Becoming the Empress: Golden Finger Set Under My Bed - Chapter 47
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Chapter 47: Nanny Liu’s Determination
Hearing this, Nanny Liu felt her heart was breaking apart and couldn’t help shedding tears. Standing behind Nanny Liu, Hong Yu gave her the handkerchief and glared at Ye Chengzhi, “Nanny, Miss An is blessed by the Heaven. She will be fine. But Nanny Liu, we are not as considerate as you. We have to count on you… Nanny Liu, please take care of yourself and recover soon, so you can serve Miss An!”
Sitting on the chair, Nanny Liu couldn’t help shivering. With her pale lips trembling slightly, she looked up at Ye Chengzhi full of despair, “If the thing at my nape could keep intact…”
Actually Nanny Liu knew clearly that her nape was getting worse day by day. Although she could not see it, she could smell the nasty odour at any time. It was indeed disgusting.
And she could not lie in the bed anymore because she felt that there was a stone at her back, making her struggle every single hour.
“I’m quite old. Am I going to die soon?” said Nanny Liu in a low yet clear voice.
Hearing this, Hong Yu felt so heart-breaking and cried, “Nanny Liu! What are you talking about?”
Inside the curtain, An Rushuang couldn’t help gripping the quilt, looking extremely concerned.
If An Rushuang did not see Nanny Liu yesterday, she would not have made the decision at this early time. It was just like the gout on her back. The more they were afraid of the gout, the more likely it would get worse. It’s better to get rid of it as soon as possible.
Hearing this, Ye Chengzhi took a sigh. Nanny Liu had never talked about this to him and it was not good to talk about life and death in front of the patient. But this time, Ye Chengzhi nodded and said seriously, “Nanny Liu, the thing at your back is called gout. If it is not on the nape, it might be ok not to remove it and there is a still chance of survival. But it is exactly on your nape; this kind of gout will get bigger and fester around your neck until you could not eat. At that time, even god cannot save you.”
What he said was all truth. But seeing Hong Yu at Nanny Liu’s side bursting into tears, Ye Chengzhi did not bear to say more.
This girl was fierce several minutes ago, but now she was all tears. How could those girls shed tears so easily?
Nanny Liu was the calmest person. She nodded, “Mister Ye, can you help me? If the gout is removed… can I… survive?”
Saying so, Nanny Liu couldn’t help shivering, her lips trembling along.
“At the beginning, I have 70% to 80% confidence to cure you, but now I have 80% to 90% if you do what I ask you to without doubt,” replied Ye Chengzhi.
In fact, he only had 50% to 60% to cure Nanny Liu. But seeing her desire to live, Ye Chengzhi felt he had more odds of success.
At this time, Ye Chengzhi suddenly understood the life-and-death stuff his master told him previously. Every life he saved from death had a strong desire to live in this world.
These people were worth to be saved.
And his effort was also worthy.
Hearing this, Nanny Liu smiled. She had not smiled once since she was punished by Lord An last time.
“Then when shall we begin?” said Nanny Liu after a while.
“What about tomorrow? I have to prepare some medicines today to ensure everything is under control,” said Ye Chengzhi.
“Good! My life is in your hand now. Thank you so much!” She smiled.
Hearing this, An Rushuang couldn’t help taking a sigh and feeling worried. Tomorrow was no less than going for death for Nanny Liu.
That Nanny Liu made such a brave determination was all because she wanted to take care of An Rushuang.
An Rushuang didn’t come out from the curtain until Hong Yu and Nanny Liu left.
“Nanny Liu is like my second mother. So please make sure you save her, Mister Ye.”
Saying so, An Rushuang bowed to him.
“Miss An, I’ll do whatever I can.”
Ye Chengzhi quickly helped her up, only to find that An Rushuang’s eyes were all red.
Seeing this, even Ye Chengzhi was moved by her sincerity, “Miss An, do you trust me?”