The rebirth of the wealthy, the daughter of the richest man turns evil

Wen Shulu got out of the car and saw the old man lying in front of the car, frowning: I didn't hit him.

Wen Shuqing looked at the crowds of people and was reluctant to get off the bus, but because she was worried about her brother, she got off anyway.

Wen Shulu stepped forward: "Uncle, are you okay?"

The old man, who was about sixty years old, was lying on the ground, pointing at Wen Shulu and crying out in pain: "Ouch... Ouch... Someone's been hit to death, someone's been hit to death..."

When the people around heard the sound, they gathered around like spectators and looked at the old man on the ground: "Is he really going to kill someone?"

The place was immediately crowded with people pointing and talking at Wen Shulu.

The bodyguards were already protecting Wen Shulu, looking very arrogant.

Wen Shujin then got out of the car. Her beautiful appearance stunned everyone present. She was more beautiful than the big stars on TV.

Wen Shujin walked forward and asked softly, "Uncle, where did you get hit? Can we take you to the hospital right away?"

Wen Shulu looked at Wen Shujin: "Sister, I didn't hit him."

A woman about the same age as the old man jumped out, fell on top of the man, and roared, "You hit someone, and you still say you didn't hit him! Don't you rich people care about our lives?"

As she spoke, she began to cry. The woman looked to be in her forties or fifties, dressed simply, and her crying was very contagious. The people around her were infected by her emotions and looked at Wen Shulu and Wen Shujin with resentment.

The old man seemed to be cooperating with the woman's performance and fainted. The woman desperately shouted: "Old man, don't die, you've hit someone to death, you've hit someone to death..."

The crowd, who were originally shocked by Wen Shujin's appearance, were brought back to their senses by the shrill scream.

Someone once said, "What's the point of being good-looking? You might be vicious at heart."

The people around had originally leaned towards the gentle Wen Shujin, but when they heard someone say this and saw the old lady crying miserably, they all fell silent.

Someone who was busy with fussing stood up and said, "You hit someone and you still don't admit it? You have no conscience!"

Seeing someone talking, some people also accused him: "Yes, you see, this couple has gray hair on their temples, they must have lived a miserable life. They hit someone and refused to admit it. It's clear that they are trying to evade responsibility."

A man in a suit looked Wen Shujin and the others up and down with an air of superiority, and snorted coldly, "I'm afraid it's some rich young master speeding on the road. You rich people don't take the lives of ordinary people seriously at all."

There was a sudden discussion around, with people pointing fingers at Wen Shujin and the others.

Others said, "I don't think this lady is a bad person."

Someone nearby scoffed, "Would a bad person have bad words written all over their face? It's obvious she's a corrupted noble lady. She's good for nothing except her face."

Wen Shuqing, who was standing by, heard them talking about her brother and sister like this and immediately became angry and loudly defended herself: "My sister is not a noble lady who has been corrupted. She is very smart and was admitted to HU University at the age of sixteen."

After saying this, she puffed out her chest, saying that her sister was the pride of their family.

Everyone fell silent when they heard the word HU. The best university in the world cannot be entered just by having money. One needs to pass written tests and interviews. The exam level is very difficult. In the whole Jing'an, there are tens of thousands of applicants every year, but only two are admitted.

People seem to have a natural filter for people with high education, and they look at Wen Shujin with a hint of respect.

Seeing that the people around her seemed to be wavering, the woman cried out loudly, "Old man, if you die, what will happen to us, an orphan and a widow?"

She raised her head with tears in her eyes: "Please have pity on us. We were about to retire at this age, but who would have thought that our son would get seriously ill. My husband and I can only work day and night to earn money for his medical expenses. We also have 80-year-old parents who need our care. Wuwuwu..."

The old man closed his eyes and his face turned pale. The woman's miserable cry and weather-beaten face seemed to express a thousand words.

The people around them immediately started to speak in one direction: "These two are too pitiful."

The man in the suit stood up again: "Oh, so what if you have a high degree? It doesn't represent a person's character."

When the people around heard this, they felt that what the man in the suit said made sense: "Yes, academic qualifications are not character."

Seeing this, the woman smiled secretly in her heart, but she still looked pitiful on her face and struck while the iron was hot: "Old man, if you die, I will bring my son and parents to find you, wuwu..."

There were constant voices of accusation around, and Wen Shuqing was about to explode with anger. He pointed at the couple and was about to scold them, but Wen Shujin gently patted his raised hand.

Wen Shujin quietly looked at the two people on the ground and reminded them with a smile: "This is the driveway, and the traffic light and crosswalk are still ahead. How did you two stand here and get hit by a car?"

Everyone was still angry just now, but they reacted after hearing what was said. Yes, this is the driveway and the sidewalk is in front, so why did they get hit here?

The woman was stunned at first, then she cried, "My old man works day and night, and his health is getting worse. He accidentally fell just now."

Wen Shujin continued in a soft voice: "Since this gentleman is in poor health and we can't predict his movements when driving, how can you say that we are bullying you?"

