She Asks for a Divorce Again

Chapter 41: Chapter 41: Plane Crash
 

She had barely finished speaking when Bai Sheng’er finally noticed another man sitting next to her.

The man was wearing a white coat and had a stethoscope around his neck, clearly the family doctor of this place.

Thinking about her fake medical report, Bai Sheng’er had a very bad feeling.

Pei Yansi merely glanced at the doctor and sat down next to the old lady, asking, “What exactly is the matter?”

The old lady didn’t speak immediately; her sharp gaze fell on Bai Sheng’er, sizing her up from head to toe.

Bai Sheng’er felt as uncomfortable as if sitting on pins and needles, disturbed by the way she was being appraised like a commodity, but she also knew the old lady held the power of speech in the Pei family, so she hurried forward and sweetly called out, “Grandma…”

Her tone was unmistakably ingratiating.

But the old lady wouldn’t have any of it, coldly saying, “I don’t deserve to be called your grandma.”

Hearing this, Bai Sheng’er’s face turned pale.

Ignoring her reaction, the old lady said to the doctor beside her, “Diagnose her right here and see if she really has leukemia and is about to die.”

Bai Sheng’er’s heart immediately leaped into her throat.

Just as she feared, if this doctor started examining her, she would be exposed on the spot.

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Frantically, she hid behind Pei Yansi, pretending to be scared, and said, “Brother Yan Si, I’m afraid to let a stranger examine me…”

Seeing her pitiful act, the old lady became irritated. She couldn’t understand why men fell for such acts and bluntly said, “Are you afraid of a strange doctor, or are you afraid of your lies being exposed?”

“I don’t understand what Grandma is saying…” Bai Sheng’er continued to hide behind Pei Yansi, hoping he would help her refuse the doctor.

Pei Yansi didn’t suspect Bai Sheng’er’s intentions; knowing the family doctor was highly skilled, he thought the doctor might help her condition.

Far from helping her, he actually pulled her out and sat her down on a chair on the other side, saying, “Don’t worry, my family doctor is gentle. Let him examine you, and he can take care of your condition afterwards, so you’ll recover quickly.”

Bai Sheng’er hadn’t expected this outcome.

Now that Pei Yansi had spoken, she could no longer refuse and reluctantly sat in the chair, steeling herself for the examination.

Meanwhile, she kept thinking about what lies to tell Pei Yansi to make him trust her if she were exposed.

The doctor, an experienced traditional Chinese medicine practitioner long used by the Pei family, was very skilled—a single pulse reading could reveal many illnesses.

He took Bai Sheng’er’s pulse.

The pulse indicated she was very healthy. Shortly after, the doctor retracted his hand and said to the old lady, “Miss Bai is very healthy; she has no disease. There might be a minor external injury on her leg, but it’s very light and not life-threatening.”

After speaking, he looked towards Pei Yansi to gauge his reaction.

Pei Yansi frowned and turned to Bai Sheng’er, asking, “What is going on here?”

Bai Sheng’er was nervous, her palms sweating as she hurriedly said, “I don’t know, but the previous doctor indeed said I had leukemia and wouldn’t live long…”

She blinked, and tears fell from her eyes, saying, “Brother Yan Si, don’t you believe me?”

Seeing her tears, Pei Yansi was reminded of Shen Fanshuang; his heart softened, and he said, “Of course I believe you.”

Hearing their conversation, the old lady looked at him incredulously and said, “Do you not believe our doctor who has been with us for so many years? She’s clearly deceiving you; can’t you see that?”

Pei Yansi’s frown deepened, now understanding why his grandmother had summoned him back. He said, “Grandmother, this is my personal affair, and I hope you won’t interfere next time.”

“Traditional medicine is good, but it can be inaccurate with just a pulse diagnosis. Western medicine, however, uses machine diagnosis. There must have been some misunderstanding.”

Bai Sheng’er quickly agreed, crying, “Yes, Brother Yansi, it’s impossible for me to deceive you, especially on such a serious matter…”

“It’s also possible that the hospital staff got the report wrong, not the family doctor…”

Pei Yansi gently wiped away her tears but remained silent.

The old lady was infuriated by their interaction, not believing her grandson could be so oblivious.

Her chest heaved with anger as she scolded, “This is disgraceful! Get out!”

Pei Yansi seemed unaffected by his grandmother’s sudden outburst, as if it were a common occurrence, and left with Bai Sheng’er.

Once they were in the car after leaving the old residence, Bai Sheng’er, still visibly shaken, nestled into his arms and sobbed, “Does grandmother really dislike me that much…”

“Don’t worry,” Pei Yansi said sternly, still harboring some doubts in his heart—how could the hospital make a mistake on such a serious illness? He certainly didn’t think the error was on the part of their family doctor.

From the driver’s seat, the assistant asked, “President Pei, where to?”

“Drop Miss Bai off at the hotel.”

After delivering them to the hotel, Pei Yansi directed his assistant to contact the doctor to come and properly diagnose Bai Sheng’er’s real condition.

The assistant acknowledged and said the doctor would take a few days to arrive.

The next day, Pei Yansi didn’t let Bai Sheng’er go to work but had her rest well in the hotel while he went to the office.

Upon entering his office, his assistant came in and said, “Director Shen’s public relations issue has been resolved.”

Pei Yansi was momentarily stunned—the public relations problem had been tricky, but she had managed to resolve it in less than three days.

“Where is she?”

“She’s already boarded the plane and should be arriving soon.”

Pei Yansi nodded without asking any further questions about Shen Heyu. As he opened his laptop to start work, a news alert popped up.

The news reported a mid-sized aircraft, Boeing 6488, had encountered a crash.

Plane crashes were extremely rare, but once they occurred, there were hardly any survivors. He frowned and clicked to read more.

“What flight was she on?”

The assistant mentioned a flight number, and Pei Yansi’s expression instantly darkened.

He abruptly stood up, circled his desk, and quickly left the office.

The assistant, puzzled, glanced at his laptop and immediately felt a rush of anxiety, quickly following him out.

They exited the office one after another, and without needing to ask, the assistant rapidly drove to the airport.

The airport was already congested with many family members of those on the same flight, all held outside, shouting for clear information, while the security personnel persistently did their job.

Pei Yansi went directly to the VIP lounge.

Someone came to receive him, taking aback upon seeing his bloodshot eyes, whispered in an extremely soft voice, “President Pei…”