The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

Chapter 151: The wealthy eldest lady who was wrongly held (8) 2200+ words

  Chapter 151 The wealthy eldest lady who got wrong (8) 2200+ words

  Su Qinghuan didn't expect to bump into such a scene when she came back!

  Sitting in the medical ward filled with the smell of disinfectant, she couldn't help but feel a little grateful when she looked at the thin-looking woman on the bed.

  ——Fortunately, I changed my mind and came back temporarily, otherwise Su Ruyu might die in that tube building!

  Su Qinghuan was the daughter of the genius doctor Wangchengu in the last plane, and her own medical skills are naturally not bad. She took Su Ruyu's pulse and probably knew what was going on.

  Su’s mother has been working hard to raise her daughter over the years. She left the fruit stall early and returned late. Sometimes she couldn’t pay the tuition and even went to sell blood, so she was left behind.

  It is difficult to be cured by taking western medicine and performing surgery alone. It needs Chinese medicine and appropriate dietary prescriptions to slowly recuperate.

   "Hey, Tong'er, you said that if I had money now, it would be fine."

  Su Qinghuan frowned. She did not have ready-made acupuncture materials, nor did she lack Chinese herbal medicines that could strengthen Su Ruyu's foundation.

  Those big tonic items are very expensive. Su Qinghuan roughly estimated that even if she sold the house where Su Ruyu lived, she would not be able to raise such a large sum of money.

   "Host, a penny can stump the hero, I will sing a cool song for you."

"roll!"

  The main reason is that the time is too rush, and the college entrance examination is still three days away. Su Qinghuan has to worry about the college entrance examination and cannot go to work now.

  If you use legal means to get money, it is actually as difficult as going to the sky. If you have more time, Su Qinghuan is not in a hurry to prove his strength.

   "The family members of the patient in Room 102, please come out and pay an advance payment of 5,000 yuan."

  Su Qinghuan nodded, and she took out all the notebooks that her adoptive mother had saved. There were about twelve thousand left on it, and she could cope with it in the hospital for two days.

   "Okay, I'll come over now."

  Who knows, the woman on the sick bed seemed to have heard their conversation, and woke up slowly, and the thin arm, which was as thin as a dry wood, grabbed Su Qinghuan.

   "Qinghuan, why are you back? Are we in the hospital?"

  The sick woman looked at Su Qinghuan lovingly, her expression a little flustered.

  Su Ruyu is less than forty years old, but her face is a little sallow, and she looks very haggard.

  Even if the heavens gave a good skin bag, the skin tone became dull and the corners of the eyes were wrinkled because of the hard work of these years.

  That’s why Song Qianqian was so afraid of recognizing the Su family. If she was no longer the daughter of the Song family and lived in the Tongzilou, she couldn’t imagine what she would be like when she was poor.

  ……

   Seeing her adoptive mother trying to sit up, Su Qinghuan was shocked when she saw it, and quickly pressed her with a serious face.

   "Mom, don't move, just lie down and take a good rest. I will pay you a deposit and then come back and talk carefully."

  "Advance payment? I want to be hospitalized?"

  Su Ruyu was shocked and she was not a stupid person. Seeing Su Qinghuan still wearing a half-new school uniform and messy hair, she guessed that her daughter might have been driven out by the Song family.

  When she was a babysitter in the Song family, Su Ruyu discovered that the Song family was actually not good to Su Qinghuan, which made Su Ruyu feel very sorry for this daughter.

"Qinghuan, you told your mother the truth, did you quarrel with the Song family? The college entrance examination is about to go, go back to the Song family! Don't make trouble! Mom is in good health, I have nothing to do, don't waste it in the hospital It's money."

  Su Ruyu was afraid that she could not afford this disease, and if she ran out of the last savings in her family, who would pay for Su Qinghuan to go to college?

  She felt very guilty. Her biological daughter Song Qianqian became a beautiful lady, and if Su Qinghuan was driven out, she would have to live in poverty with her. When she thinks of this, her heart feels astringent.

