Chapter 24: Su Nianzhi Is Going to Die?

Su Nianzhi collapsed on the ground, blood pooling in front of her.

“My Zhizhi!” Wang Guifang let out a heart-wrenching wail.

“I’m going to get Dr. Feng!”

Su Zhewen didn’t even bother putting on his shoes before running out the door.

“What happened? Wasn’t she fine just last night? Why is she vomiting blood now? My poor Zhizhi, what a hard life!”

“Mom, the floor is cold. Hurry and put her on the bed.”

They placed Su Nianzhi on the bed. Seeing how deathly pale she was, Wang Guifang didn’t even know where to place her hands in panic.

“Second son, is Old Feng here yet?”

Su Zhewen sprinted all the way to Dr. Feng’s house, pounding on the door.

“Open up, Uncle Feng! Uncle Feng!”

From inside came the creaking of a wooden bed—he must’ve gotten up.

“Zhewen from the Su family? Is that little girl sick again?”

“Hurry, Uncle Feng, my sister’s vomiting blood!”

This time, Dr. Feng didn’t dare delay. He grabbed his medicine box and headed out.

Su Zhewen thought he was walking too slowly.

“Sorry, Uncle Feng.”

He hoisted Dr. Feng onto his back and bolted like a whirlwind back home.

Dr. Feng felt like his internal organs were getting scrambled.

“Urgh—”

Back at the Feng household, Mrs. Feng had thrown on a coat and was muttering, “That Su girl is coughing up blood? That’s serious. Could it be she won’t make it?”

Dr. Feng finally arrived at the Su house, suppressing his nausea.

“Mom, he’s here!”

As soon as Dr. Feng entered, he was met with the smell of blood and saw the pale little girl lying on the bed.

“What happened? Wasn’t she getting better before? Why’s she suddenly vomiting blood?”

Wang Guifang’s eyes were red from crying.

Su Erhe tugged on his wife’s hand. “Let Old Feng take a look first.”

Dr. Feng stepped forward, took Su Nianzhi’s wrist, his brows alternating between tight frowns and slight relaxation.

He let out a long sigh.

“This girl’s vital energy has been damaged. Only a hundred-year-old ginseng can save her now.”

“If you don’t have one, you’d better start making preparations.”

As soon as Wang Guifang heard that, she fainted on the spot with a “thud.”

“Mom—Mom!”

“Sis… Uncle Feng, please save my sister!”

Dr. Feng sighed helplessly. “I’ll prescribe something to keep her stable for now. Wild ginseng won’t cut it anymore—you’d better find a way, quickly.”

Old Man Su looked utterly devastated, holding Wang Guifang with bloodshot eyes.

Su Zhewu’s face was grim. “Uncle Feng, thank you.”

He still needed to go find the ginseng for his sister. He couldn’t afford to collapse.

“Alright, Su Zhewu, come with me to get the medicine.”

Watching Dr. Feng’s retreating figure, Su Zhewu said, “Dad, take care of Mom and Zhizhi. I’m going to find the medicine.”

Old Man Su waved a hand. He looked at his wife and daughter, his wrinkled face soaked with tears.

——

The next morning.

The entire village was talking—Su Nianzhi was done for. She had coughed up blood.

Su Dahe, who was about to head to the fields, staggered back home in shock.

Even a grown man like him was on the verge of tears.

“Lanying, that Zhizhi girl might not make it!”

Huang Lanying hadn’t even left the house yet. She jumped when she heard that.

“What nonsense are you talking about? Didn’t I just see that girl recovering the other day? Pah, jinxing her like that.”

Su Dahe, in a panic, threw down his hoe.

“The whole village knows. They say Dr. Feng saw her and said only a hundred-year-old ginseng can save her. They’re saying it’s that Lu family girl’s fault. I’m going to tear that family apart!”

Seeing how detailed he was being, Huang Lanying yanked off her apron.

“Let’s go, let’s check on the second household first.”

One look and she burst into tears and ran out of the Su house.

She went straight to the Lu family’s door and started cursing—viciously.

Still not satisfied, she fetched a bucket of manure and splashed it all over the Lu family’s door.

“You murderers! You killed my niece and are still hiding inside? I’ll curse you all, you black-hearted witches!”

Now the entire village was convinced—

That little Su girl was dying.

Sun Daniu sat at her doorstep, drooling, eyes filled with glee.

That little b*tch is dying.

Zhang Wenliang also heard the news and thought of that beautiful face—it felt like a waste.

But he was even more relieved that he hadn’t married her.

Where would anyone even find a hundred-year-old ginseng?

“Big brother! Big brother, something bad happened!”

Early that morning, Chen Wei had biked to the county. After dragging Er Laizi back the day before, Qin Xiaoyun had returned to the county.

Chen Wei had just gotten up, ready to go for a walk, when he heard the news that Su Nianzhi was dying.

He shuddered in shock.

This couldn’t be happening. Su Nianzhi was his big brother’s beloved!

He didn’t even have time to change clothes, grabbed his bike, and pedaled like mad toward the county.

He almost set the road on fire.

At the Public Security Bureau, he flung the bike aside and rushed in, stumbling all the way.

“Big bro, come out quick!”

Qin Xiaoyun had been in the back discussing things with Xiao Chen when he heard Chen Wei’s shouting.

He walked out of the inner room with a dark face.

“What is it?”

“Big bro, you need to go back—Su Nianzhi is dying.”

What?!

Qin Xiaoyun’s mind buzzed. He strode forward quickly. “Who’s dying?”

“Su Nianzhi! Big bro, let go, that hurts!” Chen Wei grimaced, trying to pry off Qin Xiaoyun’s iron grip.

God, his life was about to end.

Qin Xiaoyun tasted blood in his mouth, his fists clenched tight.

“What happened?”

Chen Wei immediately spilled everything in one breath. “A hundred-year ginseng isn’t something you can just find!”

After hearing it all, Qin Xiaoyun had only one thought in his mind—

A hundred-year-old ginseng.

Xiao Chen came over from behind. “Old Qin, if you really need century ginseng, I might know a way. But it won’t be cheap.”

Qin Xiaoyun’s eyes lit up.

“Money’s not a problem.”

“Alright, wait here. I’ll make a call.”

Qin Xiaoyun leaned against the wall, face dark. Just thinking about that shameless woman being the cause of all this made rage boil inside him.

He wouldn’t let her off.

——

Elsewhere, Su Zhewu arrived at a small courtyard in the county.

“Master Shan, I really need a century-old ginseng to save a life. Please help me. I agree to go to Yangcheng with you.”

The middle-aged man exhaled a puff of smoke.

“Zhewu, hundred-year ginseng isn’t easy to get. Are you sure? If you go with me, you won’t be back for years.”

Su Zhewu nodded firmly. “I agree.”

“Alright then. I’ll try. Don’t worry—your sister is my sister. I just need a good helper. If you follow me and work hard, we’ll make a fortune.”

Back at home, Su Nianzhi had no idea that the world outside had already been turned upside down for her.

Her mind was foggy, and she felt like her soul and body were starting to float away.

Could she really be dying?