Accidentally Married to the Big Shot

Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Assassination Attempt Chapter 220: Chapter 220 Assassination Attempt She didn’t know why she didn’t move.

Perhaps it was the kidnapping she had experienced in the UK, or maybe it was seeing Gu Wei’s fearlessness and bravery in trying to save them, charging forward without regard for his own life.

The man in front of her was just an ordinary man whose hostage-taking seemed to be his first time; not only was he clumsily panicking, but he also seemed scared, acting with a do-or-die mentality.

“Yang Zhengcheng, calm down,” Su Meixi shouted at him, “Do you have any demands? If you have any demands, please tell me; I’m your attending physician!”

Yang Zhengcheng’s bloodshot eyes were fixed on Su Meixi as he angrily said, “What’s the use of finding you? Can you waive my medical fees? Can you pay off my debts for me? You hospitals only know how to squeeze the hard-earned money of us farmers, and you doctors only care about kickbacks and red envelopes. Just staying a few days in the hospital costs thousands of yuan. Do you even understand what it means to save the dying and heal the wounded?”

Su Meixi felt wronged; she had never accepted red envelopes and knew that Yang Zhengcheng was not a charity case, so she had already provided him with the most cost-effective treatment possible.

Moreover, he was staying in a four-bed room, which was the cheapest ward.

Seeing that Yang Zhengcheng’s knife was getting closer to the nurse’s neck, the young nurse, terrified and pale, struggled continuously, while Yang Zhengcheng, due to nervousness and fear that the nurse might break free, held his knife even closer, looking like he was about to slash at her throat…

It was at this moment that Su Meixi suddenly yelled out, “Is it just the medical fee that you can’t afford? I’ll pay it for you!”

His grip on the knife relaxed a bit as Yang Zhengcheng looked at Su Meixi, “But I don’t have the money to repay you.”

“I don’t need you to repay me; I’ll settle the hospital’s payment right now!” She took out her phone and said to Yang Zhengcheng, “Give me a payment code, and I’ll transfer about the 7,000 yuan that you need to pay the hospital.”

Yang Zhengcheng said, “But I still have a debt. I’m a migrant worker and came to work on a construction site with fellow villagers. For several months, he hasn’t paid my wages. I also have a son at home who needs treatment, and I’ve already borrowed tens of thousands of yuan. Out of desperation, I borrowed money from another fellow villager, not knowing he was a loan shark. Now with compounded interest, the debt has ballooned to 200,000 yuan. Where am I going to find the money to repay it? I don’t even want to live anymore; I just need to kill someone to take the fall!

Why is it that you people can live carefree, with cars and houses, while we migrant workers have to live in debt, even borrowing money to treat our children or else they die?”

At this time, the dean and head of the department arrived.

Yang Zhengcheng’s mood had stabilized a bit, as he was purely venting, but when the dean and others arrived, his psyche became twisted again.

He looked at the corpulent and clean dean, then glanced at his own skinny arms, and immediately felt the disparity between the rich and the poor.

To make matters worse, upon arrival, the dean had even said, “No matter what, there is no justification for killing. Think about your son at home; do you want him to carry the stigma of having a murderer for a father?”

Yang Zhengcheng was officially enraged.

“Do you think I want to? Some people say we don’t work hard enough, that we deserve our poverty, but I do work hard. I wake up before dawn every day to work, willing to do any heavy or exhausting job. Why can’t I even save my son’s life? Why should I be drowning in debt? What does it matter if I am labeled a murderer as a father?”

Seeing that Yang Zhengcheng was about to stab the nurse in the neck again, Su Meixi quickly cried out, “Stop, do you have a debt of 200,000 yuan? I’ll repay it for you!”

Yang Zhengcheng looked at her incredulously.

Su Meixi had lived at the bottom for a long time, and she could tell that Yang Zhengcheng’s affection for his child was not deep; his so-called rescue of his son was just to fulfill his duty as best he could, and if not, so be it. A true loving father would never be indifferent to his child’s reputation and well-being; he was purely after money.

She said to Yang Zhengcheng, “Release the person, and I’ll pay off the debt for you!”

“Do you think I’m stupid?”

She pulled out her phone and said, “I can pay off the 200,000 yuan for you because that’s all I have left. If you don’t believe me, then take me hostage, and I’ll settle the amount right in front of you, okay?”

Yang Zhengcheng was still skeptical but slightly loosened up, after some thought, “Fine, then come here.”

She finally released the nurse, who was so frightened that her legs went weak, and a male doctor quickly supported her.

But now, Su Meixi was taken hostage.

Su Meixi pulled out her phone and said to Yang Zhengcheng, “Give me your account number, and I can pay off the debt for you right now.”

Yang Zhengcheng’s knife-wielding hand was tightly wrapped around Su Meixi’s neck, while his other hand held the phone, displaying the payment code.

Su Meixi said, “Lower your hand a bit; I can’t see.”

After hearing her, Yang Zhengcheng lowered his hand a little.

The self-defense techniques Gu Wei had taught her flashed in Su Meixi’s mind, and now Yang Zhengcheng had loosened his grip somewhat.

Now was her chance!

She suddenly grasped Yang Zhengcheng’s wrist and twisted it; his knife instantly fell to the ground.

At that moment, she could have run away.

However, the young nurse who had just been held hostage suddenly rushed out, holding a stool.

The young nurse felt guilty for being replaced by Su Meixi, worried that Su Meixi would die because of it, so she rushed out anxiously to save Su Meixi.

But she was too hasty.

And with her weak strength, as she rushed over, she inadvertently blocked Su Meixi’s escape path.

Su Meixi bumped into her, and the two of them fell down together.

Yang Zhengcheng, however, had already caught up from behind. Not having received the money and also being outmaneuvered by Su Meixi, all his resentment was now directed at her. He picked up the knife and with a swift motion, stabbed towards her.

Even though the dean and the male doctors managed to subdue Yang Zhengcheng on time, Su Meixi was still injured.

She had been stabbed in the shoulder, and the blood wouldn’t stop.

Her colleagues immediately administered emergency aid upon seeing her condition.

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Su Meixi felt as if she was dying from the pain, but she didn’t faint right away.

As the blood flowed out, she felt her energy slowly dissipating.

A colleague unlocked her phone with her fingerprint and called Su Qiang, as “father” was the note beside his name, and he was the most recent call.

Su Meixi was taken into the emergency room, and she heard the doctors inside say that she needed an immediate blood transfusion.

Su Meixi’s blood type was AB, and there wasn’t enough of it in the blood bank; they needed someone with the same blood type to donate.

It was at this moment that she gradually lost consciousness.