   "Mom, I won't go back to Song's house. I am not happy there, I just want to follow you."

  Su Qinghuan put it lightly, overwhelming everything with only three words unhappy.

  But Su Ruyu is not easy to fool. She swept through the bandaged wound on the girl's arm, and she was shocked.

   "Qinghuan, what happened to your hand?"

  Perhaps it was because those people at the Song family turned a deaf ear to her injury. At this moment, seeing Su Ruyu's scorching expression, the little fox's throat couldn't help but feel sore.

  Su Qinghuan took a deep breath and smiled hard.

   "Mom, I'm fine... I just accidentally scratched, I have been on medicine."

  In fact, Su Ruyu is worse than the original owner. He raised another's daughter by mistake, and was hated for a lifetime, and could not die well.

  The Song family saw Su Ruyu so unhappy, it was because they felt that Song Qianqian was well-trained, but the original owner was too ordinary.

  They directly counted the sequelae of holding the wrong child on Su’s head, but they forgot that this incident was originally an accident!

  ……

  Su Ruyu was a little doubtful whether Su Qinghuan was injured in the Song family, but she could only sigh when her daughter did not want to mention the Song family.

  Su's mother looked sad, and put her hand on Su Qinghuan's palm a little anxiously.

   "Qinghuan, if you don't go back to Song's house, what will you do if you go to college?"

   "There must be a way before the car reaches the mountain, Mom, don't worry about me, now the student loan is convenient, and I have the hands and feet to earn money while studying."

  Su Qing smiled happily, but Su Ruyu was extremely sad. It was obvious that she had such a good background, but she was embarrassed by herself.

  Su Qinghuan was afraid that Su Ruyu was thinking too much, so she quickly calmed down.

   "Mom, the doctor said, you have to think less, so that the illness will get better soon. I will pay for it, and I have to take the college entrance examination in two days. You must cheer up."

  ……

  Su Qinghuan finished paying the hospital advance payment, and found that the savings at home were only a few thousand large, which really made the scalp numb.

  ——If the root cause of the foster mother is to be completely eliminated, the money for the medicine alone will cost 700,000 to 800,000 yuan.

  Is there any legal way to make so much money in two or three days?

  Su Qinghuan thought for a long time, and inexplicably came the face of the boy she met at the Shenghao Hotel in her mind. She could see that the other party should be very rich.

  That suit jacket, I’m afraid it’s also custom made.

  Su Qinghuan was not too frantic enough to sell other people’s clothes. She thought about some pharmacological knowledge of her last plane, and quickly wrote down two lists.

  ……

  One hour later, Su Qinghuan appeared in the largest Chinese medicine shop in City A.

  In the past, the original owner heard from the Song family that this pharmacy has a big background, and there are many valuable and rare medicinal materials in the market.

   "Little girl, are you here to buy medicine?"

  Su Qinghuan nodded, and handed over the name of the medicinal material he wanted to catch Su Ruyu.

   "Yes, do you have these in the store?"

  The senior pharmacist saw the rare medicinal materials above, and his eyes widened. Some things are available in the store, and some need to be adjusted outside.

  "Little girl, these medicinal materials may be worth 500,000 yuan. Do you have so much money in your hand?"

  He saw that Su Qinghuan was wearing a white-washed school uniform, and he couldn't help but belittle it.

  Su Qinghuan coughed lightly and gave him another list.

   "Ask your shopkeeper to come out and take a look. This prescription list should be worth more than two million yuan. I want to use this prescription to replace the previous medicinal materials."

  The senior pharmacist didn't even look at the content above, and threw the paper on the ground mockingly, with contempt in his eyes.

   "Little girl, are you brain ill? Come to our world medicine store to fight the autumn wind? Are you afraid of being beaten out?!"

  Su Qinghuan frowned, unexpectedly this pharmacy had such a bad attitude.

  She pursed the corners of her lips, trying to pick up the prescription to find another master, but before she bent down, someone picked up the piece of paper first.

  A cold voice came.

"why you?"

  (End of this chapter)

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