Chapter 309: Wishful Thinking

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

Zhao Xiumei couldn’t bear it anymore. She had to find fault with that brat.

She ignored everything and pushed the door open.

“You’re just a medical student, what kind of illness can you treat? Hurry up and send him to the hospital. Can you afford to bear it if you delay the treatment?”

She realized that the door was locked from the inside. This brat might be up to no good.

“He’s fine. We’re married, so can’t we spend some time alone?”

Lan Anran opened the door and spoke confidently.

“A man and a woman alone in a room, who knows what shameful things they’re going to do? Don’t tarnish the Lan Family’s name.”

Zhao Xiumei refused to budge.

“Mom! Jinrong is sick and they are married. What can they do in the Lan Family?”

Lan Tingyun believed that his daughter was a sensible and understanding person.

“That’s uncertain.”

Zhao Xiumei sneered and stretched her head to look inside. Lan Anran blocked her view and smiled.

“Grandma, don’t worry, he’s doing well. Please call the ambulance.”

With that, she closed the door.

Mo Jinrong’s illness had temporarily stabilized and Lan Anran had a rough understanding of the situation. She didn’t have any grey pills with her and could only replace them with incense for the time being. However, treating the symptoms wouldn’t solve the root problem and he would still have to be sent to the hospital.

“Since that’s the case, why did she bring him home? What if he dies at home…”

Xu Yanshan rolled her eyes and stopped midway.

She didn’t want to live in a house where someone had died.

“Madam Xu, you should tone things down. You don’t have a feud with Young Master, so you don’t have to curse him, right?”

Mo San couldn’t take it anymore.

“Hey, Butler Mo, you were arrogant when you were pretending to be the young master, so I won’t say anymore. Now that your identity has been exposed, what right does a mere butler have to say such things to me? Your young master is very fortunate. He once jinxed five of his wives, so I can’t make it happen even if I curse him. Don’t you think so?”

Xu Yanshan smiled and Lan Yaxin tugged at the corner of her clothes.

“Mom, don’t say anymore.”

Lan Yaxin didn’t think she could afford to offend Butler Mo. Although he wasn’t Mo Jinrong, if their plan worked and she married into the Mo Family to become the young madam, she would have to maintain a good relationship with the Mo Family. She didn’t want to live in an abyss of suffering in a prestigious family.

Lan Anran took Mo Jinrong’s pulse again and after confirming that he was alright, she opened the door with relief and waited for the doctor.

“Aunt, you’re too kind with your words. If anything happens to Jinrong, it’ll be your fault,” Lan Anran smiled and said.

At this moment, Lan Tingyun came over to check on Mo Jinrong’s condition.

“Anran, what happened? Did you already know about his illness?”

Lan Tingyun looked at Mo Jinrong’s complexion which was better than before. After checking his pulse and confirming that he was alright, his frown eased.

“Dad, it’s an old ailment and isn’t life-threatening. Don’t worry, the doctor will be here soon.”

Lan Anran sighed in relief. It seemed that Mo Jinrong’s illness wasn’t caused by Mo Ying, but by a person called Mo Shengli.

“This child is sick, why didn’t you tell us? If I had known, I wouldn’t have allowed you to marry him.”

Lan Tingyun grumbled. He didn’t want his daughter to become a widow.

“Mr. Lan, our Young Master has had this since he was a child, but it isn’t contagious nor will it get worse. Don’t worry, we didn’t tell anyone before this. His sudden attack was an accident, he will be better after some rest in the hospital,” Mo San said.

Lan Tingyun was just about to speak when the ambulance arrived and several doctors came in to carry Mo Jinrong away.

“Mom, Dad, I’ll go take a look first, don’t worry.”

Lan Anran comforted the two of them before getting into the car with Mo San.

Lan Tingyun sighed from behind and frowned slightly.

“How did such a young body become like this? The Mo Family is too unkind. If it was like this back then, I would never have allowed her to marry.”

Zhao Xiumei wanted to retreat. She pulled Xu Yanshan aside and muttered softly, “Mo Jinrong’s illness might take his life one day. If Yaxin marries over, she might accidentally become a widow. She’s young, what should we do? Why don’t…”

Xu Yanshan seemed to have thought of a plan and she smiled indifferently.

“Mom, don’t worry, it doesn’t matter. It would be better if Mo Jinrong died. Aren’t the Mo Family’s assets all Yaxin’s? If she gets pregnant one day, even if he isn’t around, Yaxin will still be a rich woman. Wouldn’t everything in the Mo Family belong to her and her child?”

Zhao Xiumei thought about it and agreed. If Mo Jinrong died of illness, all his assets would belong to Lan Yaxin and they would benefit from it.

“Yaxin, Mo Jinrong is ill, which is a good opportunity for you. Hurry and make some porridge for him,” Xu Yanshan smiled and said.

….

In the car.

Mo Jinrong lay on the stretcher with an oxygen mask over his face.

“Miss Lan, is Young Master alright?”

Lan Anran nodded her head and smiled.

“Don’t worry, his condition is much better and the problem isn’t with Mo Ying.”

Mo San was a little confused. Did she mean something else?

“Miss Lan, what do you mean? It seems that every time Young Master’s illness relapses, Miss Lan is by his side. Moreover, after treating him for a period of time, Young Master’s condition immediately got better. Miss Lan, do you have any magical medicine? If I have it, I won’t have to trouble you anymore.”

“It’s nothing, I was just taught some local prescriptions in the countryside. I am Jinrong’s wife, so it’s only right for me to do so. I just don’t understand something. Butler Mo has been in the Mo Family for almost 20 to 30 years, right?” Lan Anran asked.

“Of course, it’s been around 20 years. Miss Lan, feel free to ask. I will definitely help you if I can.”

Mo San could tell that she seemed to have some questions she didn’t know whether to ask or not.

“Do you know Mo Shengli?”

Mo San was startled when he heard the name and looked up at Lan Anran.

How did she know this person?

Over the years in the Mo Family, he had almost forgotten about him. Now that Lan Anran suddenly mentioned him, he seemed to have remembered him again.

“Miss Lan, how do you know this name?” Mo San asked curiously.

“It’s nothing, I was just curious about the name when I heard Jinrong mutter it once in a while.”

Mo San nodded, seemingly relieved. He smiled after some thought.

“I think you should ask Old Mrs. Mo about this. After all, I’m the butler and some things aren’t convenient to talk about. I can only say that it’s strange.”

Mo San’s words made Lan Anran even more curious.