Chapter 974 — Gritting Her Teeth
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"Use mine!" Feng Xiaoxiao forgot all about being angry with Wei Zhao and held out her phone to Chen Xi.
Seeing the anxiety in Chen Xi's eyes, Feng Xiaoxiao seemed to recall her own rather lonely and sorrowful childhood—how desolate it was, with no mother at one's side.
"There's no need to call for help. It's no use sending her to the hospital. Don't waste your money." Wei Zhao glanced at Chen Xi's mother and spoke flatly.
The vitality in Chen Xi's mother was fading fast—for all intents and purposes, she was beyond saving.
"Ah!" Hearing Wei Zhao's words, Chen Xi's expression froze for an instant, and then the tears spilled over. She threw her arms around her mother and burst into loud sobs. True, she had passed her sixteenth birthday that very day, but she was still a fragile girl. She had long known her mother would soon leave her, yet she had never imagined it would be this soon!
And when her mother had collapsed, a shred of hope had lingered in her heart, a prayer that her mother would wake once she reached the hospital. But Wei Zhao's single sentence had come down on her like a bucket of cold water poured over her head, plunging Chen Xi into despair in an instant...
For a moment she felt utterly helpless, not knowing what she should do. All she could do was hold her mother and weep, and only that could release the grief inside her.
"What kind of person are you? Is that any way to talk?" Wei Zhao's words drew the waiter's indignation. "Who do you think you are? You can decide life and death with one sentence?"
Wei Zhao turned and gave the waiter a mild look. The man had a good heart; from first to last he had never shown the slightest contempt for Chen Xi and her mother, and so Wei Zhao would not take his anger out on him. His words now were merely the righteous fury of a man who did not know the truth—why would Wei Zhao hold it against him?
Seeing Wei Zhao turn toward him, the waiter gave a start. He remembered that Wei Zhao had already driven off the man who had made all the trouble, and a flicker of fear rose in him. But Wei Zhao's words really had been harsh, so the waiter only took one step back and stubbornly pressed on: "Don't listen to his nonsense—get her to the hospital, quick! I'll call the ambulance!"
"Wei Zhao, is she really beyond saving?" Feng Xiaoxiao had learned, from the time Wei Zhao saved her own life, that he knew medicine, and she could not help believing what he said, so she asked.
By then Wei Zhao had already laid his hand on Chen Ma's wrist. Without bothering to explain further to the waiter, he said only to Feng Xiaoxiao, "Advanced liver cancer. What do you think sending her to the hospital would accomplish?"
"That..." Feng Xiaoxiao's expression froze at once. Cancer—one of the terminal diseases of the century! Even someone with no knowledge of medicine, upon hearing the word cancer, would essentially conclude that the person had already been sentenced to death!
"Ah!" Wei Zhao's words left Chen Xi stunned, her eyes wide and fixed on Wei Zhao without a blink!
"Don't listen to his nonsense. The moment he opens his mouth he says someone has cancer—how could that be?" Seeing that Wei Zhao not only refused to help make the call but stood there recklessly delivering verdicts about people, the waiter grew furious. "You helped them just now, so why are you acting like this now?"