Scumbag Forcing Me to Divorce? Watch Me Turn Around and Marry a Powerful Capital Tycoon! - Chapter 20

Yun Haotian’s heart was a mess, a swirling storm of emotions, and he felt awful.
His face burned hot with embarrassment and regret.
No one knew how much he regretted everything.
If only time could turn back, he would treat Jiang Ning like a goddess, worshiping her, granting her every wish.
Not like a fool, jumping around and acting ridiculous in front of her.

The car stopped in front of the apartment building.
Yun Haotian hurriedly got out and respectfully opened the rear door.
“Miss Jiang, please.”
Jiang Ning didn’t hesitate and gracefully got into the back seat.

The moon that night was exceptionally beautiful.
The clear moonlight filtered through the glass, casting a faint silver glow on her profile.
Yun Haotian could clearly see her delicate side face in the rear-view mirror.

For a moment, Yun Haotian felt her features looked strangely familiar.
Who did she remind him of?
He thought of Jiang Ning’s name again.
His eyes widened in shock.
Could it be…
She was Cheng Zijun’s ex-wife?

No, no, no.
That was impossible!
Cheng Zijun’s ex-wife was also named Jiang Ning, but she was always heavily made up, dressed poorly, looking older than seventy, and definitely at least twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old!
But the girl before him looked only about seventeen or eighteen, with perfect looks and an aura of grace.

No way she was Cheng Zijun’s ex-wife.

Yun Haotian dismissed the ridiculous thought and quickly said, “Miss Jiang, about earlier… I’m really sorry. I was judging you unfairly. Please don’t hold it against me.”

Jiang Ning, who was looking down at her phone, simply hummed softly in response.

Yun Haotian drove while speaking, “Oh, by the way, I’m Yun Haotian—Yun like the white clouds, Hao like noble spirit, and Tian like the sky. You can call me by my name from now on!”

In City A, aside from family elders, probably only Jiang Ning was allowed to call him by his first name.
He was completely convinced by her now.
Finally, he understood what his mother meant when she said never to judge a person by their apparent age.

The car sped forward.
Fifteen kilometers took only about ten minutes.

Shen Jingnian had already been transferred to the ICU.
Shen Jingshu and Yun Zhengyi stood silently outside the ICU door, tension thick in the air.

Until Yun Haotian came running, “Mom, Dad, I’ve brought Miss Jiang.”

Shen Jingshu turned around first.
When she saw Jiang Ning, her eyes widened in surprise.
This young girl was much younger than she expected.
Bright eyes, flawless teeth, outstanding features, dressed simply in white top and black pants.
No makeup at all, yet she had an extraordinary, ethereal beauty—far surpassing even famous actresses.

“Miss Jiang,” Shen Jingshu’s eyes reddened as she walked forward and took Jiang Ning’s hand, “My rebellious son didn’t recognize your value. I’ve already scolded him. Please, you must save my brother!”

“Mrs. Yun, don’t worry. I’ll do my best,” Jiang Ning said calmly.
“I’ll first take a look at Mr. Shen’s condition.”

“Please, Miss Jiang,” Yun Zhengyi spoke up.
“If you can wake my brother up, you will be our family’s savior.”

Nearby, a nurse had prepared sterile protective clothing. Jiang Ning quickly changed into it and entered the ICU.

The man lay on the bed.
His thin lips were tightly pressed, and even in a coma, he radiated an unshakable majesty—like an ancient emperor, awe-inspiring and fearsome.

Jiang Ning reached out and took his pulse.

Through the ICU glass, Yun Zhengyi frowned slightly and said with concern, “Jingshu, don’t you think Miss Jiang is a bit too young?”

Since ancient times, famous healers were usually in their fifties or sixties.
And Jiang Ning looked like she hadn’t even finished high school.

Yun Zhengyi worried if she could really save their brother-in-law.

“Shallow thinking!” Shen Jingshu said with tearful eyes, looking at Yun Zhengyi.
“Lin Fuhua was old, seventy or eighty years, and had lost his mind. He couldn’t even tell the difference between internal heat and yin deficiency. If Jingnian and Xiaotian had listened to Miss Jiang earlier, he wouldn’t be lying in the ICU now.”

Hearing this, Yun Haotian felt deeply guilty and said, “Dad, Mom’s right. Some people are born extremely sensitive to medical skills. Don’t underestimate Miss Jiang’s age; she’s definitely more skilled than Lin Fuhua.”

Yun Zhengyi said nothing but remained worried.

After all, the man in that bed was the head of the Shen family!
If anything happened to Shen Jingnian, the entire business world would be shaken.

Before coming to the hospital, Yun Zhengyi had arranged everything perfectly.
Otherwise, the hospital would be swarming with media by now.

Click.

At that moment, the ICU door opened.

Jiang Ning stepped out.

Shen Jingshu and Yun Haotian immediately walked over, “Miss Jiang, how is my brother now? You definitely have a way to save him and wake him up, right?!”

“Mrs. Yun, please don’t worry. Although Mr. Shen is in a coma, the situation isn’t too severe. His internal organs haven’t been damaged. With timely acupuncture treatment, he can fully recover and wake up.”

