Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

Even after hearing the news that her son was ill, Yuan's mother not only did not feel a trace of distress, but flatly denied it: "What did you say? No, it's impossible!"

"This is the hospital's checklist. I don't need to lie to you." Chu Yao said calmly.

Although Yuan's mother has no education, she still knows the characters.

She read the checklist at a glance, and it clearly stated that Yuan Jiaxiang, male, 41 years old, suspected of intracranial tumor...

The following pictures are the results of brain CT and MRI. Tumors are divided into benign and malignant. Unfortunately, Yuan Jiaxiang got a malignant tumor.

This tumor is unlikely to be cured, but with aggressive treatment, one can live for three to ten years.

She stared at Yuan Jiaxiang's face, trying to find any trace of lying, but she failed.

How could Yuan Jiaxiang get sick? How dare he get such a serious disease?

If he gets sick, wouldn't it cost a lot of money to treat him?

Why hasn't he thought about what to do with his old mother and sister at home? Who will support them?

For a moment, Yuan's mother was so confused that her wrists were trembling.

The checklist fell down and floated to Lin Yichen's floor. Chu Yao went to pick it up, but unexpectedly heard a dull sound behind him.

Immediately, she felt the back of her head start to feel cold. She subconsciously touched it with her hand, and her eyes were filled with bright red.

Mother Yuan's lips were still trembling, and she didn't seem to realize what she had done. She watched helplessly as her son's body fell backwards and hit a pool of glass shards on the ground.

The noise was so intense that it directly attracted Chen Peiwen who was outside the door.

She originally thought something had happened to her aunt, but unexpectedly, the person who fell to the ground was Yuan Jiaxiang!

"Aunt, this... what's going on? It's you..." She stared at Yuan's mother's hand in surprise.

She hadn't been gone for long, and there was no other person in the room. Yuan Jiaxiang couldn't just hold a glass to the back of his head, could he?

Mother Yuan took her hand back as if she was electrocuted, and said with a wince: "I didn't mean it, I didn't mean to do anything, it wasn't me, it wasn't me..."

Chen Peiwen didn't have time to discuss this with her. She quickly pressed the call bell and checked Yuan Jiaxiang's injuries.

The glass cups used in the hospital were made of thick materials. This also caused a large bump to bulge directly at the area where Yuan Jiaxiang was hit, and there were still fine glass shards around it, which shocked Chen Peiwen.

When Yuan Jiaxiang fell, he used his left hand to protect his head, and there were a lot of glass shards on the back of his hand.

Fortunately, this is a hospital, and the nurse arrived in time, but she was shocked when she saw the miserable scene on the ground, and quickly called her colleagues and doctors to come over.

Several doctors couldn't help but look at Yuan's mother. If I remember correctly, the old lady should be the mother of the person lying on the ground, right?

How could he be so ruthless? Is he his own child?

Mother Yuan was flustered by what they saw, so she simply pulled up the quilt and covered her face.

But Chu Yao did not lose consciousness, but looked at the farce like a spirit body.

Although she did not use the checklist to convince Yuan's mother, the task itself was to find the props and use them to convince Yuan's mother. As long as this action was completed, it was over, and there was no need to actually convince Yuan's mother.

And because Yueyue helped her reduce the pain to the lowest level, she doesn't feel it at all now.