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

Seeing that her mother was angry, Huo Sijing moved closer to her and said, "Mom, my sister is really something, she always makes you angry."

Seeing how sensible Huo Sijing was, Huo's mother became increasingly angry at the thought of Huo Xiaoyu, her anger surging. "Don't mention that brat to me. I shouldn't have brought her back in the first place. She's always making me suffer. Jingjing, you're so much better."

Huo Sijing smiled, a fleeting hint of smugness in her eyes, which quickly turned into a wronged expression.

"Mom, don't say that. No matter how good I am, I'm not your biological daughter. If it weren't for your pity and letting me stay, I don't know where I would be now. Mom, I'm very grateful to you, so I don't hold grudges against Xiaoyu and me when we have our little squabbles. I'm afraid Xiaoyu will feel resentful."

"What! That brat bullied you again? What do you mean by biological daughter? I raised you myself, you are my own daughter. Just wait until I get back, I won't cut off her allowance."

Seeing that she had achieved her goal, Huo Sijing began to talk about another matter, "Mom, this Miss Song has only been enrolled for a few months, yet she was able to be cured by my eldest brother. It's fine if she really is cured, but I'm afraid she might have taken some kind of drug because of a bet."

Mrs. Huo frowned and asked in confusion, "What do you mean by 'injected medicine'? It's only natural to give injections to treat illnesses and save lives. Hasn't your older brother's leg improved?"

Huo Sijing hesitated for a moment, then bit her lip and said, "Mom, I've told you, please don't be angry, and don't mention it to anyone else."

"it is good."

“Mom, I’m also a medical student. I know that there are many miracles in this world, but not every miracle can be encountered. Miss Song has only been studying medicine for a few months. Even if she has gained the favor of Master Jing, she has only been studying medicine for a short time and has not even mastered the basics. I’m afraid she might use special drugs.”

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Huo's heart immediately jumped, and she quickly asked, "What is a special medicine? Jingjing, tell me in detail."

Huo Sijing: "Mom, I just heard it. You're not taking it seriously. I heard that some shady people often have a kind of medicine that can cure any disease after a period of time. But it also has another name."

Mrs. Huo, feeling uneasy, swallowed hard. "What does 'meaning' mean?"

Huo Sijing leaned close to her ear and whispered, "A final burst of energy before death."

"what!"

Mrs. Huo was shocked and pushed her away abruptly, her eyes wide with horror. What did she mean by "a final burst of energy before death"? Her son was so young, how could he possibly have a final burst of energy before death? It was utter nonsense.

Huo Sijing comforted her, saying, "Mom, don't worry too much. Miss Song probably wouldn't use such a heinous drug. Although it can make a person recover from an illness in a short time, after a few months, the person's organs will fail and they will die. That's what they call a 'last gasp before death.' I've only heard about it. After all, those people are not people we can get close to. Only people of Miss Song's second brother, Song Yanzhou, are qualified to get close to them."

Mrs. Huo stood there, stunned and motionless, her mind filled with the phrase "a final burst of energy before death."

Upon reflection, her son's legs had been crippled for three years, and he hadn't been able to stand up for three years.

I've seen all the famous doctors and had all the surgeries imaginable.

All to no avail. This inexperienced young girl actually claimed that she could make her son stand up again in just one month.

So weird.

That's incredible.

She didn't actually use that kind of drug, did she?

In order to win the bet with Jiang Qianyun, she came up with this extreme method.

No, no, she would never allow anyone to hurt her son.

Watching her mother hurry upstairs, Huo Sijing smiled contentedly and casually picked up a strawberry to eat.

Brother, why did you have to stand up for no reason?

Isn't life in a wheelchair good?

**

Huo Xiaoyu arrived at Song Shuyue's place, where a corner was planted with sunflowers.

The two sat on a bench.

Huo Xiaoyu was somewhat downcast and lowered her head.

Song Shuyue: "Your relationship with your parents is very bad?"

Although she probably already knows, sometimes it's still necessary to give the person in question the right to speak.

Huo Xiaoyu looked up, sighed, and looked at the sunflower with eyes full of loneliness and helplessness.

“Song Shuyue, I envy your family. Your parents are very good to you, and your brothers spoil you. Your family atmosphere is very good. But my parents treat me like a thorn in their side. In their eyes, I am just a country bumpkin who causes trouble all day long, doesn’t know manners, and is spoiled and willful. That year, I was just over ten years old. They found me and said that I was their biological daughter. I thought they would treat me very well. I grew up with my grandmother and have no parents. I long for them to love me like everyone else.”

As Huo Xiaoyu spoke, tears streamed down her face, and Song Shuyue handed her a tissue.

After wiping away her tears, Huo Xiaoyu continued, "But when I came back, I found out that they already had a daughter. I, their biological daughter, was just a figurehead. Nobody liked me except my older brother. Huo Sijing was always targeting me, and my parents only beat and scolded me. Sometimes I think, if I hadn't come back, would I be happier now? But then I think, if I hadn't come back, I wouldn't have met my older brother, and... you."

