Xu Xining adores this new life, free from the heavy burdens of her previous identity and suffocating responsibilities.
What she feels most is the love from her family and the freedom of livin...
It was truly a case of unintentionally planting willows and finding them to flourish; I never expected to discover such a promising talent.
When Xu Xinning got up in the morning, she went downstairs but didn't see Mu Jingheng and Mu Zhenting. Only Grandpa Mu was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, wearing his reading glasses.
Xu Xinning thought the others hadn't gotten up yet, so she went over to greet Grandpa Mu.
"Good morning, Grandpa!"
Grandpa Mu looked up at Xu Xinning with a smile and said, "Get up! Go eat breakfast, and after breakfast Grandpa will take you somewhere."
Xu Xinning was taken aback. Breakfast was ready?
Who did it?
Could it be Mu Jingheng?
As if sensing Xu Xinning's question, Grandpa Mu added, "The higher-ups assigned me an auntie. She started work today and went out to buy groceries. You'll see her when she comes back at noon. Her surname is Tong. You can call her Auntie Tong or Grandma Tong."
Xu Xinning said "oh" and went to the kitchen, wondering what delicious food Aunt Tong had made.
Two days ago, Mu Zhenting got divorced, and the atmosphere at home was somber. Mu Jingheng and Xu Xinning cooked all the meals together.
Although both Xu Xinning and Mu Jingheng can cook, this is the first time they've actually cooked on their own. Neither of them is good at cooking; at best, their food is edible. Xu Xinning has been losing her appetite for the food she's made these past two days. Luckily, Aunt Tong came; otherwise, Xu Xinning would have suggested they go to the cafeteria to get food.
The food prepared by professionals is indeed different; there was porridge, steamed buns, spring rolls, fried dough sticks, and even fried dough sticks.
This was the most sumptuous meal Xu Xinning had eaten at home during her many days in Kyoto.
After ladling a bowl of porridge, Xu Xinning poked her head out and asked Grandpa Mu, "Grandpa, have you eaten?"
Grandpa Mu's reading glasses perched on the tip of his nose. Looking over the top of the glasses at Xu Xinning, he replied, "I've already eaten."
Xu Xinning then asked, "Where are Uncle Mu and Jingheng?"
Grandpa Mu: "Jingshu hasn't gotten up yet. Jingheng and your Uncle Mu have already gone out. They'll probably be back late today."
Xu Xinning knew they had been quite busy lately and that what they were doing was confidential, which she could understand.
After watching Xu Xinning finish eating, Grandpa Mu said, "I'm taking you to see someone today. He's not in very good health, but he seems to have improved a bit after taking the medicine you gave me last time. Are you confident that you can take a look at him?"
Xu Xinning nodded.
Grandpa Mu smiled. He liked Xu Xinning's spirit. She was always neither humble nor arrogant when meeting strangers. She spoke and acted with great poise. The Xu family had raised their child very well. She was better than many girls in this compound. No wonder his picky grandson clung to her so much and thought about how to trick her into marriage every day.
Grandpa Mu also likes Xu Xinning. Not only is she pleasing to the eye, but she is also very capable. Such a granddaughter-in-law is hard to find even with a lantern.
Xu Xinning didn't ask who the person was; anyone who could make Old Master Mu take it so seriously must be no ordinary person.
Although Xu Xinning had already prepared herself mentally, she was still quite surprised when she saw the person. She never thought she would meet such a person in her life.
The old man must have been suffering from illness for a long time. He looked very thin, almost skin and bones. He was accompanied by a doctor, one a traditional Chinese medicine practitioner and the other a Western medicine practitioner.
The old Chinese medicine doctor seemed very unhappy when he saw Grandpa Mu leading Xu Xinning in.
The old man was wearing a Tang suit, with a white beard and all the hair on his head turned white. His forehead was particularly prominent, making him look like an old man of longevity. Coupled with his defiant expression, he looked quite cute.
Old man: "Old Mu, is this the amazing doctor you were talking about?"
Judging from this, these people seem to have a pretty good relationship.
Grandpa Mu: "What? You're not convinced? If you're not convinced, why don't you have a competition and you'll find out?"
The old man puffed out his beard and glared. His family was a renowned family of doctors, and they had even served as imperial physicians in the palace. If his medical skills were lacking, then there was no one in the entire country who could do it. That was how confident he was.
The old man looked at Xu Xinning with a critical eye.
Xu Xinning wasn't intimidated and nodded to him in a very aloof manner.
The old man felt his authority had been challenged, and looked at Xu Xinning rudely, saying, "Girl, how old are you? Aren't you afraid of blowing yourself too high and falling to your death?"
Xu Xinning looked at the old man with a calm and indifferent voice and replied, "A mountain is not famous for its height, but for the immortals who dwell there; water is not sacred for its depth, but for the dragons that inhabit it. Skill has nothing to do with age or origin, as long as it is useful."
The frail patient laughed heartily, a rare occurrence for him. "Old Mu, your youngest son has good taste. Not bad. Based on these few words alone, I'm entrusting my body to you."
Xu Xinning remained expressionless upon hearing this, and said calmly, "I won't let you down."
The patient burst into laughter again. He had never met such an interesting young man before. With his keen insight, he knew that this kid was very capable.
He had also seen the medicine that Mu Zhenting had given to the military research institute. So many researchers were shocked by the medicine's effects, but even after studying it for so long, they still hadn't figured out the proportions of the medicine.
Mu Zhenting proposed to give Xu Xinning a share of the profits, but the researchers were unwilling to admit defeat, always feeling that they couldn't be inferior to a child. So far, there has been no result, and it is estimated that they will have to comply with Mu Zhenting's demands in the end.
The old man had also been concerned about this matter. He knew why Mu Zhenting had proposed the profit-sharing arrangement; it was simply to increase Xu Xinning's importance. As for those who opposed it, they were afraid of the Mu family's growing strength.
Although the Mu family is not large, it must be said that every member of the Mu family is an elite. Even Mu Jingheng, who is considered a spoiled brat, is someone the old man knows is not someone to be underestimated.
The white-bearded old man snorted, turned his head and sat down. He wanted to see just how capable this little kid really was.
Xu Xinning didn't say much, but walked over to the old man and took his pulse.
The old man's body was indeed too weak, almost to the point of exhaustion. Fortunately, Grandpa Mu gave him the special pills made by Xu Xinning, otherwise he might not be feeling so well now.
Xu Xinning took out the Vitality Pill from her bag. It was a small bottle, and the pills were rolled into tiny pieces. But this small bottle was the result of Xu Xinning's hard work over several years. The medicine used was also quite rare. If it weren't for Medicine King Valley, it would have been very difficult to find all the medicines.
Xu Xinning handed the medicine to the old man and said, "Take one pill at a time, twice a day. I'll make another one for you after you finish this one. You can take one now, and I'll wash my hands before I give you acupuncture."
The old man smiled at Xu Xinning, took the medicine, opened the bottle, and was about to take it when the white-bearded old man stepped forward anxiously and said, "Don't take it yet, let me see what kind of medicine it is."
Xu Xinning glanced at the medicine held in the white-bearded old man's hand, but she wasn't in a hurry and stood aside without saying a word.
She won't treat someone who doesn't trust her, even if their identity is special.
She doesn't mind her peers researching her medicine; without her guidance, she's confident they wouldn't be able to develop it.