The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

"Hello, it's me, Ma Juncai. My mother is sick and needs to be taken to your hospital. I wonder if it's convenient for you?"

When Ma Juncai heard that Song Shuyue had asked him for help, he was overjoyed. "Of course it's convenient, of course it's convenient. My uncle is the hospital director and the most famous doctor. He can guarantee that he can cure Madam Song. Where are you now? I'll come and pick you up right away."

Song Shuyue gave him the address and told him to be sure to arrive in ten minutes. Ma Juncai then immediately drove there.

Upon hearing Song Shuyue's plea for help from Ma Juncai, An Linsheng, who was sitting in a wheelchair, instantly turned grim, a murderous glint flashing in his eyes.

An Qiqi said stiffly, "Yueyue, I know you care about your mother, but she needs treatment right now. They are all foreign doctors. Please have them take her in for treatment quickly. Every minute of delay is a minute of life-threatening danger."

“What does a little kid know? If your mother dies, it has nothing to do with our hospital.”

"That's right, you're still so immature. Hospitals are places for saving lives, not for causing trouble. Someone, quickly take the patient to the operating room and leave her alone."

At An Linsheng's signal, the doctor was about to push Song Xueer into the operating room.

Song Shuyue took out a dagger from her pocket, broke it open, and lengthened it, instantly turning it into a sharp blade.

"Give me your claws, and try touching any of my people again, or I'll kill you."

"Oh no, she has a knife! Everyone run!"

When the surrounding patients saw that Song Shuyue was holding a knife, they all ran away in terror.

An Linsheng angrily cursed, "Damn it, you unfilial daughter, are you trying to kill your mother? You, you... Everyone, ignore her, quick, take my wife in for treatment, she won't do anything."

An Linsheng was certain that Song Shuyue was just faking it and trying to scare people, so he immediately directed the doctor to step forward.

Hearing that the people around him were going to call the police, An Linsheng hurriedly explained, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. It's not what you think. My daughter has had mental problems since she was a child. She has a mental illness, but she wouldn't dare to hurt anyone. She wouldn't dare. Please don't call the police. This is a family matter."

An Qiqi bit her lip. "Sister, do you really want Mom to die? She's your own mother! You're so heartless! Get out of the way! The doctor needs to save her; you can't stop him."

"This little girl is crazy, she won't let the doctor save her mother, what kind of child is she?"

"Yes, this kind of child shouldn't have been born. They have no conscience."

"They won't even let the doctors save the patient. If this continues, the patient's life may be in danger."

"Child, that's your own mother. Even if she's done something wrong, you can't let her die."

People around her began to accuse Song Shuyue, one after another.

An Linsheng roared furiously again, "What are you all standing there for? Hurry up and save my wife! Don't worry about her, hurry up!"

He then glared menacingly at the group.

Having received the order, the group could only walk towards Song Shuyue.

Song Shuyue's cold and disdainful gaze fell on An Linsheng; these little tricks were no match for her at all.

He strode up to him, swung his hand, and the knife slashed open An Linsheng's arm, blood gushing out instantly.

"Ah! Murder! Murder!"

"Ah, call the police! Call the police!"

The people around scattered in panic, and some quickly took out their phones to call the police.

Seeing this, An Linsheng ignored the wound on his arm and once again pressured the doctors, saying, "What are you all standing there for? Save my wife! Hurry up and get her into the operating room."

Song Shuyue's eyes were cold, and her tone was sharp, "Let's see who dares. Anyone who comes forward, I'll kill them."

An Linsheng was almost furious. "You, you, you unfilial daughter, are you trying to kill your mother?"

An Qiqi was surprised that Song Shuyue actually dared to make a move. She quietly picked up an item from the side and was about to strike Song Shuyue on the head.

Song Shuyue kicked her away, yelling, "Ah, my stomach!"

An Qiqi was in so much pain that she couldn't get up, and An Linsheng hurriedly checked on his daughter.

Song Shuyue kicked over his wheelchair.

"You bastard, Song Shuyue, you'll die a horrible death, you'll die a horrible death!"

Seeing how eager they were to get Song Xue'er to the operating room, Song Shuyue suspected there was something wrong with the hospital.

Damn it, they even schemed against the Song family.

When Ma Juncai arrived, he saw Song Shuyue stepping on An Qiqi and An Linsheng and running towards her.

"Song Shuyue, I'm here. Where's your mother?"

Song Shuyue looked at the person behind her, "Ma Juncai, consider this time I'm getting rid of you as a favor I owe you."

Ma Juncai ordered his men to take Song Xueer away, saying, "What are you saying? We're classmates and friends."

Ma Juncai frowned as he looked at the suspicious-looking doctors in front of him and asked, "What do you do? Are you doctors at this hospital?"

Upon hearing this, the doctors turned and ran, just as the police arrived.

Song Shuyue: "I suspect they are not doctors, but criminals. They just attacked my mother."

An Linsheng struggled to his feet, his face slightly pale. How could this be...?

How could she know.

His fierce gaze was fixed on Song Shuyue.

She can't stay; this wicked girl can't stay.

Song Shuyue didn't even glance at them before striding away and getting into her car. Ma Jun had just hung up the phone.

"Your mother has already received treatment, so don't worry."

Song Shuyue: "Thank you, Ma Juncai."

Ma Juncai scratched his head sheepishly, "By the way, what just happened? Was that your father on the ground?"

Song Shuyue sighed, took out a lollipop and put it in her mouth. The refreshing sweetness suppressed the anger stuck in her throat.

"Is he highly regarded by the outside world?"

Ma Juncai nodded. "Your father is a very famous gentleman in Qing City. Everyone says it's hard to be a live-in son-in-law, but he proved with his actions that true love is invincible."

Song Shuyue sneered, "To put it bluntly, he's just a gigolo, a penniless young man who climbed up to a rich girl, secretly keeping a mistress, and trying to seize the family property."

Upon hearing this, Ma Juncai's eyes widened in shock. "Is...is this true?"

Despite his high reputation and refined demeanor, Mr. An is actually quite despicable behind the scenes.

The police informed Song Shuyue that the people had been caught and were indeed imposters, but they couldn't get any information out of them. They only said that they wanted money, which is why they thought of stealing organs from patients.

Song Shuyue, of course, didn't believe these lies. "An Linsheng, you want to play so badly? Then I'll play along with you."

Looking at her slender figure, Ma Juncai thought she must feel very wronged and helpless!

Of all the people who have experienced this, she must be the one who suffers the most.

She was still a young girl who had just come of age.

An Linsheng!

What a hypocrite!

Upon arriving at the hospital, Song Xueer's surgery was over. The diagnosis was poisoning, but fortunately the amount was small, and she would wake up in a few hours.

[Song Shuyue, the daughter of the Song Group, obstructs treatment despite her mother's comforting words]