“How dare you curse my aunt —” Yan Yan turned around and glared at Ning Chenxi. “Did you hear what she said? She cursed your mother! Are you going to take this evil woman’s side?”
Ning Chenxi was sick with concern. Glaring at Yan Yan, he said impatiently, “Shut up!”
Meanwhile, Young Master Ba had begun to treat Mrs Ning, who had passed out in the carriage.
“Mrs Ning isn’t going to make it.” Young Master Ba shook his head, the look on his face grave. “Five of her ribs are broken, her heart is punctured, the baby has suffered from the severe impact, and she’s bleeding out… this is too severe, I…”
Young Master Ba blanched. Which should he treat first? The ribs, the heart, the baby, or the hemorrhage… this was impossible.
As soon as he lay Mrs Ning flat, he realized with shock that —
“She… she’s not breathing…
“And I can’t find her pulse…”
In a matter of minutes, Mrs Ning had drained of all color and her face was ghastly pale. She had lost all signs of life…
“We… we’ve lost her… she’s gone…”
Blood covered Young Master Ba’s hands and he looked defeated. He turned to Ning Chenxi and said apologetically, “… I’m sorry, but Mrs Ning was too badly injured. I think you should start to prepare for her funeral…”
Mrs Yan was stunned!
Yan Yan’s eyes were wide open as well!
Ning Chenxi stared at his mother in disbelief. This wasn’t happening… It couldn’t be…
All this happened in a matter of minutes; it was too quick…
Ning Chenxi wouldn’t believe it. He rushed to Mrs Ning’s side to check her breathing… and there was none! Her pulse… was gone as well! Grabbing Young Master Ba by the collar, Ning Chenxi yelled, “How can she be dead?! How?! Why can’t you save her? Save her!”
Mrs Yan burst into tears. That was her own sister. She couldn’t be dead! No…
Staring at Young Master Ba, she said, “I don’t believe you! She can’t be dead! She was alright just a minute ago! She said she could treat my sister, why can’t you?”
Mrs Yan pointed at Feng Wu. “The symptoms she described were exactly what you told us, but she said she could cure her!”
Young Master Ba glared at Feng Wu, vexed. “You said that?”
Feng Wu nodded and said calmly. “I did.”
“Are you insane?!” Young Master Ba glowered at Feng Wu. “She has five broken ribs and a punctured heart, which are enough to kill her. Together with the metrorrhagia, what can you possibly do to save her?”
Feng Wu smirked. “I can do it.”
“Bullshit! Even my grandfather can’t do that, not to mention a callow girl like you!” Young Master Ba was wild with rage.
He then turned to Mrs Yan and Ning Chenxi. “Are you going to listen to an ignorant girl like her? Who’s the medicine refiner here? She or me? Mrs Ning is beyond saving and my skills have nothing to do with it!”
“Your grandfather would never have given up before even trying, nor would he make excuses for himself. I feel sorry for him for feeling apologetic toward you. As a matter of fact, you’re not worthy to be his grandson!” Feng Wu gave Young Master Ba a stern glance.
Ba Jianming eyed Feng Wu ferociously, his face scarlet and his eyes spitting fire!
“Who on earth are you?!”
Feng Wu snorted. “It doesn’t matter who I am. What matters is that I can cure Mrs Ning and you just killed her.”