After being murdered by my whole family, I was reborn

Chapter 1853 Take care of your own family's business, don't let outsiders benefit.

“Opening a hospital will inevitably lead to medical accidents. Whoever is responsible will be held responsible. Doctors who are responsible will be dealt with accordingly. Those who should be dismissed will be dismissed, and those who should pay compensation will be compensated. If it is the patient’s responsibility, the police should be called…” Zhang Ran said, while taking out a business card and handing it over: “Rantai Law Firm is also one of my investments. In the future, I will hire lawyers from them. I’ll take care of my own business and not let outsiders benefit from it.”

Dr. Li: "..." Silently, he reached out and took the business card, unable to resist asking, "Just how many businesses do you own?" She partnered with him to open a hospital; she opened a real estate business with Luo Youdi; she opened a gold chain store with her classmates; she opened a clothing store with Da Ya and her friends; and now she's even started a law firm... Just how many businesses does she have? It's terrifying!

"What? You want to murder me for money?" Zhang Ran asked warily, squinting her eyes.

Dr. Li: "...Never mind, I didn't ask." He almost forgot that she had a mental illness and paranoia. Why did he ask so many questions? What if he triggered her to have an attack and she stabbed him to death? Even if he died, it would be a pointless death.

After resolving the issues in S City, Zhang Ran took Dong Chan and the others back to the capital.

With only a few days left before school started, Xiaoying and the others learned that Zhang Ran had returned to the manor, and they all came to the manor to play.

What annoyed Zhang Ran the most was that Luo Wenwen had also brought her mentally challenged younger brother, Luo Tianci.

It was rare to see him not painting, but he was sticking to Luo Wenwen like a shadow, following her everywhere.

Whenever Luo Wenwen went to the toilet, he had to squat outside and wait for her.

Zhang Ran walked over and deliberately kicked him, "You silly boy, are you smelling the fragrance here?"

Luo Tianci looked up at her intently and said, "Sister, my name is Tianci, and I'm not stupid."

"Oh my, you can talk now?" Zhang Ran was slightly surprised. She hadn't seen this little fool in a long time, and he could actually say a complete sentence. It seemed that there were too many children and too much noise in the orphanage, which actually taught him to talk.

Luo Tianci said with a serious expression, "My name is Tianci, and I'm not stupid."

"You only know this one sentence?" Zhang Ran raised an eyebrow at him.

Luo Tianci: "My name is Tianci, and I'm not stupid."

Seeing how persistent he was, like a broken record, Zhang Ran stopped teasing him. "Alright, Tianci."

Luo Tianci stopped talking and looked down at the floor, as if he could see a flower in it. He traced patterns on the floor with his fingers, and if you looked closely, you would see that he was drawing a composition with his fingers.

Zhang Ran watched for a while, then suddenly squatted down and said to him, "Tianci, right? If you can live independently without relying on your sister and mother for help, I promise you, I will pay for an art exhibition for you in the future."

Tianci was probably too young to understand.

Zhang Ran continued talking to herself: "Holding an art exhibition means hanging your paintings on the wall and inviting lots and lots of people to see them."

"An independent life means being able to eat, dress, use the toilet, and take a bath all by yourself without needing help from others."

“Every day, you sit quietly in the classroom and attend classes like other children. Instead of drawing during Chinese class, math class, and music class, you can only draw during art class or breaks.”

Tianci remained squatting on the ground with his head down, drawing lines on the floor with his finger.

Zhang Ran sighed; the little fool still couldn't understand at all.

Losing interest in teasing him any longer, I turned and left.

If she turned around, she would see the little boy looking up at her back, his eyes unblinking.