<h4>Chapter 138: 138: 70 Missed calls</h4>


    <strong>Trantor: </strong>Dragon Boat Trantion <strong>Editor: </strong>Dragon Boat Trantion


    Zhan Lichuan had turned into a quadriplegic, and he would not be called for something if it wasn’t something important. As she thought of how his organs may fail at any time, an idea appeared in her head.


    She quickly opened the door and saw a maid that was passing by.


    “Where’s Ah Chuan?” Jing Qian asked.


    This maid was extremely close with Jiang Yuxi. Now that Jiang Yuxi couldn’t even see the Third Young Master because of Jing Qian, and since she had already heard of Jing Qian’s identity from Jing Yuxi, she knew that this Young Mistress was only an ordinary woman with no powers in the family. The only reason she was here was because she got lucky.


    Therefore, when Jing Qian asked her where Zhan Lichuan was, the maid sneered and asked, “Oh, so you have finally thought of the Third Young Master? Where were you when everyone was trying to call you? Why didn’t you pick up your phone?”


    Jing Qian frowned.


    Her phone had been switched to a different interface, and she had forgotten to switch it back to normal after rescuing Hong Lu.


    As she switched back to the normal interface, she saw that there were about 70 missed calls.


    There was one from Butler Xu, another from Zhan Shuyu, and the rest were from Jiang Yuxi.


    All 70 missed calls onlysted for about 5 seconds. It looked like Jiang Yuxi had put in quite a lot of effort in trying to increase the number of missed calls she had made.


    Jing Qian quickly made a call to Zhan Shuyu, but she did not answer her phone.


    Then, she decided to call Butler Xu, who picked up instantly.


    It turned out that Zhan Lichuan had a heart attack back at home and had trouble breathing, which was why he was admitted into the hospital. They had justpleted the emergency treatment, but because he was in a bad condition, Butler Xu was hoping that Jing Qian would be able toe to the hospital as soon as possible.


    “I’ll be there in about two hours.”


    “Sure, Young Mistress, pleasee as soon as possible.”


    Butler Xu did not care about what Jing Qian was up to. Zhan Lichuan’s condition was what mattered most at this point. He didn’t bother asking where Jing Qian had gone, why she didn’t pick up her phone, and why she still needed two hours beforeing to the hospital. It was already good enough that she had agreed toe to the hospital; it would be even better if she would be able tofort Zhan Lichuan.


    After ending the call, Jing Qian turned around and walked back to her room, ignoring the maid that was standing outside.


    When the maid saw that Jing Qian was back in her room, she finally had the courage to show her true self. She turned towards the thick door and screamed, “Hmph! Who does she think she is? If it wasn’t because you were lucky, no one would even care about you! Dating other wild men outside and ignoring your own husband. Third Young Master is definitely the unluckiest man on earth, to have a wife like you! Being a dog in the manger! There will be a day where you will definitely be kicked out of the Zhan family!”


    After that, the maid left in a rage.


    There was a clear difference between how Jiang Yuxi and Jing Qian treated her. Whenever Jiang Yuxi saw her, she would greet her and smile, but Jing Qian would just ignore her. This greatly humiliated her.


    As Jing Qian had been cultivating, her vision and hearing had greatly improved and was much better than that of ordinary people. She may not be as great as her previous self yet, but she was already considered quite skilled.


    Plus, the maid wasn’t even trying to be quiet while she was cursing at her, which was why Jing Qian could clearly hear each and every word that the maid was saying.


    There were numerous people who hated her, and there were even those who wanted her dead, but even if she epted this situation of being hated, it doesn’t mean that she would allow them to throw sh*t on her.


    Jing Qian red at the door before walking back into her room.


    Her bedroom also had a study room attached to it. Before this, the previous owner had turned this into a room for her bags, but Jing Qian had just cleared them out two days ago so that she could ce certain equipment that woulde in handy for her.