When Wen Yiheng returned to the Wen family home, he happened to overhear Mother Wen, Miao Daoxing, Wen Shiyu, and Wen Yue discussing ways to deal with Wen Yan.
His brows furrowed tightly.
No wonder Wen Yan had become so smart, mastering fortune-telling, face-reading, acting, and even exorcism.
It turned out that a different soul had taken over her body.
Wen Yiheng had no affection for the old Wen Yan, but toward the current Wen Yan, he felt an inexplicable sense of guilt.
If he hadn't blindly defended Wen Yue before, Wen Yan wouldn't have taken such extreme actions against him.
On the contrary, she had even warned him not to get too close to Lucy.
It was he who had listened to Wen Yue and stubbornly gone his own way.
Taking advantage of the Wen family's inattention, Wen Yiheng turned and left the villa.
He drove to the Si family residence.
Si Jingyi was in the yard giving Blackie a bath, humming a little tune. "Towel, shower cap, rubber ducky, the water temperature is just right. Splash some water, rub some bubbles, today is so wonderful..."
His phone was playing a bathing dance video for pets, and Blackie was actually staring intently at the AI bathing dance on the screen, watching it with great relish.
Seeing this scene, the corner of Wen Yiheng's mouth twitched.
"Ahem, Si Jingyi!"
Hearing Wen Yiheng's voice, the corner of Si Jingyi's eye twitched.
He looked up at Wen Yiheng outside the iron gate, his handsome and striking face tense. "What are you doing at my house? Don't tell me you're here to see my sister-in-law. Apart from her, there isn't a single good person in your Wen family."
If it were in the past, Wen Yiheng would have definitely started cursing back at Si Jingyi.
But right now, he stood obediently outside the iron gate. "I need to see Wen Yan. Is she home?"
"No, and even if she were, she wouldn't see you."
Wen Yiheng pressed his lips tightly together. "Then tell her that Miao Daoxing is plotting against her and wants to scatter her soul. Tell her to be careful."
After saying that, without giving Si Jingyi a chance to speak, Wen Yiheng quickly got into his car and left.
Si Jingyi's brows knit together tightly.
What did Wen Yiheng mean?
Miao Daoxing was going to deal with his sister-in-law?
Would Wen Yiheng be so kind as to secretly come over and deliver a warning?
Regardless, it wouldn't hurt to tell his sister-in-law to be careful!
Si Jingyi immediately dried his hands and called Wen Yan.
When Wen Yan answered the phone, Si Moyan was right beside her and heard Si Jingyi's words loud and clear.
Si Moyan's jawline tightened, his dark eyes deep and cold. "I'll talk to the TV station, make Miao Daoxing withdraw from the live broadcast, and then drive him out of Ye City."
Wen Yan shook her head. "Hubby, there's no need to bother with him."
A crisis that is meant to come cannot be avoided.
[I occupied the original owner's body. If she can really come back, I shouldn't be the dove occupying the magpie's nest.]
Si Moyan tightly grasped Wen Yan's hand, his deep, narrow eyes turning slightly red. "Wen Yan, I forbid you from leaving, do you hear me?"
His deep, hoarse voice was tinged with a trace of fear and panic.
The man who usually remained unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before him was now like a helpless child.
Wen Yan felt the man's inner unease and squeezed his large hand in return.
"Unless it's an absolute last resort, I won't leave."
After finishing their meal, the two prepared to return to the Si residence.
Wen Yan's phone rang again; it was a call from Su Mu.
After hanging up, Wen Yan looked at Si Moyan with a bright smile. "Hubby, Doctor Su said your mother's finger moved. He wants us to hurry to the hospital."
By the time Wen Yan and Si Moyan rushed to the hospital, Old Master Si and the rest of the Si family had also arrived.
Jing Lan, who was lying in the hospital bed covered in tubes, slightly moved her index finger.
Seeing this, the Si siblings were the most excited and overjoyed.
They hugged each other, their eyes red as they wept tears of joy.
Si Moyan pulled Wen Yan into his arms, burying his handsome face in the crook of her neck. "Baby, thank you."
Wen Yan gently patted the man's back, which was stiff and tense from excitement and joy. "It's not just my doing."
After staying in the ward for a while, Wen Yan went to the restroom.
When she came out, she saw Su Mu and Wen Shiyu arguing.
"It's not that I don't want to be your assistant, but the surgical risk is simply too high. You can't ruin a person's life just for your own reputation. I suggest transferring him to a major hospital in Kyoto!" Su Mu said with a cold, grim expression.
A hint of mockery appeared on Wen Shiyu's aloof face. "I am the little miracle doctor of Ye City. There is no surgery I cannot complete!"
