After Going Viral on a Dating Show, I'm Pampered by All-Chapter 187 - : Third Brother, Take a Look at These, You Aren’t That Lucky

“While you went to see Qiaoqiao, I don’t know what happened between you two, but she’s very gravely ill. Here’s the medical record with detailed timelines for you to see, and you don’t need to worry about it being fake because I had your senior brother issue it.”

Sang Siyang directly opened the chat page with his senior brother and enlarged the image to show him.

The conditions on the medical record were indeed dire, virtually hopeless. Was she really that sick?

Sang Qingran’s hands trembled slightly, he exited the zoomed mode, saw that familiar name, and couldn’t help but open his Moments to check.

It was indeed his senior brother’s WeChat; there’s no way that medical record could be fake.

So when Sang Qiao said she didn’t want to leave the hospital, was it because she didn’t want to give up on treatment?

So, her statement about not wanting to go home was because she didn’t want to die in front of them?

“Here are these too, I think you should take a look,” Sang Siyang switched out of the page, and opened a remittance statement and some blurry chat records.

“During the years Mom and Dad didn’t support your medical studies, you weren’t that lucky with real-name remittances, luck in winnings, or people’s kindness, even your high-paying job was all Qiaoqiao’s doing.”

Hearing the words by his ear and seeing the remittances and chat records asking others to take good care of him, Sang Qingran’s back stiffened to the extreme.

“Third Brother, can you tell me if there’s any other reason to resent Qiaoqiao? I want to investigate thoroughly; I don’t want there to be any misunderstandings between you two.”

Sang Siyang’s gaze fell on Third Brother’s alarmed face, quietly waiting for him to speak.

“There’s nothing more, you’ve made it very clear,” Sang Qingran answered him, his lips trembling.

“Alright, I’m leaving now,” Sang Siyang picked up his mobile phone and left. He was also deeply shocked when he found those records; so when Qiaoqiao cared about someone, she could give her all.

If only she had taken some of that money to buy gifts to please Mom, perhaps Mom wouldn’t have viewed her so unfavorably.

But she didn’t, at that time, Sang Qiao probably had her priorities clear, letting Third Brother continue his dream was far more important than pleasing Mom.

Sang Qingran didn’t speak to keep him, he clenched his fists, his emotions complicated and painful inside, Sang Qiao… why did she have to go to such lengths?

She wasn’t afraid of her parents’ wrath at all; even her eldest brother wouldn’t dare send money like she did, but Sang Qiao…

He closed his eyes in pain and leaned against the chair, wishing she had never been kind to him, preferring it all to be exploitation.

Sang Qingran fumbled and grabbed his phone with the last bit of hope and called his senior brother.

When the call connected, the senior brother’s irritable voice came through, “Damn! You brothers are doing this on purpose, aren’t you? One disturbs my sleep early in the morning, and the other in the afternoon.”

“Is the medical report real? Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Sang Qingran asked hoarsely.

On the other end, the senior brother, hearing his pitiful voice for the first time, dropped his joking tone, “You ran out of the hospital and booked a ticket to leave; I thought you knew.”

Sang Qingran bitterly smiled, right, he left so quickly, waiting for nothing, despite being just a wall away, he didn’t even have the courage to go in.

Seeing the fairytale like silence on the other side, the senior brother couldn’t help but speak out to comfort him, “Don’t be too sad. Everything must be endured. Your sister is gone; she definitely wouldn’t want you to be too sad for her.”

“You’re the one who’s gone, shut up,” Sang Qingran snapped back, his face turning grim.

The senior brother, shocked by the scolding, stiffened, “Your sister couldn’t still be alive, could she?”

“Uh-huh.”

“Did you see the medical report? Is it that serious, and it’s okay now?”

“Bye.” Sang Qingran cut off the call, remembering the attending doctor on the medical report: L.

The person used as an exemplary figure by the teacher, and the one he admired the most.

Sang Qingran tossed his phone aside, for the first time realizing that there was someone in this world who would go to such lengths for him; he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

Why was Sang Qiao so foolish, others didn’t dare, yet she had the courage.

Sang Qingran got up and walked to the building where Mrs. Sang lived, going straight to the floor and the ward where she was.

His eyes reddening, he stared at the woman holding the dirty bear inside, “You really do live wilfully, hiding from your mistakes in this manner.”

Mrs. Sang turned her head and gave him a silly smile, “Qiaoqiao has been very good today, why hasn’t Sang Zheng come back yet? Is the company very busy?”

“That’s not Sang Qiao; don’t you know you drove her away!” Sang Qingran glared at her intensely.

“What are you talking about? Qiaoqiao is right here,” Mrs. Sang said in confusion, holding the bear.

“It’s not.” Sang Qingran strode over, snatched the bear from her hands, and threw it on the ground, stomping on it several times.

“Ah… give me back my Qiaoqiao!” Mrs. Sang suddenly screamed, reaching out to pick up the bear, patting off the dust, and shook her head.

With many images flashing through her mind, she covered her ears, “Don’t speak, don’t speak, sorry… sorry…”

“Save those words for her next time. You’ve never been a good mother; you were like a good mother to Sang Jiao, but what did you get? Mom, please take your treatment seriously, I hope you get better soon.”

Sang Qingran scoffed mockingly; everyone was living in remorse and regret.

Why should Mrs. Sang, the chief culprit, feign ignorance with peace of mind? The one who should be suffering the most is her.

As for Sang Zheng, such a person does not deserve to be called a father. The only way to make him regret is to let him watch as their worth continually rises, yet he gains no benefit from it.