Chapter 132: Chapter 132 Too Heartless Chapter 132: Chapter 132 Too Heartless Zhao Sulan knelt on the ground, swiftly turned toward ng Chuyue, and cried out loudly, “Chuyue, I beg you, please save your sister.
If you don’t save her, she will only have death left.”
It was just past nine in the morning, a busy ti at the Fruit Store, which had many custors.
The crowd mostly consisted of gossip-loving elderly n and won.
When Zhao Sulan knelt and cried, everyone stopped buying fruit and began to ask what was happening.
Zhao Sulan’s five articulate ladies, who she brought with her, imdiately began to explain indignantly.
“The one kneeling is my cousin; her younger daughter has uremia and urgently needs a kidney transplant, so she’s pleading her elder daughter.”
“The one kneeling is my niece, though she’s only the stepmother of her elder daughter, she has always treated her stepdaughter well.”
“Look, this stepdaughter is so lovely and fashionable; you should realize my cousin has never wronged her, she shouldn’t leave her to die.”
“Everyone, please help persuade her, how can sisters let each other die?”
…
Although the five elderly won were fake relatives paid by Zhao Sulan, she had shown them a fake paternity test report between Lin Youdong and ng Chuyue previously, making them believe that ng Chuyue truly was Lin Fangwei’s half-sister.
They also believed ng Chuyue should donate her kidney to Lin Fangwei, so their words were very assertive, powerful, and persuasive.
Their eyes didn’t show a trace of doubt.
The onlookers imdiately believed them and began persuading ng Chuyue.
“Miss, that’s not right of you; even if you don’t like your stepmother, you shouldn’t be so heartless toward your sister.”
“Yes, miss, saving a life is more ritorious than constructing a seven-story stupa, especially since she’s your own sister.
Go on, save her, and you’ll surely receive good karma.”
“I heard donating a kidney isn’t that dangerous; at most, let your stepmother compensate you with more money.”
…
ng Chuyue, to avoid Zhao Sulan’s kneeling, had stayed crouched behind the cashier desk.
She silently waited for everyone to speak for a while, then jumped to the ground, grabbed a shoulder bag from the cupboard, and, using it as cover, took out several tapes from the space to play what she had recorded over ti.
Just as she grabbed the tapes, one of the bodyguards Zhao Sulan had brought threw an iron dart that damaged the small recorder on the cashier desk.
ng Chuyue, “…”
No wonder Zhao Sulan was so brazen, she had hired capable people to prevent her from playing the recording in public.
But it didn’t matter.
They had their strategies, and she had her counterasures.
Amidst increasingly fervent persuasions from the crowd, using her bag as cover, she took out a fake dical record she had prepared earlier and so pepper powder in her hand; as tears ford, she began to sob, “I too want to save my sister… but, I’m also ill.
I didn’t want to worry my father, so… sob, sob.”
Saying this, she handed the dical record to Tong Wen.
Tong Wen and Xia Ping, since Zhao Sulan knelt down, had not blindly spoken up to defend ng Chuyue but had been physically protecting her.
After reviewing the docunt with Xia Ping, Tong Wen addressed the loudest of the won, “This is a dical report from the First Hospital; our Yueyue has chronic nephritis and is not suitable for donating her kidney.”
When ng Chuyue ntioned her chronic nephritis, everyone was sowhat stunned and fell silent.
As soon as Tong Wen finished speaking, so people snapped back and started a new round of “seeking justice.”
“How co the mont her sister needs a kidney, it happens to be when the elder sister gets diagnosed with chronic nephritis?
I think this dical record must be fake.”
“Yes, making a fake dical record is very easy these days.”
“I have my doubts too.”
“If that’s the case, how wicked is this elder sister’s heart.”
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