From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables

Chapter 602: 309 Heart Punishment (2nd Update)

“That’s good to hear… I don’t know who it could be, daring to do something like that. Rest assured, I’ll make sure there’s a thorough investigation to give you closure.”

“Thank you, Madam,” Ming Jing lowered her head, appearing particularly obedient.

Madam Jiang nodded contentedly, “You shouldn’t try too hard to be strong either. Look how dangerous the situation just now was. You’re just too kind-hearted…”

“Oh, your arm is injured. Let’s go to the hospital right away. You’re such a good child, enduring the pain without making a sound,” Jiang Chunlan said with sympathy.

Ming Jing gave a slight smile, “I’m sorry for scaring you today, Madam. I’ll come to apologize in person later. For now, please excuse me.”

With that, she turned and left.

Shen Zhou nodded slightly and quickly followed Ming Jing.

Jiang Chunlan touched her temple and smiled gently, her gaze falling on the young man in black as she narrowed her eyes.

Zhou Xue walked up to her.

“Who is that young man?”

Zhou Xue glanced over and shook her head, “I’ll have someone look into it immediately.”

“The mysteries around us keep growing.”

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“Ah, I wonder why that child suddenly ran out…” Madam Gao was confused.

“Mom, don’t worry about it.” Charles Gao immediately picked up his coat and went after him.

Jiang Jinchen ran far away, panting, unable to catch his breath, with both hands on his knees as he bent over, gasping for air.

Sweat dripped onto the ground, evaporating quickly under the sunlight.

Charles Gao got out of the car and said, “I know you’re worried about Ming Jing. I’m worried too. Right now, our priority should be to confirm her safety. I’ve been calling her phone, but no one’s answering. We might as well ask your mother, she was at the scene, she should know what happened.”

Jiang Jinchen’s expression stiffened, blue veins bulged on the back of his hands, and he slowly closed his eyes.

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Elsewhere, Qu Feitai wished he could grow wings and fly to Jiangzhou.

He bought a flight to Jiangzhou without stopping, but upon descending the stairs, he realizes something.

What could he do by going there? He would only make things worse, as they already were.

Qu Feitai quickly dialed a number, “Uncle Yun Mo, could you help me with something?”

It was the first time Yun Mo had received a call from Qu Feitai, and he found it rather unusual.

“So, the kid can ask for favors too? What’s up?”

“Just now, an attack occurred in the Jiangzhou Shangdu Hotel, and Ming Jing was injured. Can you help me check whether Ming Jing was injured and who the mastermind behind this is?”

For this level of security, ordinary people could not get involved.

There was a moment of silence on the other end before he replied, “Young Master, if I help you this time, how will you repay me?”

Qu Feitai gritted his teeth, “What do you need me to do?”

“I don’t need you to do anything. The Master and the old man miss you. You should go home and see them.”

“Alright, I’ll wait for your news.”

Qu Feitai hung up the phone. The elevator reached the basement level, and after some hesitation, he still went out.

Just a quick glance would be enough.

After hanging up the phone, Yun Mo immediately called Qu Lanting and recounted the incident, “The situation in Jiangzhou is complicated, with Madam Jiang and the Qinglong Association fighting against each other. This girl named Ming Jing is caught in the middle, in the midst of chaos. Ming Jing’s origin is also unclear, and she seems to be a very mysterious person. However, the young master is completely devoted to her, and I don’t know if it’s a good thing or not. I estimate he’s already on his way to Jiangzhou.”

“The Master’s prophecy is never wrong,” sighed the man on the other end of the phone.

“You should go to Jiangzhou yourself and keep an eye on him. Make sure he’s safe, but don’t interfere in anything else unless absolutely necessary. The Jiangs are a bunch of madmen, and once you get involved, you can’t get away. As for Ming Jing, continue to investigate her background, it’s impossible to have none. As for other matters, just let it be.”

Some things just can’t be avoided.

Like love, death, and… fate.

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The car drove through traffic as Shen Zhou urged, “Hurry up.”

The driver stepped on the gas and sped past the other cars.

Ming Jing shook her head with a smile, “Brother, I’m really fine.”

“You say you’re fine, yet look at this – a large section of your clothes has been burned! If it hurts, don’t keep quiet about it,”

“Really, it doesn’t hurt a bit.” She had only been hit by a few drops of sulfuric acid, after all. And she had experienced pain far worse than that before.

Cao Yue was also in the car, crying incessantly, not knowing if she was frightened or scared.

Shen Zhou glared at her, “Why are you crying?”

Cao Yue immediately stopped crying but couldn’t help letting out a hiccup. She quickly covered her mouth.”Big brother, don’t vent your anger on her.”

“You always think about others, but have you ever thought about yourself? If it had been a little later, you would be in the ICU by now.”

Sulfuric acid can be deadly. With such a strong concentration, if it had touched her internal organs, there would be no need to even send her to the hospital; she could be taken straight to the crematorium.