Not severe?
No internal damage?
Wake up?

Every word Jiang Ning said shocked Doctor Xu Zhiming beside them, leaving him dumbfounded and questioning his entire twenty-plus years of medical training.

That little girl really has a lot of nerve!

Shen Jingnian’s condition—Yin deficiency with internal fire—had already severely affected his lungs, a critical organ. The lungs were like a complex network of nerves: one wrong move could cause the patient to stop breathing during treatment.

That was why no doctor in the hospital dared to operate on him—not even Shen Jingnian himself would dare.

But Jiang Ning treated it as if it were just a simple lung cough.
And acupuncture? If acupuncture really worked that well, the Qing Dynasty wouldn’t have fallen!

She was simply a fool without a clue!

Hearing Jiang Ning’s words, Shen Jingshu breathed a heavy sigh of relief, “Then I’m counting on you, Miss Jiang. If you can save my brother, I’ll do anything you ask!”

At this, Dr. Xu Zhiming glanced at Shen Jingshu, disbelief written all over his face. He hadn’t expected her to actually trust Jiang Ning’s claims.

Was this really the Yun family matriarch?

Rumor had it she was a rare force in the capital—decisive, brilliant, a Harvard graduate who had founded a wildly popular cosmetics company.

Such a legendary woman wouldn’t blindly believe the nonsense of a young girl.

How disappointing!

Xu Zhiming’s face was full of doubt.

Jiang Ning looked at Yun Haotian and said, “I need a sealed sterile room for acupuncture on Mr. Shen. Also, no one else can be present during the procedure.”

Refusing to have anyone nearby—was she afraid they’d see she was all show and no real skill?

Kids these days really have no discipline!

They just rely on their pretty looks, thinking they can take shortcuts.

Xu Zhiming frowned and took a step forward.
“Miss Jiang, may I ask if you have a medical license?”

Medical licenses are notoriously difficult to obtain—even Xu Zhiming had only earned his after graduating university.

How old was Jiang Ning?
How could she possibly have a license?

Jiang Ning said nothing but rummaged through her bag.

Xu Zhiming snorted coldly. No license but still pretending to be a doctor—how ridiculous!

“Miss Jiang, practicing medicine without a license is illegal and punishable by law. Before we call the police, I suggest you leave to avoid embarrassment.”

No sooner had he spoken than Jiang Ning pulled out several booklets from her bag.
“These are my medical license, pharmacist certificate, and traditional Chinese medicine license. Dr. Xu, do you have any other questions?”

For ordinary people, passing all these exams might be difficult, but for Jiang Ning, it was easy.

On the very first day after her rebirth, she’d taken the fast track and earned these certificates.

Xu Zhiming was stunned.
She actually had them!

Xu Zhiming was considered a talent in the medical field—he’d passed the medical exam on his first try. But Jiang Ning produced so many certificates at once, it made him feel uneasy.

He frowned deeply.
“Even with those certificates, Mr. Shen’s case is the most severe I’ve ever encountered. Simple acupuncture won’t cure him; it may even worsen his condition, causing irreversible damage!

Don’t think you, a little girl, can handle this. Even I, a PhD graduate from Meilian Obang University, wouldn’t dare operate lightly.

I advise you to reconsider. Don’t sacrifice lives just to show off, and ruin your own future!”

He emphasized “PhD graduate from Meilian Obang University” deliberately.

He was a doctor!

What was Jiang Ning?

A lady?

What a joke.

Jiang Ning’s expression remained calm. She didn’t get angry but looked at Xu Zhiming, her gaze landing on the name badge on his chest.

“Dr. Xu, what makes you think I’m incompetent and reckless?”

“Is it my age? Or my looks?”

“Famous writer Balzac once said: geniuses and beauties are destined to shine brilliantly, attracting attention, envy, and slander.”

“I admit I’m young and pretty. But since you’re a talented scholar who studied abroad, you should know the Chinese idiom ‘innate brilliance’—you need to recognize others’ excellence instead of belittling them out of jealousy!”

Though young, Jiang Ning’s aura was no weaker than Xu Zhiming’s, a man well past fifty. Her logic was sharp and piercing, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Innate brilliance?
Belittling?
Jealousy?

Was he jealous of Jiang Ning?
Jealous of this nobody?

Xu Zhiming felt insulted!

Ridiculous.

He had kindly warned Jiang Ning not to break the law, only to be mocked in return.

Shen Jingshu stepped in, “Dr. Xue, you’ve seen much of the world. How can you belittle Miss Jiang’s skills without knowing anything? There’s always someone better. If you can’t save him, why assume Miss Jiang can’t? I believe in her!”

Jiang Ning was their last hope. Now that she was questioned and mocked, she had to defend herself.

Xu Zhiming frowned again.
He never denied “there’s always someone better.”
But a mere child had no right to say such things in front of him!

Suppressing his anger, Xu Zhiming said seriously, “Mrs. Yun, I put it on record today: if Miss Jiang can wake Mr. Shen from his coma, I, Xu Zhiming, will abandon my Xu surname and take Jiang’s! I’ll become her son!”