chapter 2 She won't survive twelve o'clock

On the train bound for Josebatt City.
Michael squinted out of the window, lost in thought.
When his mother was buried, he was unable to arrive at the scene. This time he visited his mother's grave, which was a load taken off his mind.
Fiona, the mother of Michael, did not let him return to the Leach Family, saying that it was to protect him, but in Michael's heart, returning to the Leach Family to clear his mother's name had always been his wish.
But he could not go back to the Leach Family so openly yet.
After all, the Leach Family was a behemoth in Red Dragon Country, and careful preparations were needed to completely crush it.
Michael's eyes flashed with determination.
Buzz, buzz...
The phone vibrated.
Line connected.
There was a cold but pleasant voice on the other end.
"Did you die somewhere else? Why aren't you back yet?"
"I lost the ticket I bought before, so I got another one and will get off the high-speed train at 11 o'clock."
"Immediately take a taxi to Josebatt City's Traditional Medicine Hospital after getting off the train. I must see you standing at the gate of the Traditional Medicine Hospital before noon!" The voice was cold and unquestionable.
"Josebatt City's Traditional Medicine Hospital? Why are you going there suddenly?"
"What else to do there? The old madam is in the hospital, and everyone has to go visit her."
"Isn't the old Madam in good health? Why is she hospitalized?"
"Clack!"
Before even Michael had finished speaking, the phone hung up.
He frowned and stuffed his phone back into his pocket.
It only took 20 minutes to take a taxi from the high-speed rail station to the Traditional Medicine Hospital.
At the entrance of Josebatt City's Traditional Medicine Hospital.
"Isn't anyone here yet?"
Michael glanced left and right, then reached into his pocket and took out a pack of seven dollars cigarettes. He lit it and took two puffs. Just as he exhaled the smoke, a rush of footsteps was heard coming from behind him, and a familiar fragrance penetrated his nose.
Michael put out his cigarette and turned around.
Standing behind him was a young and beautiful woman.
The woman was dressed in professional attire and had long hair reaching her shoulders, fair skin, red lips, and white teeth. She looked very beautiful.
Her name is Isabella Scarlett.
Michael's wife in name only.
She was very beautiful and was a well-known beauty in Josebatt City. Many people thought that she would marry Mr. Moore of the Moore Family, one of the four young masters in Josebatt City, and become the daughter-in-law of the Moore Family. However, they did not expect old Mr. Scarlett to force her to marry Michael, a poor boy with nothing before he passed away.
No one knew Michael's origins, and even with his identity as the abandoned young master, only a few people knew about it.
This caused some nosy people to begin guessing the reason.
The biggest rumor was that old Mr. Scarlett was indebted to Michael's father, and old Mr. Scarlett wanted to repay the favor.
But to give up the wealthy Moore Family to repay a favor and ruin the future of the Scarlett Family? How stupid!
So the Scarlett family hated Michael, and Isabella also hated him.
Isabella didn't care about Michael's life experience. What she cared about was whether her man was a man among men!
It had to be said that Michael was very talented.
But he was an absolute waste.
Apart from doing some simple housework at home and cooking some edible meals, Michael knew nothing and was not even qualified for a simple job.
He rarely went out and rarely talked to others. No matter who insulted him in the Scarlett Family, he ignored them and refused to retaliate.
As a result, half of Josebatt City knew that the Scarlett Family's matrilocal son-in-law was an absolute loser.
Isabella wanted to divorce, but before her grandfather passed away, he forced her to swear that she would not divorce Michael within five years.
Five years!
How long!
Fortunately, three years had passed!
There were still two years to go!
Two years later, she would have nothing to do with this trash anymore!
Isabella was full of expectations.
"Take it!" Isabella handed over a bag of fruit and said coldly, "Don't say anything after you get up there. Just follow me and act like a mute. Do you hear me?"
"Okay." Michael nodded habitually.
The physiotherapy department on the third floor.
The old Mrs. Scarlett was lying on the bed with a kind smile on her face.
There was a crowd of people around the hospital bed, including men, women, and children.
Next to her was a middle-aged man in a white coat.
The man concentrated on holding the silver needle, twisting it bit by bit, and inserting it into the old Mrs. Scarlett's loose arm.
This doctor's name was Joseph Scarlett. He is the old Mrs. Scarlett's second son and the director of the Physiotherapy Department of the Traditional Medicine Hospital. He knows acupuncture and every time the old madam was about to be discharged from the hospital, she came here to get a few acupuncture injections, and this time was no exception.
"Joseph, Sophia, Christopher, Amelia.."
Isabella led Michael in, put the fruit on the counter, and smiled to greet her relatives.
Some responded enthusiastically, while others snorted and ignored it.
Isabella seemed to be used to it and didn't react much. She turned around and smiled towards the hospital bed, "Grandma, are you feeling better? Isabella is here to see you."
