Drama Queen Reborn as a Top Student!-Chapter 886 - 423: Breaking Down to Rise Again—True Rebirth

Jingzhou Mingren Hospital, top floor VIP ward area.

Whenever nurses come to the door of this ward, they always avoid it from afar.

Inside, there are sounds of furniture being smashed, accompanied by the hysterical screams of a young girl.

The nurses at Mingren Hospital have strict regulations and absolutely cannot gossip about patients’ privacy, but privately they talk about it in their groups.

The patient in bed C shouldn’t be in the oncology department; she should see the psychiatrist.

Every day she screams and shouts like a maniac, smashes things—not like she has cancer, it’s more like bipolar disorder.

Yes, the girl in bed C was diagnosed with lung cancer at a very young age. Young people’s cells reproduce quickly, so cancer cells spread faster. Mingren Hospital used the most advanced anti-cancer drugs to keep her alive, and their family is wealthy enough not to blink at spending over a million a week on anti-cancer drugs.

Many cancer patients are destroyed by their mindset. Her mother specifically emphasized to the medical staff that everyone must hide her cancer diagnosis from her. The gentle lady even gave a big red envelope to all the doctors and nurses on this floor, expressing the loving heart of a caring mother. Naturally, everyone complied with medical ethics and wouldn’t tell the patient.

The patient, who has been hospitalized for almost a month, is still kept in the dark about her diagnosis.

That’s why she still has the energy to make a fuss and smash things every day. If she knew she had cancer, she wouldn’t be able to do that; life would only be about surviving.

The nurse who has seen many life-and-death situations sighed.

High heels clicked on the floor with a "tap, tap, tap" sound, elegant and dignified.

The nurse looked up, and sure enough, it was that noblewoman.

Always dignified and graceful, full of poise, even the smile on her lips is gentle and kind, giving people the feeling of being bathed in spring breezes.

This noblewoman has a pleasant appearance, reminiscent of compassionate bodhisattvas in Buddhist temples, but her eyes are filled with a faint layer of sorrow. Yes, her daughter has an incurable disease; as a mother, how could she be happy?

As the noblewoman passed by the nurse, she gently nodded to her, and the nurse caught a faint scent of sandalwood from the woman, carrying a hint of bitterness—not unpleasant, but rather calming the restless heart instantly.

Wei Zhuhua stood at the door of the ward, listening to the girl’s curses and screams inside, her delicate brows slightly furrowed.

"Give it to me." She took the thermal container from the nanny’s hand behind her, pushed open the door, and went in.

A vase smashed by her feet, shattering into pieces.

Wei Zhuhua calmly walked over the broken vase pieces, put the thermal container on the coffee table, and opened it: "Today’s soup is safflower pig’s foot soup, come have some."

"I can’t drink it." Yu Ruohuan shouted irritably.

On TV, a reporter asked, "You’ve just won the MT International Mathematics Challenge, and the World Championships four times in a row, and even started filming a TV series. Everyone is curious, where do you find so much time in a day?"

The girl’s calm and composed voice was like a gentle breeze, dispelling the sweltering heat.

"Netizens jokingly say I have forty-eight hours a day, which is quite true, I have forty-eight hours a day." The girl finished speaking and playfully winked.

A casual remark elegantly answered the reporter’s query.

A great person once said, time is like water in a sponge; squeeze it, and there will always be some. Hard-working people squeeze the water from the sponge, while lazy people just complain.

Wei Zhuhua paused while serving the soup and turned to look at the TV.

On TV, the girl was without makeup, yet her bright eyes and white teeth, confident and radiant smile, conveyed a vibrant spirit.

She was a delightful girl who made people involuntarily smile. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Wei Zhuhua watched intently.

Yu Ruohuan couldn’t bear it anymore, grabbed the tablet beside her, and hurled it at the TV.

The TV screen shattered, the picture abruptly stopped.

The tablet smashed on the ground, its screen cracked.

Yu Ruohuan breathed heavily, her face flushed and twisted with anger.

Wei Zhuhua continued to serve the soup nonchalantly, then handed it to Yu Ruohuan.

Yu Ruohuan swept the soup bowl to the ground in a single motion, the broth spilling everywhere, climbing up Wei Zhuhua’s expensive dress and genuine leather shoes.

Yu Ruohuan glared at Wei Zhuhua in frustration: "I want to be discharged; I’ve had enough of this place. I don’t understand; it’s just pneumonia, I’m already better. Why do you insist on keeping me here?"

After speaking, she quickly covered her chest and began coughing violently, bending down, the coughing becoming more severe, her face contorting in pain.

Wei Zhuhua sighed, walked over, squatted down, and gently patted her back to soothe her breathing.