Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 104

Hearing Chen Yin’s words, Zhao Yunong was overwhelmed with emotion. Doubting her own ears, she asked anxiously, “Aunt Yin… you mean… you know a divine doctor who can perform the Golden Needle Meridian Technique?”
Chen Yin nodded firmly. “Yes, that’s right. That divine doctor is actually my lifesaver. Back when I collapsed on the street from a sudden heart attack, she saved me! Without her, I wouldn’t even be here today!”
If Jiang Ning’s medical skills were that extraordinary, she could surely save the Si Matriarch!
Zhao Yunong’s voice trembled. “This is amazing… truly amazing! Aunt Yin, could you please help us contact her? No matter the cost, we’ll pay anything, as long as she can save my mother!”
The Si family had no shortage of wealth.
The matriarch still had unfinished business in life, and her children could never bear to see her leave like this.
She had to live.
Truly live.
Only if she lived could they wait for Shengbao’s return.
In truth, the Si family had long since given up hope that Si Huashang was alive.
After the car accident, they had consulted many masters across Southeast Asia.
Every divination concluded the same: Si Huashang’s fate remained unknown.
But Shi Sheng was destined to rise from the ashes.
The phoenix would be reborn.
So, over the years, the family had focused almost all their efforts on Shi Sheng.
“She’s not in Xiangjiang—she’s in A City. Yunong, don’t worry. I happen to be going to visit her and deliver New Year gifts. Once I’ve seen her, I’ll call you back,” Chen Yin said.
Her first priority after returning to Beijing had been to visit Jiang Ning. The gifts had already been prepared in advance.
Even before she arrived, she received Zhao Yunong’s message.
Zhao Yunong replied eagerly, “Thank you so much, Aunt Yin! I’ll wait for your call!”
“We’re best friends. You don’t need to be so formal with me,” Chen Yin said warmly.
After hanging up, Zhao Yunong rushed into the hospital room.
The Si family’s fifth and sixth sons had returned, while the fourth, seventh, and eighth were still on their way.
The VIP room of the Si Matriarch was crowded with family members, living up to the saying: children and grandchildren filling the hall.
“Hua Wen!”
Hearing Zhao Yunong’s voice, Si Huawen turned, his face lined with the weariness of life. “What’s wrong, Yunong?”
As the saying goes, while parents are alive, life still has a path; once they are gone, life becomes only a return.
Even at his age, he could not bear the thought of losing his mother.
It had only been two days since the accident, yet Si Huawen had already secretly wept several times.
Sniffling, Zhao Yunong said, “I just contacted Aunt Yin. She knows a divine doctor skilled in the Golden Needle Meridian Technique. Hua Wen… our mother can be saved!”
“Really?” Si Huawen’s eyes, previously clouded with despair, lit up instantly.
Others in the room turned toward Zhao Yunong.
“Sister-in-law… you’re not joking, right?”
“I’m not joking! Aunt Yin told me that this year she herself suffered a sudden heart attack, and it was this divine doctor who saved her!”
A heart attack is a serious condition. Ordinary doctors often cannot save a patient.
“Blessed by the Buddhas! Blessed by the Buddhas!” Sun Jiaqi clasped her hands. “I knew our mother was destined for great fortune—she’s bound to encounter someone extraordinary!”
Si Huajing looked at Zhao Yunong. “Sister-in-law, if Aunt Yin knows a doctor skilled in the Golden Needle Technique, why wait? Let’s bring this divine doctor here immediately!”
“Yes! Mother’s condition can’t wait,” Si Huazhong added.
“Fifth and Sixth Brothers, don’t worry. Aunt Yin said the doctor is in A City. I’ve asked her to visit. Now we just have to wait for her reply,” Zhao Yunong reassured them.
Zhou Ruoying, Si Huajing’s wife, impatient by nature, stood up. “Waiting for a reply takes too long! Mother’s condition can’t wait. Let’s go to A City ourselves to bring Aunt Yin and the doctor here!”
Though they didn’t know if the doctor could truly save the Matriarch, having a glimmer of hope was better than none.
“No,” Si Huawen shook his head. “Mother is critical. None of us, sons or children, can leave. Aunt Yin and Mother are best friends—we’ll wait for her call first.”
If anything happened to the Matriarch while they were gone, they could never forgive themselves.
Si Huajing nodded. “Big brother’s right. Mother’s condition is unstable; none of us can leave.”
Meanwhile, Shangguan Feiyang, changing the Matriarch’s dressing, overheard the conversation and froze. “Did I just hear you say… a doctor skilled in the Golden Needle Technique?”
“Yes,” Si Huawen confirmed.
Shangguan Feiyang frowned. “Even Professor Zhou’s direct disciple couldn’t master this technique. The odds of someone else truly knowing it are extremely low. Don’t act in desperation.”
Professor Zhou Wanliang, a legend in medicine, had spent years studying the technique under the guidance of the celestial doctor. Yet even he had failed—showing how rare and difficult it was.
But now, someone unknown claimed they could perform it. Shangguan Feiyang was suspicious.
Zhao Yunong added, “The introducer is Academician Chen, and this doctor once saved Chen himself during a sudden heart attack. I believe this doctor is genuinely capable—otherwise, how could they have saved Chen?”
Shangguan Feiyang countered, “A sudden heart attack differs from the Matriarch’s condition. Heart attacks can be saved by experienced doctors without the Golden Needle Technique.”
Heart attacks are dangerous but treatable if managed promptly.
The Matriarch’s condition, however, was different.
Si Huawen’s gaze darkened. “Regardless of whether the doctor is divine, or whether they can perform the technique, we must bring them here to try!”
The other siblings and spouses nodded in agreement.
After all, this was the Matriarch’s last hope.
Elsewhere, Tang An landed at Xiangjiang Airport, preparing to visit the Si Matriarch quietly.
The Si family estate was the most luxurious in Xiangjiang.
Almost as soon as her car stopped, her phone rang.
“Hello, Mom, what’s wrong?”
Shi Nanyue’s voice came through. “Have you gone to the Si residence?”
“I just arrived,” Tang An replied.
“An An, if you haven’t entered yet, don’t go in,” Shi Nanyue warned.
“Why?” Tang An’s pupils constricted in panic. “Did Grandmother say something?”
She had hoped to finally interact with the Si family, but…
Ridiculous. Absolutely ridiculous.
Other families’ elders often wished the young generation well, but with the Si Matriarch… it was the opposite.
She didn’t want Tang An to succeed and actively blocked her progress.
Tang An felt a bitter ache in her chest, her eyes stinging as the cold wind blew—almost bringing her to tears.
She refused to accept this. She truly couldn’t.
Then Shi Nanyue’s voice came again. “Your grandmother received a call from the Si family’s eldest matron. She said the Matriarch fell and is in critical condition at Jiugang Hospital. You must go immediately!”
Shi Nanyue paused. “Originally, your grandmother was going to come herself, but she relapsed with her head condition. Your uncle is bedridden and needs care, so I must stay behind to look after them both.”
Tang An’s heart leapt.
Good. Perfect.
Even heaven seemed to be on her side!
The timing of the grandmother’s relapse was perfect. If the elder had come, Tang An would have been constrained, unable to act freely in front of the Si family.
Now, without her there, she could seize this opportunity.
Shi Nanyue’s voice continued: “An An, the Matriarch is critical. All the younger generation of the Si family will be rushing back from around the world. You must seize this chance—once you go to Xiangjiang, this could be your chance to stay there forever, becoming the future mistress of the Si family!”