Passersby watched as she continued to administer acupuncture for a long time, but the old woman still hadn't woken up. Their eyes were filled with doubt and disbelief, and they began to criticize her.

"Little girl, you're so young. You're not a doctor, so don't pretend to know what you don't. This is a matter of life and death!"

"Young lady, you're not that old. Don't mess around. This is a human life. If you cause trouble, you'll be held responsible and might even go to jail."

"Yes, yes, little girl. Hurry up and take that needle out, the ambulance will be here soon."

"If you don't know how, don't act like a big shot. You'll kill people in a minute."

...

Faced with the questions and accusations from passersby, Jian Yixue did not explain anything. She disdained to explain to a group of laymen. She just looked at the old man's watch, calculated the time, and prepared to remove the needle.

What a joke! In her past life, she started learning traditional Chinese medicine from her master at the age of five and completed her apprenticeship at the age of ten. She secretly thought that other patients who came to her door could line up for dozens of kilometers away. She only accepted patients who caught her eye. Later, after returning to the capital, in order to get rid of Ye Mohan and elope with Zhao Heng, she no longer had the time and energy to study medicine and completely stopped treating patients.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Jian Yixue began to concentrate on removing the needles. Not long after she finished removing the needles, she saw the old man who had been unconscious on the ground slowly wake up.

Passersby were shocked to see this. A few golden needles could easily save a life. It seemed that this young girl really knew medicine. Thinking of this, the passersby who had blamed Jian Yixue for acting recklessly earlier all felt embarrassed.

Jian Yixue didn't care. It was normal for them to not believe her since they were complete strangers. She helped the old man sit up and began putting the used gold needles back into the acupuncture kit.

There are no facilities here, so I can only disinfect it when I get back later.

The old man, who had just woken up, looked at the composed girl in front of him and said, "You saved me."

It's not a question, but rather a statement of fact.

Jian Yixue did not deny it, and said calmly, "It was nothing. Don't go out alone in the future, and remember to carry first aid medicine with you."

Hearing Jian Yixue's words, the old man smiled kindly and said, "It's an old habit of mine. I forgot to bring it when I was in a hurry to go out. Thank you for today, young lady."

On her way here, she had seen passersby search his clothes but find no first-aid supplies. She noticed the old man was dressed in expensive clothes; how could his family feel comfortable letting him go out alone?

However, this is beyond her control; she has already said what she needed to say.

Just then, the ambulance arrived, and Jian Yixue got up and left upon seeing it.

She had to rush to deliver food to Ye Mohan, otherwise she might miss the mealtime.

Before the old man could even ask who she was, he was lifted into an ambulance. He only saw the girl's graceful departure.

——

Night Market Consortium, CEO's Office.

"President, is lunch the same as usual today?" Lin Yi, the special assistant and secretary, asked, standing next to Ye Mohan.

"No need, someone will deliver it." Ye Mohan didn't even look at him and continued working with his head down.

"Someone delivered it???" Lin Yi was completely bewildered.

He had been with the president for six years, and he was always the one who ordered lunch, even when they ate out.

What's going on with someone delivering this? Can someone explain this to him?

Ye Mohan glanced at him coldly: "Do I need to explain to you?"

"Ah~~ no need, no need." After saying that, he quickly walked out of the office, as if some jackals or tigers were chasing him.

Lin Yi wiped the sweat from his forehead as he left the office, took a deep breath, and thought to himself, "This damned curiosity of his will get me killed sooner or later."

Even so, he was still very curious about who would deliver food to the CEO.

An image of a person popped into my mind... but I quickly suppressed it again.

How could it be her? The president never had any feelings for her before.

Here, Jian Yixue parked her car and arrived at the front desk of the Ye Group's lobby. Just as she was about to go upstairs, she was stopped by a woman in a business suit at the front desk.

"Who are you looking for?" The receptionist looked at Jian Yixue, who was stunningly beautiful and captivating even without makeup, and asked with disdain.

Jian Yixue stopped and looked at her, saying in a calm tone, "Ye Mohan, president of the Ye Group."

The woman sized up Jian Yixue. Seeing that Jian Yixue wore no other jewelry except for the purple jade pendant around her neck, and that the pendant might even be fake, she arrogantly said, "You can't go up without an appointment. Not just any Tom, Dick, or Harry can see our CEO."

Because she was in a hurry, Jian Yixue didn't take the woman's condescending attitude to heart. But upon hearing the woman's words, she was instantly amused and annoyed. Her cold eyes stared directly at the woman as she said, "Oh? How do you know I don't know Ye Mohan? Did he tell you?"

Upon hearing Jian Yixue's words, the woman thought Jian Yixue was being arrogant and looked her up and down with disdain, saying, "You? You're like a toad trying to eat swan meat! Do you think the president is yours to see whenever you want? Look at yourself, so poor and pathetic." She then swept her gaze over Jian Yixue.

Upon hearing the woman's words, Jian Yixue had to admit that she was right; it really was her family's, but they were still in the process of developing a relationship.

But she couldn't understand why the woman thought she looked poor. Could it be because she wasn't wearing any valuable jewelry?

"You're right, it really is my family. You can see me whenever you want." Jian Yixue didn't want to argue with her anymore, so she took out her phone and dialed Ye Mohan's number, asking him to send someone down to pick her up.

Upon hearing her words, Ye Mohan, who was in the president's office, instructed Lin Yi, who was beside him, to go down and fetch the person.

The receptionist listened to Jian Yixue on the phone, her disdain growing even stronger. What was she pretending for? Did she really think she was the president's wife? Just wait and see how she gets out of this mess.

Another receptionist, who had just returned from the restroom, looked at her arrogant colleague and then at the calm and composed Jian Yixue in front of her, and instantly understood what had happened.

She quickly walked over and pulled her colleague back. Just as she was about to speak, she saw Lin Yi, the president's special assistant, coming out of the president's private elevator. She instantly guessed that the woman must know their president.

Just now, Lin Yi, who was working, received a call from the president, asking him to go down and bring his wife up.

She was instantly stunned; it really was her who brought the CEO lunch. When did the CEO and she become so close?

Without thinking twice, he dropped what he was doing and rushed downstairs.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw a girl with a high ponytail, wearing a white dress and carrying a lunchbox, surrounded by a group of people. This must be the CEO's wife, no doubt about it.

But what's with this receptionist? Is she trying to sabotage him? Does she think he hasn't been abused enough by the CEO?

He strode over and said respectfully to Jian Yixue with a smile, "Madam, the president is waiting for you to bring the meal. He specifically asked me to pick you up."