Shen Zhou couldn’t help but raise his voice a little, his chest heaving rapidly.

Ming Jing still had no emotion, only managing a faint smile. To Shen Zhou, her smile seemed particularly harsh.

“You can still laugh?”

At the driver’s speed, they quickly arrived at the hospital.

Shen Zhou had informed the hospital in advance, and the head of the surgical department personally treated Ming Jing’s wounds.

It seemed a bit overkill, but she was no ordinary person, as she was the sister of the hospital director and could potentially become a major sponsor of the hospital in the future.

Medical research funding has always been difficult to obtain. Now that Ming Jing’s charity foundation has a dedicated project for that, who wouldn’t be envious?

Not to mention, her vision and benevolence are quite rare.

“Sulfuric acid is highly corrosive, but luckily, it only splashed a little and didn’t penetrate deep into the bone. Otherwise, it would have been much more troublesome. To treat the wound, we need to remove the necrotic flesh first. I’ll give you local anesthesia, so it won’t be too painful…”

“No anesthesia necessary.”

Han Ye looked at her in surprise. The young girl’s face was calm, as if she were simply talking about how nice the weather was.

“You…are you sure you don’t want it?”

Removing living flesh is no small matter, especially for such a delicate young lady.

Ming Jing’s gaze fell on the row of medical instruments on the small cart. She picked up the longest one, an 18cm curved surgical knife.

“What are you doing?” Amidst Han Ye’s shocked gaze, Ming Jing held the surgical knife in her right hand and, without any hesitation, sliced into the necrotic flesh on her left arm.

Without even blinking, she removed a piece of necrotic flesh, then a second piece, then a third…

Ming Jing threw the knife into the dissection tray and turned on the disinfectant, pouring it onto the wound.

Han Ye, who had finally reacted, immediately snatched the disinfectant from her hand. “Do you want to die from the pain?”

Fresh wounds coming into contact with chlorine dioxide were like dry firewood meeting with a roaring blaze.

Ming Jing smiled and said, “Doctor, can I get your help now?”

Han Ye looked at her as if she were a madwoman. “In all my years as a doctor, I’ve never seen anyone like you. Are you lacking pain nerves, or is your inner strength just that great?”

Ming Jing said, “I just don’t want to waste time.”

Anesthesia dulls the senses, but she needed to remember the pain clearly, serving as a constant reminder to her.

“Really…” Han Ye twisted open the iodine bottle, dabbing it onto a cotton swab and gently wiping the wound. “This won’t be as irritating. I’m really impressed by your resilience.”

Thinking of how merciless Ming Jing was when she cut out her own necrotic flesh, Han Ye couldn’t help but shudder.

Being ruthless to oneself is the true measure of ruthlessness.

This young lady seemed gentle, but her inner strength was fierce.

“By not showing mercy to yourself, you might leave a scar. It’s too unsightly for a young girl to have scars. Later, come to the plastic surgery department, and we’ll do laser scar removal for you.”

After bandaging the wound, Ming Jing smiled. “Thank you, Doctor.”

“Remember to come back in three days to change the dressing, and don’t let the wound get wet…” Han Ye muttered a string of instructions, but Ming Jing turned and left.

Han Ye touched the bloody surgical knife, muttering, “What a ruthless girl!”

As Ming Jing walked out of the treatment room, Cao Yue and Shen Zhou immediately approached her.

Ming Jing said to Cao Yue, “You were scared today too. I’ll have the driver take you home. The police may want to ask you questions later, just tell them what happened.”

Cao Yue reluctantly left, glancing back every few steps.

Ming Jing and Shen Zhou slowly walked outside. Shen Zhou said unhappily, “You still have the energy to think about others? Can you put some thought into yourself for once?”

Ming Jing shook her head. “Big brother, she suffered on my behalf.”

To outsiders, this seemed like an attack on Cao Yue, but in reality, the attacker was targeting Ming Jing.

If Cao Yue had really had an accident and Ming Jing had stood idly by, all of her charity work would dissipate like smoke at the moment when a life was lost in front of her.

The public wouldn’t listen to her explanations; they would only see that someone was hurt in front of her. If she could control public opinion and reveal that the attacker was actually after her and that Cao Yue was innocently caught in the crossfire, she would be even more defenseless. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

A wicked person could drop their butcher’s knife and become a Buddha on the spot.

But a good person is not allowed to have any blemishes, even in self-defense during a crisis, which would also be seen as an evil act by the public.

The person behind all of this clearly understood human nature.

They knew that Cao Yue’s microphone was broken, so Ming Jing would give her own to her.

Moreover, they knew she would risk her life to save Cao Yue. The sulfuric acid was indiscriminate, and injuring Ming Jing would fulfill the attacker’s wish.

It was a truly ruthless plan, striking both physically and psychologically.