The Song Family hadn’t even started to cause trouble when Si Mingjing’s innocent explanations stopped them in their tracks, leaving them fuming but unable to vent. They exchanged glances, unsure whether to believe her outlandish stories. After all, an ordinary person’s eyes couldn’t possibly turn golden.
But perhaps... they mused, imagining the environment on Prison Star. It was populated entirely by vicious criminals, all death row inmates; not a single one was a pushover. Growing up in such a place, it would be a miracle if she hadn’t been bullied. It was conceivable she’d been tormented to the point of developing a split personality—a fierce alter ego emerging in critical moments to protect her weaker self. Such a thing wasn’t entirely out of the realm of possibility.
Especially lately, a popular TV show had captured the attention of both Song Mother and Fang Jing. It was about a boy, frequently bullied in an orphanage, who eventually developed a second personality possessing extraordinary fighting skills.
In short, after the recent chaos, the Song family members now kept their distance from Si Mingjing, fearing she might have an episode at any moment.
Only Song Pianlan, covering her bleeding face, roared, "She’s definitely faking it! I’ll tear her to pieces!"
Song Tengfei reprimanded her, "Enough! This is no time for infighting! Right now, we should be focused on how to appease the Ye Family’s anger! This is all your fault for not knowing your place and causing this mess!"
Song Tengfei had long felt that using medical treatment to threaten the Ye Family was like plucking hairs from a tiger’s head.
Although Pianlan combines beauty and talent, she isn’t the most outstanding in A Country. What kind of family is the Ye Family, and how untouchable is Mo Yinhe’s status? How could they possibly be threatened into making him marry Pianlan? Grandfather is getting senile! To be bewitched by a few of Pianlan’s words into making such a disastrous decision! The Song Group is my lifeblood. I absolutely cannot let my sister destroy it!
"Everyone quiet down," the Song patriarch spoke.
He removed the Silver Needle from the back of Si Mingjing’s head and then took her pulse. However, since a split personality was a mental illness, her pulse told him nothing.
Si Mingjing inwardly smirked. This family was far from united. Song Pianlan yearned to marry into a top-tier elite family, while Song Tengfei dreaded losing the Song Group. She could use this. A small objective, then: deal with Song Pianlan first.
Though she was thinking this, her face remained impassive.
At that moment, the Song patriarch suddenly asked, his scrutinizing gaze fixed on Si Mingjing, "Tell me, was it really you who cured that Ye child’s leg?"
Si Mingjing sat on the sofa, appearing as if she hadn’t fully recovered. She leaned languidly against the backrest, propping up her chin and rubbing her temples.
Upon hearing the question, she uttered a single word, "Hmm."
"How did you heal him?"
The Song patriarch had telephoned and consulted with a doctor from Third Hospital, who said that the Ye child had been healed by a punch. That doctor had praised traditional Chinese medicine as profound and awe-inspiring, even expressing a desire to learn from him, the Song patriarch.
Even the Song patriarch, a distinguished master of traditional Chinese medicine with many years of practice, had never seen any expert heal a fracture with a single punch.
That was purely a fantasy!
Si Mingjing deliberately propped her chin and chuckled, "I punched the kid. It’s something I did all the time on Prison Star."
The Song patriarch was speechless. After a moment, he stamped his cane fiercely, "Nonsense! A Type III-C open tibial fracture is incredibly serious, and you punched him?"
"Anyway, I cured him, didn’t I?" Si Mingjing adopted a deliberately arrogant and proud tone.
The Song patriarch wished he could strike her with his cane.
"And what if you hadn’t cured him? You would have doomed the entire Song Family! Tell me, what prescription did you give Mo Yinhe for his treatment?"