“Madam Cheng was rushed to the local hospital. The doctors were also helpless because they knew about Madam Cheng’s condition. Finally, Madam Cheng woke up before she entered the operating room. However, she could not get out of bed, and she would have seizures. The hospital thought it was strange, so they checked her body and realized that the bullet in her brain had shifted.”
“Is that really a blessing in disguise?”
It felt like a myth. After a long while, she sighed softly. “People have always created miracles, not God.”
As a doctor, Jiang Yao was familiar with how amazing a person’s brain structure was. The bullet in Madam Cheng’s brain was in the most dangerous part of her brain, and it could take Madam Cheng’s life at any time.
It seemed like the young nurse had accidentally thrown Madam Cheng off the bed, causing the bullet in Madam Cheng’s brain to move out of the danger zone as well.
That blessing in disguise was not only for Madam Cheng, who had regained hope for a new life but also for the young nurse who had taken care of Madam Cheng. If Madam Cheng had not been so lucky as to fall and cause a miracle, she would have died under normal circumstances. If Madam Cheng had passed away because of that, the young nurse would have been killed in Cheng’s hands.
The young nurse was lucky that Madam Cheng had woken up.
“Do you want to see her?”
Lu Xingzhi said, “The possibility of her being your biological mother is higher than Mrs. Sun’s. After the results were out, Madam Cheng requested the operation herself. The success rate for the operation is as high as 30%. Therefore, Madam Cheng asked for the operation, and it is scheduled for the morning of the day after tomorrow.”
The success rate was only 30 percent, and there was still a 70 percent chance of failure. She might get some injuries to her brain nerve, and in the worst-case scenario, she could die on the operating table.
Lu Xingzhi told Jiang Yao the time for the operation so let her know that she did not have much time to think. If the operation failed, Madam Cheng could die, and she would never get another chance to see Madam Cheng, who was most likely her biological mother.
“I don’t know.”
Jiang Yao bit her lip. She knew that Madam Cheng was Xie Qiuran, but she did not know how to face her.
Lu Xingzhi lowered his head to kiss her as he looked at her bitten red lips.
“I’ll go with you.”
Lu Xingzhi did not want Jiang Yao to have any regrets. Since she was hesitating, it was good that he had made that decision for her.
Sometimes, guilt could be the most difficult thing to endure after death.
Once a person died, there was nothing they could do to change anything.
Lu Xingzhi said, “My people learned that another person tried to visit Xie Qiuxiang in the prison where Madam Cheng was held. The prison guards identified her as Mrs. Sun. I replaced the paternity test results in the Jindo City hospital, so she might have wanted to get a sample from Xie Qiuxiang and do another test with you. She probably thought Xie Qiuxiang must be your biological mother even if the fool was not your father. She probably thought that—”
Jiang Yao knew what Lu Xingzhi meant. Mrs. Sun probably thought that she was the result of Xie Qiuran’s affair with another man.
