Chapter 185: A Timely Finishing Blow
On the sidelines, Wen Jingxing, who had remained silent until then, suddenly added, “Uncle Xu, you probably don’t know, but the Song family will soon return to how they were before.”
“What do you mean?” Xu Lang furrowed his brows, his expression fierce.
“The Shen family gave the Song clan a generous sum without expecting anything in return, to help them through their hard times. Truly fitting for an entertainment company—money to spare, just throwing it around like that.”
Xu Lang’s face darkened upon hearing this.
“I understand. I’ll help Wan Ning reclaim what belongs to my sister. Thanks for the heads-up, Wen Shao, but be mindful of how you address me. Wan Ning hasn’t married you yet. You may call me President Xu.”
Wen Jingxing, rarely rebuked, smiled politely. “As you say, Uncle Xu.”
For the first time, Xu Lang felt Wen Jingxing was not the aloof figure rumored about but somewhat shameless, to say the least.
He then grabbed the collar of Xu Heqian’s shirt. “As you wish, Wen Shao.”
Only after Xu Lang left did Song Wan Ning feel the dull ache in her head gradually dissipate.
Wen Jingxing turned and noticed Song Wan Ning’s face was unnaturally pale.
Frowning, he thought they could no longer delay a hospital visit. Immediately, he took her hand and said, “Come on, I’ll take you somewhere.”
“Wait, my head still feels—”
Before she could finish, Wen Jingxing swept her up in his arms.
The nearby children, who hadn’t left, burst out in surprise.
“Wow! Hugging and carrying in broad daylight!”
“Oh no! Kids shouldn’t watch! They’ll learn bad habits.”
The car drove straight to the city center hospital. Song Wan Ning looked at the building and asked, “Why are we here?”
“To get you checked.”
“No… that’s not necessary, is it?”
She sounded doubtful herself, for whenever exertion was required, she always felt more exhausted than others.
Her current body was a stark contrast to the one forged like steel in her past life.
She was curious what hidden ailments the original owner might have had.
Once inside, they quickly passed through the fast track and met the doctor directly.
The doctor was a young, handsome man, scholarly in appearance, wearing gold-rimmed glasses.
Wen Jingxing spoke first, “Doctor He, you’re quite busy. Running your family business isn’t enough, so you come to the hospital to help out?”
“Cut that out. Every time I see you, you give me a new title. Last time it was Manager He, now Doctor He,” He Yi replied, eyes fixed on Song Wan Ning. “Are you his wife?”
“No,” Song Wan Ning answered without hesitation.
“Oh, so you’re not Jingxing’s fiancée! Jingxing, you’re bold, sneaking around behind your fiancée’s back.”
Song Wan Ning suddenly realized his refined demeanor was just a façade. “Actually, I’m Song Wan Ning.”
Wen Jingxing added, “Focus on the examination.”
“Ah! So you are his wife! Sorry for the misunderstanding. These are the necessary tests. Just follow the list, and if needed, I can accompany you.”
He Yi handed Song Wan Ning a thick stack of test orders.
Wen Jingxing took her hand to leave. “No need.”
Once outside the room, Song Wan Ning asked, puzzled, “You seem rather impatient with him.”
“Don’t be fooled by his proper act around friends. He’s quite annoying.”
“Oh, he’s your friend?”
“Yes, we grew up in the same place and attended the same school.”
“I see.”
Wen Jingxing had several close friends, though the story seldom mentioned them. He Yi’s family, for instance, was wealthy, managing both medical and commercial enterprises.
After completing all the tests, it was well past two in the afternoon. Song Wan Ning was already hungry.
But she couldn’t eat before finishing all the procedures.
He Yi told her the results would come as early as tomorrow morning, then shamelessly asked for her WeChat.
After adding her, he complained, “Wife, why is your Moments empty?”
“I prefer it that way.”
Wen Jingxing frowned at He Yi’s relentless pestering and pulled Song Wan Ning back to the Prosperous Garden.
That day, Song Wan Ning had nothing pressing and rested in the greenhouse, while Wen Jingxing continued to work.
On the twenty-fourth morning,
Song Wan Ning, after waiting a full day and night, finally received her test results from He Yi. Everything indicated her body was fine.
But Wen Jingxing received a call from He Yi.
As soon as he answered, He Yi asked, “Jingxing, is your wife beside you?”
“She is. What’s wrong?”
“There’s something I need to tell you alone.”
“Why?”
“Well… I think she’d be upset if she heard this.”
Hearing this, Wen Jingxing stepped into the corridor to take the call.
“I’m outside. Just say it.”
He glanced back at the living room, seeing Song Wan Ning peeking in curiously but not coming out.
He Yi’s tone grew serious: “Your wife’s condition is stable, but when I took her pulse the other day and compared it with the test results, it seems she was often poisoned by chronic toxins in the past, slowly damaging her body.”
“The odd part is this: she claims never to have taken medicine or seen a doctor before. So how did the toxins in her body suddenly disappear? Most likely, she stopped taking whatever was poisoning her, and her body is recovering on its own.”
Upon hearing this, Wen Jingxing’s pupils constricted sharply. He turned to look at Song Wan Ning in disbelief.
He Yi’s implication was that the toxins came from the Song family.
As malicious as Song Zijang was, he would never harm his own daughter. The only possible culprit was stepmother Lian Fangfang.
Song Wan Ning shifted from sitting on the sofa to leaning on its armrest.
She looked up with innocent eyes at Wen Jingxing, curious why his expression darkened over the call.
Wen Jingxing, solemn, walked in.
“What’s wrong, Jingxing?” Song Wan Ning asked with concern.
Looking at her obedient demeanor, his heart ached more. “Nothing. Just some employees lost important documents at the company. They’ve been found now.”
He ruffled her hair. “Come on, today we settle the score with that Xu kid.”
(End of chapter)