"Yes," the old madam greeted casually, but her cloudy eyes were staring at the needle in Joseph's hand.
Isabella stepped aside knowingly.
As for Michael, he stood behind her without saying a word, completely like an invisible person. No one noticed or paid attention to him.
It's as if he was superfluous.
"Mom, how do you feel?"
Joseph dropped the last needle, wiped his sweat, and asked with a smile.
"Okay! I'm fine! Thank you for your hard work, son."
"Mom, what are you talking about? It is only natural for doctors to save people, not to mention that I am still your son!"
"It's rare for you to have such filial piety!"
The old madam laughed heartily and her face was radiant.
The others also praised Joseph.
"Speaking of which, Grandma, your complexion is much better today than before, especially after my dad's acupuncture. The change in your complexion is so exaggerated! You seem to be ten years younger!" At this time, Joseph's son Daniel came forward and said in surprise.
"Really?" the old Mrs. Scarlett said in surprise.
"It's true."
"Mom, you are indeed much younger!"
"It feels so magical. Is this the effect of Uncle Joseph's acupuncture?"
"Incredible!"
The others also discovered it and were surprised.
This is not flattery, this is real.
"Joseph, what's going on?" the old madam asked with a meaningful smile.
"Mom, it's nothing. Anyway, I'll be satisfied that you can live a long and healthy life!" Joseph smiled without explaining.
"Joseph, why didn't you answer what Mom asked you? If you don't say it, then I will!"
A stout woman next to him stood up impatiently.
This was Joseph's wife Sophia Lewis. She put her hands on her hips and said, "Mom, you don't know. To cure your disease, Joseph spent two million to find connections and went to Yorniles City to study for several days. What you are enjoying now is the result of Joseph's training!”
"What?"
People around him lost their voices.
"Two million?"The old Mrs. Scarlett also looked stunned, "What did you train for?"
"It's nothing, I just went to Yorniles City to learn a set of relatively ancient acupuncture theories and techniques. Mom, the acupuncture I'm giving you now has a great origin. It was created by the ancient medicine king Sun Simiao, but it was lost in the Qing and Ming Dynastys and has only recently been traced. This prescription is currently kept by an important person in Yorniles City and is not easily shown to others. I think this prescription may be able to cure your chronic illness, so I asked someone to contact the big shot and borrowed his prescription to have a look." Joseph said with a helpless smile.
"I see, but how come you have two million?"
"I saved a little frugally on weekdays, and I mortgaged the rest on my house." Joseph hesitated and said.
The house is mortgaged?
The old Mrs. Scarlett was extremely moved.
She exhaled and nodded repeatedly, "Joseph, it's rare for you to have such filial piety. Mom is very happy. As the saying goes, filial piety comes first. If the Scarlett family is like you, Mom won't have to worry about it anymore. "
"Mom, are you joking? My brothers are all very nice too." Joseph smiled honestly, but there was a glint of pride in his eyes.
"Stop being modest, Daniel! You have to work hard and strive to be like your dad in the future, do you understand?"
"Grandma, don't worry, my father has always been my role model."Daniel immediately stepped forward to express his stance.
"Um."
The old Mrs. Scarlett nodded and looked at Daniel deeply. The more she looked at him, the more pleasing he became.
But others became more and more frightened, their faces turned unpleasant.
Only then did they realize that all of this was Joseph's trick!
Spending such a large amount of money to please the old madam may seem like a loss, but in reality, it was a huge gain.
After all, the old Mrs. Scarlett is too old.
Recently, she has been preparing to give up the family power and select a young talent to take charge of the family business.
Choose who? Nobody knows!
But Joseph's move was clearly to pave the way for his son Daniel!
What a scheming idea!
The Scarlett family behind them secretly gritted their teeth and cursed in their hearts.
Isabella sighed secretly.
Anyone could compete for the management rights of the family business, but only her family cannot, because what the old Mrs. Scarlett hated the most was Michael, who had harmed the future of the Scarlett Family.
But at this moment, Michael from behind suddenly stepped forward and glanced carefully at the needle on the old Mrs. Scarlett's arm.
"Haha, Michael, have you never seen such profound acupuncture? That's right. How could a country bumpkin like you have ever seen this? I allow you to take photos and post them on WeChat to show off. You should be promoting my dad's medical skills."Daniel glanced at Michael and smiled disdainfully.
Joseph looked proud.
Michael frowned slightly and said in a low voice, "This set of acupuncture techniques comes from the 'Prime Needle Technique' written by Sun Simiao's Thousand Gold Recipe in the second chapter, but Uncle Joseph did not learn it well. You used the first thirteen acupuncture techniques correctly, but one important shot is missing! If this shot is not administered, Grandma will not survive beyond 12 o'clock!"
When the words fell to the ground, the whole audience was shocked.
The entire physiotherapy department was silent.