The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!

Chapter 762: Stop Pretending!



The uninvited guest, Su Yingxue, had disrupted her plans. Su Xinlan had merely instructed someone to take action against her but ended up being choked by her. She had almost been strangled to death!

Marquis Changxin’s expression changed slightly. “Lan’er has always been gentle. How could she behave like this?”

“Gentle?” Su Yingxue raised her eyebrows. It seemed like the Old Marquis had been deceived by Su Xinlan!

“Regardless of what Lan’er has done, she belongs to my Changxin Marquis’s Manor and is also the aunt of the Ninth Princess Consort. Ninth Princess Consort, please release your first and stop troubling her,” Marquis Changxin said. He still showed concern for Su Xinlan.

If the person choking Su Xinlan had not been Su Yingxue, he wouldn’t have been so polite earlier.

Su Yingxue released Su Xinlan.

Su Xinlan immediately rushed into Marquis Changxin’s arms, crying softly, appearing fragile.

Marquis Changxin was also busy comforting her. Despite the significant age difference between the two, their intimate huddling made it seem like they had a deep emotional bond.

Marquis Changxin patted Su Xinlan’s back to console her. “There, Lan’er, with me here, you don’t need to be afraid.”

“Marquis, if you hadn’t come, I would have been dead! If I die, it’s not a big deal, but I can’t afford to involve my sister! She’s so sick, and if her condition worsens, what will happen to her?”

Su Xinlan was in tears and snot. Instead of thinking about herself, she was showing concern for Xu Aoqing.

Xu Aoqing felt disgusted by Su Xinlan’s fake compassion. “Enough! Do you think I don’t know that my illness is not because of you?”

“Enough! Have you said enough? If you’re ill, then focus on recuperating. Has this mansion ever lacked anything for you or treated you poorly? Hasn’t Lan’er treated you well enough over the years? I feel sorry for her!”

Marquis Changxin showed gentle affection towards Su Xinlan but only expressed anger towards Xu Aoqing. Xu Aoqing lowered her eyes in distress, tears swirling in her eye sockets.

“Father, Mother didn’t mean to distort the truth. After Dr. Su’s treatment, Mother’s condition indeed improved! Look at Mother’s face, it’s much better, and she can speak a few more words! ”

Ye Lingbai quickly went forward to explain to Xu Aoqing.

Marquis Changxin glanced at Xu Aoqing. Her complexion had indeed improved significantly.

Then, his gaze shifted to Su Yingxue. “I’ve heard that the Ninth Princess Consort’s medical skills are outstanding. Today, Ninth Princess Consort, I thank you for your efforts.”

Su Yingxue nodded. “You’re welcome, Marquis.”

Originally, she hadn’t planned to get deeply involved in the affairs of Changxin Marquis’s Manor. But seeing Su Xinlan’s helpless appearance, she realized that if she didn’t intervene, Xu Aoqing and Ye Lingbai might suffer.

So, she tilted her head and said, “Marquis, I don’t mind treating Madam, but don’t you want to know why her illness is so severe, to the point where she can’t even get out of bed? Some doctors even say that she won’t survive for more than a few years.”

Marquis Changxin looked surprised. “Have you met the doctors who treated Madam before?”

Su Yingxue shook her head. “I haven’t, but after examining Madam’s pulse, I can guess what the doctors might say.”

” What could be the reason then?” After all, she was the wife he had officially married. Even if he had no feelings for her, Marquis Changxin still cared about her.

Su Yingxue was about to speak when Su Xinlan hastily interrupted, “Marquis! Yingxue is my niece from my maternal family. Although she had exceptional medical skills, but recently… we’ve had many conflicts.”

As she spoke, she grabbed her handkerchief and began to wipe her tears. Her low and hoarse voice carried a weak sob. “She has always held a grudge against Zhenzhen’s matter! The other day when I was scolded by Father, she was involved too…”


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