Chapter 155 hospitals calls

Ren Xin sat stiffly by the hospital bed, her thin fingers clutching the edge of the blanket as if anchoring herself. The soft beeping of monitors filled the room, blending with the muffled sounds of the bustling hospital corridor. 

Senior Mr. Qin lay unconscious, his breathing aided by a thin oxygen tube resting beneath his nose. His face, pale and lined with years of experience and hardship, looked fragile in the stark white light of the room. 

The butler stood near the foot of the bed, his arms crossed tightly over his chest as he glanced at the woman seated beside the ailing patriarch. He had never trusted Ren Xin. 

Her motives had always been obvious, marrying Senior Mr. Qin only to gain control of his wealth and company. 

But her ambitions had been thwarted when the elder Qin passed the company to his son, Mr. Qin Mo, effectively cutting her out of her desired legacy.