Su Mu shook his head speechlessly. "Su Guixian is the youngest Best Actor in the entertainment industry. So many people out there are paying attention to his health right now. The tumor in his brain is located in an extremely dangerous spot. Even if you have some skill, you only have a ten percent chance of success. You asking me to be your assistant—are you planning to push the blame onto me when the surgery fails?"
A flash of guilt crossed Wen Shiyu's eyes.
He did indeed have that intention.
If the surgery succeeded, he would become world-famous.
If it failed, he would push the responsibility onto Su Mu, making him the scapegoat.
"Su Mu, I am your superior. You have to do whatever I tell you to do!"
Su Mu's face turned livid. "If you force me, I'd rather resign!"
Wen Shiyu gritted his teeth. "Fine, then prepare your resignation letter!"
After Wen Shiyu entered the operating room, Wen Yan walked up to Su Mu, whose face looked ashen.
"Doctor Su."
Seeing Wen Yan, Su Mu nodded at her. "Miss Wen."
Since he was a child, Su Mu had wanted to be a doctor to heal the sick and save people. He successfully got into a medical university, came to the city hospital for his internship after graduation, and gradually became an attending surgeon.
With every step, he had been grounded and dedicated.
Originally, everything was going smoothly. With his experience and age, he was due for a promotion.
But Wen Shiyu's arrival changed everything.
Wen Shiyu was very good at networking, and the patients he saved all had powerful backgrounds.
Having built up his connections and gained the hospital director's favor, he stole the position that originally belonged to Su Mu.
Su Mu could endure all of this, but what he couldn't stand was that Wen Shiyu's actions were becoming increasingly erratic. For the sake of his own reputation, he would take on any surgery.
When he failed, he pushed the blame onto other doctors. Due to his authority, everyone was angry but dared not speak out.
Continuing to work under such a person would drive Su Mu crazy sooner or later.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, he didn't want to resign. After all, he was at an age where he had both elderly parents to care for and young children to raise.
"Doctor Su, Wen Shiyu's surgery on Su Guixian is bound to fail. I can help you reverse everything."
Su Mu's eyes widened in shock. "M-Miss Wen, surely you must be joking?"
Wen Yan's lips curled up slightly. "Su Guixian's condition is indeed very dangerous. It would be hard for anyone but a top-tier doctor to succeed in this surgery, but I can do it."
Su Mu shook his head in disbelief. "Miss Wen, please don't make such jokes."
Given Su Guixian's condition, even the top doctors in Kyoto might not be able to snatch him back from the brink of death, let alone Miss Wen, who wasn't even a doctor.
Seeing that Su Mu didn't believe her, Wen Yan couldn't be bothered to say anything more.
"Doctor Su, I'll be staying in my mother-in-law's ward tonight. If you need anything, you can come find me."
Three hours later, Wen Shiyu came out of the operating room.
He looked at Su Guixian's family and shook his head with a heavy expression. "We doctors did our best. Best Actor Su has at most one hour left to live. The family can go in and see him."
Su Guixian's closest relatives instantly collapsed to the ground.
"How is this possible? Our Guixian is only twenty-two, still so young, he can't die!"
"Aren't you known as the little miracle doctor of Ye City? Why couldn't you save our Guixian?"
"If our Guixian doesn't survive, I'll ruin your hospital's reputation!"
Wen Shiyu frowned. "We have already done our best. The tumor in Su Guixian's brain was in a very dangerous location. Even a god couldn't save him now. My condolences."
Su Mu stood not far away. Watching the Su family crying their hearts out, his chest ached slightly.
Su Guixian was his distant cousin. Back then, his aunt had a hard time getting pregnant and went through untold hardships to finally give birth to her only son in her middle age.
If they really lost him, the elderly couple probably wouldn't want to live anymore.
He had earnestly advised the old couple to go to Kyoto to seek a renowned doctor, but they firmly believed Wen Shiyu was a miracle worker and insisted on having him perform the surgery on Su Guixian.
Looking at his aunt who was about to faint from crying, a sudden thought struck Su Mu. He turned and walked towards Jing Lan's ward.
Wen Yan seemed to have expected Su Mu to come looking for her. She hadn't rested and was sitting on the sofa watching a video. "Dr. Su, you're here."
Su Mu looked at Wen Yan with tightly knitted brows. "Miss Wen, why are you willing to help me?"
Wen Yan's red lips curled up slightly. "Because I can't stand Wen Shiyu."
She had checked her Gossip System. The vicious idea to completely destroy her soul was first proposed by Wen Shiyu!
Outside the operating room.
Just as Su Guixian's parents were overwhelmed with unparalleled despair and grief, a voice suddenly rang out, "He can still be saved!"
