Ch 62 : Sisters Reunited

At the hospital.

Shen Nanyue put down her phone, her cold eyes meeting Chen Ting’s furious gaze.

“Shen Nanyue! Why did you bring me here?”

Only Shen Nanyue and Chen Ting were inside the hospital room.

Shen Nanyue pulled over a chair and sat beside the bed.

Though she sat lower than Chen Ting, her presence overwhelmingly dominated the room.

“Chen Ting, answer me this—where did the blood you received during your episodes all these years come from?”

There wasn’t the slightest panic on Chen Ting’s face, as though she had long expected Shen Nanyue to ask this question.

She sneered. “Since when did you start caring about my business?”

“Just answer the question.”

“And why should I? Shen Nanyue, you have nothing to do with the Chen family anymore! My brother already dumped you, and you still dare act arrogant in front of me? Pah!”

Shen Nanyue ignored her brainless insults.

Only after Chen Ting finished did she take out An’an’s painting of the girl beneath the umbrella.

“Where did you get this painting?”

Chen Ting fell silent.

Clearly unwilling to say another word to Shen Nanyue.

Shen Nanyue wasn’t angry.

She merely put away the painting calmly and smiled faintly.

“Since you don’t want to say it, then let me say it for you.”

She stood up and carefully placed the painting back into her bag.

“This painting came from the girl who serves as your living blood bank. Little Xingxing’s paintings are worth quite a lot of money and have collector’s value too.”

“You’re talking nonsense!”

Ignoring Chen Ting’s anger, Shen Nanyue continued.

“Your hemophilia can’t be cured. On top of that, your blood type is rare. The Chen family has always collected panda blood from hospitals in case you had an episode and there wasn’t enough blood available.”

“But starting three years ago, the Chen family completely stopped searching for panda blood. During these three years, you’ve had plenty of episodes, yet every time you recovered quickly. It’s hard not to suspect that you already found a continuous source of blood!”

At this point, Shen Nanyue glanced at Chen Ting.

Chen Ting’s expression was no longer as calm as when Shen Nanyue first entered.

A trace of irritation appeared in her eyes.

Shen Nanyue continued, “You, your brother, and I grew up together. Even though you weren’t close to An’an, you both knew An’an had panda blood. And three years ago… happened to be when An’an disappeared.”

“What exactly are you trying to say?”

Chen Ting gripped the bedsheets tightly, trying hard to control her emotions.

Shen Nanyue’s expression suddenly turned icy.

She stood up and glared down at Chen Ting from above.

“The person imprisoned in the mountainside villa is An’an. The person who’s been supplying your blood all these years is An’an. Three years ago, you found her and kept her in the villa, keeping her there at all times in preparation for your episodes. Isn’t that right?”

Shen Nanyue’s furious voice trembled slightly with cold rage.

Chen Ting stubbornly refused to admit it.

“These are all just your guesses! What proof do you have that Shen An’an was imprisoned by me?!”

Shen Nanyue leaned close to Chen Ting and whispered softly,

“I have plenty of evidence. The strongest evidence is An’an herself. Haven’t you noticed? You’ve been in the hospital this long—why hasn’t An’an shown up yet?”

Chen Ting finally panicked.

Her eyes darted around wildly, and her face turned pale.

Shen Nanyue straightened up and sat back down in the chair.

“Illegal imprisonment, forced blood extraction, attempted murder… Let me think. With all those crimes combined, how many years do you think you’ll be sentenced to?”

Chen Ting, who had been trying to call Chen Mu, suddenly froze.

“You’re calling the police?”

Shen Nanyue looked at her without speaking, but the determination in her eyes already said everything.

Chen Ting suddenly became hysterical.

Leaning toward Shen Nanyue, she widened her eyes furiously.

“Shen Nanyue! You wouldn’t dare! If you do this, my brother will hate you even more!”

“How your brother sees me has nothing to do with me. But you hurt the only family member I have left. I will never let you off easily. Not just you—even Chen Mu won’t escape.”

“Shen Nanyue! You dare?!”

Crossing her legs elegantly, Shen Nanyue rested both hands on her knee and gave a mocking smile.

“Calm down. If you really have another episode, An’an won’t be giving you blood anymore.”

Another crushing blow struck Chen Ting.

Only then did she realize that Shen Nanyue really had found An’an.

Someone as vengeful as Shen Nanyue would definitely retaliate against her.

What should she do?

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door.

Chen Ting thought her brother had arrived, so she quickly got up and ran to the door barefoot.

Just as she was about to speak pitifully, she realized the person standing outside the door was a woman wearing a black cloak, her face covered in scars like a vengeful ghost.

“Ah!”

Chen Ting screamed and stumbled backward, collapsing onto the floor.

Beneath the cloak, those pale gray eyes shifted around before finally settling on the figure beside the hospital bed.

A hoarse voice slowly escaped her throat.

“Si…ster…”

The moment Chen Ting opened the door, Shen Nanyue had already stood up.

And when she saw the frail figure wrapped inside the cloak, tears had already filled her eyes.

Then she heard An’an call her “sister” in that hoarse, aged voice unlike anything Shen Nanyue had ever heard before.

At that moment, her tears completely lost control, streaming down endlessly.

“An’an!”

She rushed over to her, heartbroken, checking every inch of her body from head to toe.

The frail body was even thinner than when An’an was a child.

Burn scars covered her face and hands, and due to long-term malnutrition, the body beneath the black cloak was slightly hunched over.

At first glance, she looked like a tiny old woman curled inside a cloak.

Who could possibly tell that this disfigured woman standing before them was actually the same age as Shen Nanyue?

“An’an… I’m sorry, I’m sorry… You’ve suffered so much…”

Shen Nanyue could no longer hold back.

She embraced An’an painfully, tears pouring down in heavy drops.

An’an said nothing more.

She only raised her hand and gently patted Shen Nanyue’s back while tears slid over the mottled scars on her face and dripped onto Shen Nanyue’s shoulder.

For the past three years, she had lived a fate worse than death.

The only thing keeping her alive in this world had been Shen Nanyue—the sole light supporting her through countless dark and hopeless days and nights.

She wanted to speak again, but her burned vocal cords could no longer produce another sound.

Zhou Yushen stood by the doorway.

Only after the two women had calmed down slightly did he step forward.

“Take An’an for a physical examination first. The police should arrive soon.”

Only then did Shen Nanyue release An’an and carefully support her.

“An’an, I’ll take you for a checkup first. Don’t worry. Your sister is here now. I’ll do everything possible to restore your health to how it was three years ago!”

An’an nodded.

The two of them prepared to leave.

Suddenly, behind them, Chen Ting let out a shrill scream.

She scrambled to her feet, clutching a small knife she had somehow pulled out, and viciously lunged toward Shen Nanyue.

“If you die, no one will ever find out about this!”

Shen Nanyue was supporting An’an and failed to react in time.

Just as the knife was about to stab into the middle of her back, Zhou Yushen suddenly rushed over, swiftly raising his left hand to shield her.

The sound of the blade piercing flesh made Shen Nanyue’s soul tremble in terror.

“Zhou Yushen!”