Song Shuyue patted her shoulder and stood up. "Huo Xiaoyu, love and hate are human nature, but if we always reopen these bloody wounds, only we will suffer. Loving yourself is the only right way. If they don't like you, then you don't need to please them. Just do what you want to do."

Huo Xiaoyu saw Song Shuyue's back reflected in her eyes, smiled with relief, and stood up.

With a hearty shout, she exclaimed, "Ah! You're right, live life however you want! I don't need any love. I'll treat those who are good to me a hundred times better, and I'll make sure those who aren't good to me suffer too!"

Song Shuyue nodded. "Let's go. Your old man will definitely be looking for you again. He said you've been working really hard lately and he praised you in front of me."

Huo Xiaoyu touched her nose, a little embarrassed, "He actually praised me? It's already a miracle he didn't scold me."

Song Shuyue glanced at the time. "You can go by yourself. I need to go to the Duan family."

Huo Xiaoyu, puzzled, asked, "The Duan family?"

Song Shuyue nodded, "I promised Mr. Duan that I would check on my mother's condition for him today."

Huo Xiaoyu held her hand and warned, "Then you have to be careful. I heard that Duan Muqing's mother is suffering from madness. She's not thinking straight and her mind isn't clear. You'd better stay away from her. No, it's best not to take care of her. She's Jiang Qianyun's aunt. The two families are relatives. Why would you take care of their family?"

Song Shuyue: "I promised them, so I have to go."

**

Duan Muqing had been waiting at the door for a long time, and when she saw Song Shuyue arrive on her bicycle, she immediately went up to her.

"Miss Song, you've arrived. Please come inside."

Song Shuyue: "Thank you for your help."

Duan Muqing led her into the Huo family home. As soon as they entered, Song Shuyue frowned slightly, as large swaths of purple bouquets were dazzling.

A gentle breeze carried the fragrance of flowers to her nose, causing her to furrow her brow and cover her nose with a handkerchief.

Duan Muqing was puzzled, thinking that there was some strange smell on her. Just as she was about to ask, she heard her say, "It's nothing, I just don't like the smell of these flowers."

Duan Muqing suddenly realized, "I'm so sorry, Miss Song, please come inside."

"Ah."

As they walked, Song Shuyue asked, "What's the name of this flower? Its fragrance is so strong."

Duan Muqing replied with a smile, "This flower is quite rare. My father brought it from a close friend abroad a few years ago. He said it was a newly cultivated variety with only three petals, so it's called 'Zi San Hua' (子三花). The name is quite unique. Although the fragrance can sometimes make people dizzy, my mother likes it so much that she has been growing it ever since."

Song Shuyue took another closer look, but without getting a closer look, she couldn't see the specific appearance clearly. However, she had never heard of the name "Zi San Hua" before.

Is it a newly developed variety?

She smelled it and asked why it smelled so much like broccoli, but the color was more purplish, which didn't match the characteristics, although the smell was extremely similar.

The fuzz orchid is a highly poisonous flower.

"Miss Song, please sit down and have a cup of tea. I'll have the maid go and check if Mother has woken up yet."

"Ah."

Song Shuyue took a sip of tea and sat quietly in the living room to wait. Duan Muli was playing with a teddy bear when a man in a black suit strode in.

Duan Muli rushed over, overjoyed, and shouted, "Dad, Dad, play with me, Dad, play with me!"

The man impatiently shoved him away, saying in an extremely unfriendly tone, "Get lost, get out of here. I don't have time to play with you, get lost."

Duan Muli, frightened, hugged his toy bear and ran behind Song Shuyue.

Upon seeing that there were outsiders present, the man's expression stiffened, and he coughed twice.

It was as if he was explaining his behavior just now.

"I'm exhausted after a long day, I really don't have time to play with you. Go find Uncle Butler first, and Dad will play with you tonight."

Before Duan Muli could finish speaking, he stood behind Song Shuyue, staring blankly at the teddy bear in his hand.

"Who is this?"

Just as Duan Ru asked the question, Duan Muqing returned and introduced, "Dad, she is a distinguished guest I invited, Miss Song Shuyue, who is a renowned doctor."

Song Shuyue stood up, her gaze cold and aloof. "I dare not accept such praise."

Duan Ru frowned slightly. "A miracle doctor? Son, have you been scammed? She looks young, and she knows medicine? There are all sorts of swindlers on the streets these days. You'd better be careful."

Duan Muqing: "Dad, don't talk nonsense. Miss Song is a distinguished guest I invited. Mother has woken up, go and see her."

Duan Ru was still worried and looked at Song Shuyue.

“Little girl, my Duan family is not a place for you to swindle and cheat. If you have no ability, then get out of here. I can let it go now, but if you disturb my wife later, then don’t blame me for being impolite.”

Song Shuyue said coldly, "Whether I have the ability or not is none of your business. I'm not here to see you for your illness."

There's no such thing as elders to Song Shuyue; she is the elder, and in a sense, she's on the same generation as their ancestor.

"You!" Duan Ru was speechless after being rebuked.

"You little brat, you're really quick-witted. I think you're a liar. Someone, throw her out, quick!"