After Reborn, I Became the Bigshots' Beloved

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: Sister Will Never Hurt Brother

"The girl said doctors couldn’t save Ziye, but she might be able to."

If Aunt Jiang had heard these words before last night, she would have pointed at Lu Sheng’s nose and called her a few names for being presumptuous.

But Aunt Jiang did see last night how Lu Sheng managed to almost heal the non-stop bleeding wound of Lu Youming within just ten or so minutes.

It was nothing short of miraculous.

And Lu Jingyan had said that Lu Sheng was the Closed-door Disciple of the Master of Traditional Medicine, Feng Guolin. Even a small pill from her could sell for millions, and others couldn’t even beg her for a medical consultation if they wanted to.

So, when Aunt Jiang heard Lu Sheng say this, she immediately sniffled and looked at her with teary eyes: "...are you serious?"

Aunt Jiang was feeling very conflicted right now.

She has always despised Du Ran and even saw Lu Sheng as a lowly woman’s daughter, never showing her a good face since she stepped into the Lu Family, and even secretly brought Lychee Pollen to ruin her face.

But the girl, having clearly heard her plotting against her in the restaurant, chose not to reveal it in front of her sons last night, saving her some dignity as a mother.

Moreover, despite her constant dislike, she didn’t just stand by and watch when it came to her sons.

Given the severity of Lu Youming’s injury last night, if it wasn’t for Lu Sheng’s timely rescue, he might have truly died within those tens of minutes.

This shows that she genuinely treats these boys as her brothers.

Aunt Jiang felt both gratitude and deep resentment towards Lu Sheng.

But now hearing Lu Sheng say that she might also be able to cure Ziye’s illness, Aunt Jiang really couldn’t care about anything else.

If Lu Sheng truly could cure Ziye’s illness, even if she was Du Ran’s daughter, she’d set aside their past differences, and truly accept her as her daughter.

Hearing Aunt Jiang’s words, Lu Sheng responded, "Let me go take a look first."

Then she turned her head to Lu Jingyan, reminding, "However, to ensure that my treatment is not disturbed, no matter what sounds come from the room after I enter, you and Aunt Jiang must not come in, okay?"

"...Okay, but if there’s any situation you can’t control and it becomes dangerous, you must call my name immediately."

After considering for a while, Lu Jingyan then handed the spare key to Lu Sheng.

Yet as Lu Sheng was about to insert the key into the lock, Aunt Jiang suddenly pulled her arm from behind: "That...um..."

Aunt Jiang clearly wasn’t used to this way of speaking to Lu Sheng, looking extremely unnatural.

"I mean... take care. If you can’t treat your third brother, don’t force it."

This was the first time Aunt Jiang had referred to him as "your third brother" to Lu Sheng.

Lu Sheng paused for half a second, then almost imperceptibly smiled faintly: "Okay, Aunt Jiang."

The clear and bright look in the girl’s eyes suddenly softened Aunt Jiang’s heart.

She really did like daughters.

If she didn’t, she wouldn’t have adopted the five-year-old Lu Qianrou from the orphanage years ago.

But now, seeing that Lu Qianrou had a docile appearance, but was actually malicious and cruel, it was an insult to her many years of loving care and meticulous cultivation.

And this girl in front of her, even though she grew up in poverty in the countryside with her mother, and might not have had enough food or clothing, still had such excellent appearance, character, and abilities.

If only she wasn’t Du Ran’s daughter.

Du Ran was forever Aunt Jiang’s emotional thorn; the sight of Lu Sheng always reminded her of how her mother had seduced her husband many years ago at night.

She had always been proud and possessive, and it was really hard to let go.

Meanwhile, Lu Sheng had turned the key and opened the room door.

Contrary to her expectations, the room was not brightly lit.

The large room, done in a business-like minimalistic style of black, white, and gray hues with thick, dark curtains tightly drawn, had only a floor lamp beside the bed emitting a dim, subdued light.

What’s even stranger is that Lu Sheng did not see Lu Ziye at first glance—there was only a mess of quilts on the bed and no one was there.

However, just at the moment when she walked into the room and closed the door, a figure suddenly rushed out from behind her.

Before she could react, she was violently pushed against the wall with a bang.

Her shoulder blades hit the wall hard, causing Lu Sheng to gasp in pain.

And the next second, an ice-cold hand was gripping her neck tightly.

Lu Sheng looked up and met Lu Ziye’s eyes, which were deeply bloodshot.

Even in a state of outbreak, Lu Ziye was still breathtakingly handsome.

Tall and slender, he was wearing a light white knitted sweater and black casual pants, with a metal ring necklace around his neck and a blue diamond earring shining brightly in his right ear.

His face, with its delicate features, was flawless except for the disheveled hair and pale complexion, as he stood barefoot on the room’s floor.

Gone was the usual gentle smile around his eyes, replaced by crazed, obsessive peach blossom eyes. _{𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙥𝒖𝒃.𝙘𝙤𝒎}

Or in other words, his eyes were filled with anger and murderous intent.

His chest heaved violently, and his whole being seemed to be enveloped in extreme unease, his hand on Lu Sheng’s neck tightening relentlessly.

Lu Sheng could tell in an instant that Lu Ziye might not even know who she was right now, treating her like an imaginary enemy.

He was scared—so his instinct told him not to trust anyone, to not let anyone get close.

If he didn’t want to get hurt, then hurt others first.

As long as he could kill those who got near him, he would be safe.

"Go die..."

Lu Sheng watched as Lu Ziye, speaking to himself as if brainwashing himself, kept repeating, "Go die, go die..."

Given the disparity in their sizes and Lu Ziye’s great strength, Lu Sheng was entirely unable to breathe or catch her breath, let alone struggle.

If she were a normal person, she wouldn’t have even had a chance to call for help from Lu Jingyan outside and would have been strangled to death within seconds.

But fortunately, she was not human.

So she raised her right hand and forcefully pried Lu Ziye’s hand open a bit, finally managing to gasp for air and hoarsely called out, "Third brother..."

It’s not just ’third brother,’ Lu Ziye didn’t even remember his own name now.

All he was thinking about was killing the person in front of him.

But Lu Ziye did not expect that this frail-looking girl would have such strength, able to forcefully pry his hands open.

So obviously, he became even angrier.

He moved forward a dozen centimeters, and the force on Lu Sheng’s neck increased instantly, while the girl’s hands began to move.

Lu Ziye thought the girl was going to attack him, and his body involuntarily flinched.

He was about to exert more force to kill her, but he never expected that when the girl raised her hand, she wasn’t going to retaliate against him.

She just... suddenly embraced him.

Yes, when he was about to use all his strength to strangle her, the girl instead hugged him.

The sudden warmth enveloping his cold body made Lu Ziye pause, his grip unconsciously loosening slightly.

Just then, Lu Sheng, whose eyes were reddened from being choked, looked up and gently patted Lu Ziye’s back like soothing a child, "Third brother... don’t be afraid."

Lu Ziye tensed up, and heard the girl softly say, "I know you’re scared... I won’t hurt you, no one will hurt you."

"Third brother just forgot who I am... I am your sister, your younger sister. A sister will never hurt her brother, right?"