Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious Chapter 372: What Goes Around, Comes Around

Chapter 372: What Goes Around, Comes Around

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In the hospital, one of the general hospital wards was currently in a state of chaos, drawing the attention of patients and their families from the entire corridor. w.a.n.g Song was lying on the hospital bed, letting out guttural screams.

“What are you doing?! Let go of him!” w.a.n.g Qing shouted as she lunged forward, attempting to grab the nurses. However, she was held down by other nurses and was rendered immobile, forced to watch as the doctors began to disconnect various medical instruments from w.a.n.g Song.

“Starting today, the patient will be transferred to a general ward and medication will also cease. If you want to continue using medication and equipment, pay up immediately. You’re already a week overdue on your payments.” the doctor announced sternly.

Collapsed on the ground, w.a.n.g Qing was inconsolable. She said, “No, no! Don’t stop Song’s medication, he’ll die if you do, he will die!”

But no one had any sympathy for w.a.n.g Qing.

The doctor turned back, looking down at w.a.n.g Qing disdainfully, and said, “Someone like him dying would actually be a service to society. Besides, it’s not that we refuse to treat him, it’s that you refuse to pay. Madam Rong, have you forgotten how you arrogantly burst into my home half a year ago? Do you remember the cruel things you said to my daughter? All 1 can say is that this is karma. You brought this upon yourself!”

w.a.n.g Song had always been an evildoer. Ironically, his chief physician happened to be the mother of a woman he had once toyed with.

The chief physician’s daughter had suffered from depression and attempted suicide twice, nearly leaving her for good. She had long harbored thoughts of revenge but never expected that w.a.n.g Song would bring this upon himself. His body was now completely broken, and he was essentially a cripple.

Without any explicit attempts at revenge on the chief physician’s part, w.a.n.g Song was bound to suffer by simply following the rules.

Jolted by the chief physician’s reminder, w.a.n.g Qing seemed to remember something. Half a year ago, w.a.n.g Song had gotten into trouble. He had slept with a woman after a night of drinking, and the incident was exposed to the media. w.a.n.g Song had almost been arrested. That family had refused any private settlement and insisted on pressing charges.

w.a.n.g Qing couldn’t recall what she had done back then. She vaguely remembered that she had gathered a group of people to break into the chief physician’s home, smashing everything and physically threatening the family, leaving only when the girl was about to jump off the building. The incident was later hushed up and now, the chief physician was that girl’s mother.

At that moment, w.a.n.g Qing felt like biting her own tongue off. She thought, ‘How small could this world be? d.a.m.n it!’

Grinding her teeth, w.a.n.g Qing looked up at the chief physician, her face a portrait of pitiful helplessness. “Doctor, Song needs his medication. You can’t mix personal vendettas with professional duties!”

“Personal vendetta? Hah, hardly. People like you don’t even deserve my gaze.” the chief physician sneered. “Don’t worry, once the money is paid, treatment will resume. If you can’t pay, then go ahead and pray to the G.o.ds for help. Or perhaps you can gather a few dozen people to threaten my family again. I’ll be waiting for you.”

With that, the chief physician left the room, leading the group of nurses away.

w.a.n.g Qing, her face filled with despair, picked herself up from the ground and sat beside the hospital bed. She stared at w.a.n.g Song, his entire body wrapped in bandages, her eyes swollen red.

The Rong family was now in dire straits, drowning in debt. Even their factory had been mortgaged, leaving only a sh.e.l.l of a company. Her stash of private savings was long depleted. She couldn’t think of a way to get the money.

Wiping away her tears, w.a.n.g Qing was heartbroken.

Two nursing a.s.sistants were carefully turning w.a.n.g Song on his side..