She looked sorrowful. âI was captured and met my nemesis. Even my voodoo was powerless. I met a witch hunter. I told you before. Itâs all over for me if I encounter a witch hunter. I was bitten by my own parasites. Sir, I need your blood to heal because I raised these two parasites after I fell in love with you. They were the parasites I raised in our names. Sir, do you still remember?â
Tong Hui snorted coldly. âI will not give my blood to useless people!â There was obvious disgust in his tone.
Ma Ji choked with sobs. âI understand. In fact, from the beginning, you looked down on me and hated me, right? My sister risked her life to save you. You used her witchcraft and medical skills, and then you betrayed her, causing her to lose her life. My father said that you are an ingrate.
âI didnât believe him. I followed you without hesitation. For so many years, I was by your side without a name or status, but I was willing. I never refused what you asked me to do. No matter how difficult it was, I would do my best. I humbled myself so that you could put me in your heart. Even if you didnât give me a name, even if you didnât give me anything in return, at least you could put me in your heart.â
Tong Hui snorted again, his face full of disdain.
Ma Ji sighed. âI asked for too much. I was too greedy. I thought that I would be able to warm your cold heart after giving so much. Unfortunately, I was wrong.â
Tong Hui said coldly, âYou are just a witch. If I didnât take you in, you would have been captured by the witch hunters already. I let you live for so many years. I was the one who provided you with fine clothes and fine food! What else do you want? You did everything for me willingly. You wanted to please me, but you betrayed me in the end. How could you have the face to accuse me now?â
Tong Hui looked as if Ma Ji was the one who had harmed him.
Ma Ji didnât say anything. She took a deep look at Tong Hui and then looked at me.
âMiss Nanxing, I canât thank you enough for saving my life. I canât repay you enough. Iâll tell you what I know. Itâs just a small token of my appreciation.â She smiled at me.
I suddenly had a bad feeling.
Ma Jiâs gaze fell on my little uncle. âMr. Tong Le, the person who got the family disease isnât Mr. Tong Hui.â
My uncle and I looked at Ma Ji in surprise.
Ma Ji smiled faintly. âThe person who has the familyâs disease is Mr. Tong Zhuo!â
We were all stunned by Ma Jiâs words.
âShut up!â Tong Hui shouted angrily. He drove his wheelchair and wanted to rush over but was stopped by Qu Hao. He said lazily, âSir! The madam hasnât stopped talking. We shanât interrupt her. This is not polite.â
Tong Hui panted heavily and glared at Ma Ji.
Ma Ji showed pity on her face. âA parentâs love for their son is far-reaching. In order to save his son, Mr. Tong Hui is willing to sacrifice anyone else. As long as he can extend his sonâs life, he can do anything. Every parent can understand this kind of behavior, right?
âUnfortunately, Mr. Tong Zhuo didnât appreciate it. He was so tortured by the illness that he only wanted to solve it once and for all. Therefore, he set his mind on his father. He asked me to draw Mr. Tong Huiâs blood and kept them in stock so that he could use them any time he wanted. It was a good plan. Sir, donât you want to know why Iâve decided to work for Mr. Tong Zhuo?â