Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 584 The Down-on-His-Luck Jin Xu Zhiyi

"I...I was wrong, please, Second Young Master...let me go."

Qu Yingying swallowed a lot of water, coughed a few times, and then began to beg for mercy.

"Let you go? Did you let my mother go? You're reaping what you sowed. You knew your brother had a split personality, and his second personality committed a crime, yet you still tried to pin the blame on my mother, wanting to get revenge on her by poisoning her, hoping to use this to climb the social ladder and become the wife of the Mo family. Do you deserve it?"

"Second Young Master, I really know I was wrong. Please forgive me and give me the antidote. I don't want to die."

"It's too late. The poison has already been poured in. You'll suffer the same pain as my mother! I won't let you take the antidote."

"No... Second Young Master, I have the antidote that can save Madam. If you let me go, I will hand over the antidote."

"Beat her hard until she hands over the antidote."

Mo Erchen gave instructions to the Mo family bodyguards standing nearby.

"Okay, Second Young Master."

Several bodyguards surrounded Qu Yingying and beat her severely.

"Second Young Master, is this the antidote?"

A bodyguard took a bag out of Qu Yingying's clothes.

"Take this to Madam's hospital immediately and have the doctor analyze the drug's ingredients. If it really is the antidote, then let Madam take it."

"Okay, Second Young Master."

The bodyguard grabbed the medicine and rushed to the hospital.

Looking at Qu Yingying lying on the ground, barely alive, Meng Size felt no pity whatsoever.

Who told her to hurt her future mother-in-law?

"Call the police now!"

Mo Erchen, having vented his anger, then gave instructions to Helian Cheng.

Helian Cheng picked up his phone and dialed the police.

Soon after, a group of police officers arrived.

They retrieved the surveillance footage from the old house and confirmed the authenticity of the video in Mo Erchen's possession, showing that Qu Yingying had poisoned Mu Qianqian. They also reviewed the report on Qu Chen's dual personality disorder, which Mo Erchen had reprinted. They quickly handcuffed Qu Yingying and took her away from the old house.

C Country Public People's Hospital

Third floor, Cardiac Surgery Ward 4

Xu Zhiyi carefully held the spoon and fed her father.

"Okay, Dad can't eat anymore."

Xu Lanshan waved his hand and pushed away his rice bowl.

"Dad, you need to eat more and increase your nutrition, otherwise your health will deteriorate later, and how will you perform the surgery?"

“Zhizhi, Dad knows his own body condition and he knows you don’t have the money for my surgery. How about we get discharged and go home to spend more time with your grandma? Dad doesn’t have much time left, and I want to spend more time with your grandma.”

“Dad, what are you saying? I have the money for your surgery. Dr. Jiang also said that you only need a heart transplant, which won’t cost much. I’ve already raised almost all of it.”

Xu Zhiyi was just trying to appease her father.

Dr. Jiang once said that even if an artificial heart is replaced, the surgery cost is not low.

She had to take on part-time jobs to earn money for the surgery.

“Daughter, stop trying to comfort me. I know heart transplant surgery is expensive. Please don’t insist anymore. We don’t have the money.”

"Dad, don't worry about the money, I'll raise it right away."

"Dad doesn't want to get treatment anymore, is that okay?"

A hint of determination appeared in Xu Lanshan's cloudy eyes.

After he mistakenly trusted his friend and sold all of the Xu Group's working capital and real estate, investing it all in his friend's shell company, he was deceived by his friend who then absconded with the money, and the Xu Group declared bankruptcy.

His wife, who once vowed to stay with him for life, ran off with her first love.

All that remained at home were his seriously ill mother, his elderly mother, and his daughter, who had just started her junior year of college.

Since he fell ill, his frail daughter, Xu Zhiyi, a former heiress, has been supporting the entire family.

Impoverished and plagued by illness, he didn't want to burden his daughter any further.

"Dad, please trust me this once. I've almost raised enough money for the surgery. I'm just waiting for you to recover so you can have the surgery."

Xu Zhiyi told a white lie.

The surgery cost was an astronomical sum for her. She could only coax her father, saying that she could only take it one day at a time in the hospital, which was better than going home to wait for death.

"Alright then, after Dad has had the surgery and recovered, Dad will start over, whether he goes to work or does some small business. I can't let you work several jobs every day anymore."

"That's right, Dad. You can just focus on getting better. Leave the money to me."

"it is good."

"Dad, I'll go get you some hot water to wipe your body."

"it is good."

Xu Zhiyi picked up the water bottle provided by the hospital, turned around and left the ward.

In the smoking area at the corner of the corridor, Xu Zhiyi lit a cheap cigarette. As she exhaled smoke, two lines of tears slid down her face.

Given the current situation, she simply has no way of raising that much money for the surgery.

Are we just supposed to watch our father die?

"Zhiyi, why are you smoking? Put it out."

Her father's attending physician, Jiang Haowen, wearing a white coat and holding a medical book, passed by and saw Xu Zhiyi with tears streaming down her face.

Xu Zhiyi stubbed out her cigarette and wiped away her tears with her hand.

"Dr. Jiang, I'm just feeling down, so I'm having a cigarette now and then."

"Don't worry, if you really can't raise the money, I can ask my good friend Mo Erchen for help. His Mo Group has a charity donation program, and I can help you apply for relief funds."

"Mo Erchen? The president of the Mo Group?"

"Correct."

Xu Zhiyi lowered her eyelids.

She had just fallen out with Mo Erchen and argued with him, so how could he possibly help her?

It is said that the most ruthless people are those in wealthy families. They do charity and public welfare to build a good image for the group. Who would really care about the people at the bottom of society?

"Let's forget about it. Thank you, Dr. Jiang."

Xu Zhiyi didn't want to lower herself to beg Mo Erchen.

She was once a wealthy heiress; she couldn't bring herself to beg others like this.

Besides, Mo Erchen has such a sharp tongue and is so arrogant, she doesn't want to beg him.

She is also a person with pride.

"Then what are you going to do? Your father's surgery can't be delayed any longer. Now is the best time for a heart transplant. How about I mention it to Erchen for you?"

"Really, it's not necessary, Dr. Jiang. I'll figure something out myself."

"Okay, then hurry up. Also, girls should try not to smoke, it will harm their health."

"I understand, thank you, Dr. Jiang."

After Xu Zhiyi finished speaking, she threw away her cigarette butt and went to get water with her water bottle.

Jiang Haowen looked at Xu Zhiyi's departing figure with a pitying expression.

The once proud heiress is now in such a difficult and destitute situation.

He and Xu Zhiyi were high school classmates, so he knew everything about the Xu family.

He also really wanted to help this girl who had fallen to rock bottom.

Just then, my phone rang.

"Haowen, want to go drinking at K Club tonight? I'm a little annoyed."

"Okay, I happen to have something to talk to you about, Erchen."

"See you at the bar later."

"it is good."

Jiang Haowen returned to his office, organized the medical records, and it was time to leave work.

He left the office, went to handle some matters in the wards of several patients under his care, then left the hospital and drove to K Club.