Su Kui has always been taking care of me."

"Oh, that's how you are, always so heartwarming when you talk. By the way, how is your mother?"

The light in Li Zao's eyes suddenly dimmed.

Su Kui coughed twice and said, "What's wrong with you, mom? Didn't you say you want to give us dividends? Why don't you tell us more?"

Li Zao pressed Su Kui's hand and smiled frankly, "It's okay, haha... My mother is still the same, like a child. I will visit her when I have time."

Su Qing sighed deeply, "That's fine. Forgetting everything and acting like a child might not be a bad thing for her."

Su Kui reminded in a low voice, "What about dividends?..."

Su Qing smiled and glared at her, "You are indispensable. I will ask Boss Su to give you red envelopes in a while, big red envelopes."

"Okay, thank you boss lady."

Li Zao was not polite, "Hahahaha, thank you godmother first, and thank you goddad too."

The video chat was so joyful that the two of them didn't realize that there was a man holding an umbrella standing outside as the sky was getting dark.

Gallery entrance.

A man stood holding an oil-paper umbrella.


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