Rebirth of the Evil Mother-In-Law

Chapter 44 – She Wasn’t Upset At All. Quite the Contrary, She Was Pleased By The Development (3)

Jiang YaGe had tried very hard to cover up for Wang Xiao. Sharing a secret and staying inside the same room day in and day out, the peculiar air between the two was obvious even through the surveillance video. Jiang YaGe had also forbidden others to clean her room recently. All she said was she could take care of her own room and she didn’t want to increase the work of the servants.

With his uninjured hand, Wang Xiao taught Jiang YaGe how to use the pistol – there were more physical contacts during these lessons. Even through the camera, it was obvious that Wang Xiao’s possessiveness toward her was growing by the day. Jiang YaGe, who was usually very sensitive to these things, was very blinded this time and had no idea about it at all. She only thought of Wang Xiao as a friend, even though Wang Xiao would cross the friendship line and stroke her hair occasionally.

That’s right. She had always boasted that she was a friend of Wang Xiao and she wanted to help him.

Her ability to completely overlook the truth had thoroughly impressed Fang JunRong. She questioned Jiang YaGe’s faithfulness to her son. She wasn’t upset about it though; quite the contrary, she was happy to see that. She felt that Jiang YaGe probably also possessed the buff to lower one’s intelligence. Wang Xiao was plenty mighty when plotting against one’s family, covering every single detail. But now, in front of Jiang YaGe, he behaved like an idiot. He let Jiang YaGe treat him with basic first aid skills and completely forgot that he shouldn’t delay seeking treatment for his wound.

Perhaps that was what love was.

Unfortunately for them, their days in paradise didn’t last too long. Jiang YaGe wasn’t a professional nurse after all. All the treatment methods that she had applied on him were from Baidu. She had no experience taking care of a wound and didn’t even apply basic disinfection. Wang Xiao finally succumbed to an infection and ran a high fever.

Jiang YaGe was very worried. She had tried fever reducers, putting cold towels on his forehead, etc. Nothing worked. Wang Xiao was running such a high fever that his face was beet red. Jiang YaGe didn’t want anything to happen to him, so she gritted her teeth and decided to take him to the hospital, even if that meant she’d alert others.

Once Jiang YaGe had made up her mind, she was very proactive. She put on a cap, a mask, and a pair of shades on Wang Xiao and helped him up with difficulty. Luckily, even though Wang Xiao was half-conscious from the fever, he was still able to regain some consciousness when she had woken him up and worked with her. Otherwise, it’d be quite difficult for Jiang YaGe to pick him up by herself.

She tried her best to not make too many noises and was pleased that the Li’s didn’t have too many helpers, thus reducing the chances of someone being alerted. The mansion, however, was big and any amount of noises would be amplified. Jiang YaGe had always wanted to live in a large house as it would give her the illusion that she was a princess. But now, she was worried the entire time and felt that the way to the front door was so incredibly long. Time seemed to be crawling.

She had finally reached the door when she heard footsteps and a sluggish voice.

“YaGe, what are you doing?”

At the same time, the chandelier was turned on.

The sudden light hurt Jiang YaGe’s eyes and she closed them reflexively. She felt that her heart almost leapt out of her throat.

She opened up her eyes. Under the light, Fang JunRong had a superior coldness in her look. She was already over forty years old but didn’t have any wrinkles that belonged to her age. Her face was smooth and clear like a porcelain art.

Startled, her grip loosened and Wang Xiao fell directly onto the floor with a loud “BANG”. It sure sounded like that would hurt a lot. His injury was most likely worsened by that fall.

Fang JunRong’s lips tightened – she wondered if that Wang Xiao had fractured a bone or two? Would he be able to save his arm?

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Translator’s rambling: White lotus’s intelligence notwithstanding, I’d be more worried about explaining about the corpse should the guy die in my house… =.=