The people around thought about it too. It seems that the driver cannot be blamed. The lady is so gentle and doesn't seem like the kind of arrogant rich person.

Wen Shujin continued, "I obtained a medical certificate in the United States, so I can help this gentleman."

As he spoke, he stepped forward and squatted down. He first used his hand to check for breathing and then pressed his pulse with his fingers: "Shu Lu, bring me the medical kit in the trunk."

Wen Shuqing heard: "I'll go."

Everyone was stunned by Wen Shujin's smooth operation and watched her check quietly.

Wen Shujin first measured the man's blood pressure, then took out a stethoscope and listened to the old man for a while, then nodded continuously, as if he had heard something.

The woman felt a little guilty, but she had already made up her mind that if the girl said that her old man was fine, she would cry and say that she was deliberately denying it and trying to escape responsibility. Then she would not be able to explain herself no matter how many mouths she had.

Wen Shujin put down the stethoscope and looked at the woman seriously: "Your husband's breathing is very weak. If this continues, he may stop breathing. It seems that he needs emergency treatment."

Wen Shujin's eyes were stern and his face was filled with anxiety, frightening the woman to the point that she thought something had really happened. She looked at him blankly, "How do I give her first aid?"

There was a buzz of discussion around: "Do you need artificial respiration?"

"Wow, this girl is so beautiful, isn't she..."

"This is life-saving, what are you thinking about!" Someone kindly stopped them from imagining too much.

For a moment, everyone stared at Wen Shujin, wondering what she was going to do.

Wen Shujin took out a set of knives from the medical box. There were more than a dozen knives in total, large and small. Everyone's eyes widened. Is he really a medical student?

Wen Shujin picked up a knife and said, "This gentleman's trachea is blocked by the blood flowing in. I will cut it open to let the blood out." As he spoke, he was about to cut the old man's throat with the knife.

The woman was shocked and thought something was wrong. She looked at Wen Shujin and held the old man tightly in her hands: "What are you going to do? You don't want to kill my husband. Everyone, please save my husband. This little girl wants to kill someone." She raised her head and looked at everyone crying.

The people around looked at each other, not knowing what to do, and no one stepped forward.

Wen Shujin looked at the woman and said, "Don't you want to save your husband? I'm performing emergency treatment, and family members are not allowed to interfere. Who can hold the family members back?"

Then he looked at the people in the crowd fiercely: "Weren't you very righteous just now? Why didn't you pull the family members away? Don't worry, the person is dead, I will pay with his life, everyone is here to bear witness."

Everyone was startled by Wen Shujin's eyes. The woman who had been so gentle just now was looking at them so seriously at this moment. Her eyes were like a hunting lion, which was frightening.

Seeing that no one around him left, the man in the suit stepped forward and helped the woman up: "Auntie, don't get excited. Let's observe first. If your husband really has a problem, let her take the responsibility."

Everyone around nodded and said, "Yes, if something goes wrong, let her take responsibility."

Wen Shujin glanced around, picked up the knife and started cutting the old man lying on the ground. The old man's body was shaking, his forehead was sweating, and his hands were clenched into fists. Everyone around was looking at Wen Shujin nervously, so naturally no one noticed.

Wen Shujin looked around: "I will cut open the trachea later, it may be very painful. Without anesthesia, if you move around, it is easy to cut the large blood vessels and bleed to death. Who of you will hold the person down?" After saying that, he glanced at the old man who was already sweating like beans.

A man volunteered: "I'll do it." Then he came and held the old man's head and shoulders.

The woman shouted, "No...no...my old man..." She quickly stopped talking and didn't dare to say anything else.

Wen Shujin then picked up the knife and prepared to cut the man.

The old man looked at the scalpel that was getting closer and closer and screamed, "Murder, murder." Then he struggled violently and pushed away the man who was holding him down. Wen Shujin had already stepped aside and looked at the old man who stood up.

Everyone around was stunned. The man in the suit was the first to react: "Are you guys out to extort money?"

Looking at the lively old man, everyone finally understood: "Are you blackmailing me?!"

The old man froze, looking at the knife slowly approaching. He was so scared that he could only stand up: "I just suddenly felt uncomfortable, and now... Ouch..." Then he covered his head and cried out: "My head hurts."

The kind-hearted man who had just held him down was shaking with anger: "You are lying. How could you get hurt with such great strength just now?" He was pushed away, how could he not know how strong this old man was?

The old man saw that he could no longer pretend, so he quickly pulled his wife up and prepared to escape, but was surrounded by the crowd.

"Call the police!" The people around knew they were being used, and they were naturally furious. How could they let them go?

The couple lowered their heads, wanting to leave but unable to, and really didn't know what to do.

Wen Shulu and Wen Shuqing breathed a sigh of relief. These two were really good at pretending. Wen Shulu was just about to order his servants to call the police.

"Pa pa——" Everyone heard the sound and looked towards the source of the sound.