Chapter 614 — Yao Yao Jie Is Trying to Assassinate Me

"What?" Tang Yun too clapped a hand over her mouth, finding it hard to believe. "She ate too much? Ate herself to death?"

"Yes. Though where Shen Yushu is concerned, it isn't entirely out of the question." Wei Zhao smiled wryly. "I'm heading back now. Oh, and I've already had a word with Director Qin at the hospital — you two can stay there for the time being. Otherwise, once you're discharged, you'd have nowhere to go."

Director Qin of the hospital knew Wei Zhao by now, and knew that his ties with Guan Xuemin were no ordinary thing; so since Wei Zhao had spoken, even if Tang Yun and Tang Jucheng were well enough to be discharged, they could still remain at the hospital.

It wasn't as though Wei Zhao would fail to pay — he had already put down a sizable deposit — so Director Qin had no reason to drive them out.

At the mention of it, Mother Tang grew troubled. That very morning she had been discussing with Tang Jucheng whether they ought to go and buy an apartment first. The houses in the shantytown had all collapsed; they were unlivable now. Fortunately there was little of any value inside. The television and the refrigerator had been bought when they married — over ten years old, long since worn out; smashed or not, it hardly mattered. As for the furniture, there was even less worth speaking of.

But since Wei Zhao had arranged for them to stay at the hospital for the time being, there was no need to rush into buying a house. Better to look around first, get a feel for the market, than to buy blind.

Wei Zhao found it bizarre that anyone could eat herself to death, but he still drove quickly back to the villa district. The moment he came through the door, he saw Shen Yushu lying on the sofa, groaning without pause, while Gu Mengyao stood at her side, holding her hand and trying to comfort her.

"Yao Yao jie, I really can't take it anymore — why hasn't Arrow Brand Bro come yet?" Shen Yushu asked, weeping.

"Soon. That damned Wei Zhao — is he glued to Tang Yun's side or what? What's so wonderful about her? She's nothing compared to our little Shu!" Gu Mengyao grumbled.

"Ahem, ahem..." Wei Zhao broke out in a sweat on the spot and coughed twice. It wasn't that Tang Yun was necessarily inferior to Shen Yushu, but the point was Shen Yushu's status — would Wei Zhao dare lay a hand on her? She was the young miss's best friend! How could anyone make that comparison?

Wei Zhao thought to himself: if you were to give Shen Yushu to me as a wife, I'd keep her at my side every single day!

Gu Mengyao heard Wei Zhao clear his throat and was momentarily flustered; turning her head and seeing that he was back, she said, "So you do know how to come home? Look at little Shu — she's dying. Hurry up and save her!"

Wei Zhao looked at Shen Yushu on the sofa, saw that she wasn't dead yet, and breathed a sigh of relief. But at the sight of her swollen belly he frowned again, wondering whether the distension had already perforated her stomach.

"Arrow Brand Bro, you're finally back, boo-hoo..." Shen Yushu burst into tears. "I feel awful. Yao Yao jie is trying to assassinate me..."

"No one's trying to assassinate you. Are you hallucinating?" Wei Zhao turned and looked at Gu Mengyao in puzzlement. Why would Shen Yushu say she was being assassinated by her? Could Shen Yushu have eaten something poisonous and started seeing things?

Gu Mengyao flushed a little. "Just save her, and stop asking so many questions."

"All right." Wei Zhao nodded, picked Shen Yushu up, and turned her over, head down, facing the floor below the sofa. Then he said to Gu Mengyao, "Help me open her mouth. Don't let her close it."

"Oh, right!" Gu Mengyao did not dare delay; she reached out at once and pried Shen Yushu's mouth open.

"Ah, ah, ah..." Shen Yushu, made thoroughly miserable, could not help crying out. In her heart she thought: why are you and Arrow Brand Bro both trying to kill me? Are you going to pry my mouth open and yank out my tongue? But she could not get the words out.

"What are you shouting for? What kind of noise is that?" Gu Mengyao thought Shen Yushu's voice resembled a certain other kind of sound, and could not help glaring at her.

"Ahhh, ahhhh..." With her mouth held open, Shen Yushu could not speak; besides "ah," she could produce no other syllable.

"Bear with it — it'll be over in a moment." Wei Zhao fetched a chopstick from the kitchen and gently tickled the back of Shen Yushu's throat.

"Ahhh, ahhhh..." Nausea seized Shen Yushu, and at last, prodded by Wei Zhao, she retched with a loud heave and threw up. The lunch she had eaten was scarcely digested at all; it poured straight onto the floor — though most of it ended up over Gu Mengyao's hands.

Yet at such a moment the young miss showed no disgust at all. Instead she watched Shen Yushu with concern. "Little Shu, how do you feel?"

Once Shen Yushu started vomiting, there was no stopping her; she threw up violently, bringing up nearly everything in her stomach.

"Boo-hoo, this is awful... but I feel better now..." Only when she had almost finished vomiting could Shen Yushu speak.

"That's good, that's good — you scared me to death!" Gu Mengyao was seized with belated fear. If little Shu really had eaten herself to death, whatever would they have done?

"It was nothing serious to begin with — just a case of stuffing herself." Wei Zhao shook his head. "If you can't eat that much, why eat it?"

"Yao Yao jie made me eat it..." Shen Yushu said, aggrieved. She had nearly died — of course she felt aggrieved.

"Why did you make her eat so much?" Wei Zhao was somewhat angry. This was no joking matter; they were lucky nothing had happened.

"I..." Gu Mengyao had not expected Wei Zhao to dare glare at her and demand answers, but she was in the wrong and dared not argue back.

"Yao Yao jie didn't want you bringing food to Tang Yun, so she made me eat it all..." Shen Yushu said truthfully.

"..." Wei Zhao shook his head, speechless. It was about what he had imagined — these two girls were really too much to handle!

"Little Shu, say no more!" Gu Mengyao said, embarrassed. "You're very weak. Hurry back to your room and rest."

"Oh..." At Gu Mengyao's words, Shen Yushu did feel weak all over. "I can't walk, Yao Yao jie..."

Gu Mengyao wanted to get Shen Yushu upstairs, but she could not carry her on her back. After hesitating a moment, she had no choice but to say to Wei Zhao, "Wei Zhao, carry her upstairs on your back."

"Upstairs? I can go up?" Wei Zhao pointed toward the upper floor. When he had first come here, Gu Mengyao had told him in no uncertain terms that he was not allowed upstairs.

"An exception this time. I permit it," Gu Mengyao said. "Just this once."

"There's General Mighty." Wei Zhao glanced at the foot of the stairs, where General Mighty was still crouched. Wei Zhao did not want Gu Mengyao to discover that he wasn't afraid of it — otherwise, if anything ever went missing upstairs in the future, he would never be able to clear his name.

"You're not afraid of it — don't think I don't know." Gu Mengyao gave a snort. "Now hurry up and carry little Shu upstairs!"