Madam Bai glared angrily at the little dumpling, her gaze seeming to express not only hatred for her, but also hatred for another woman through her.

The little dumpling thought carefully about what Madam Bai had said.

She felt that Madam Bai meant that because she was there when her sister-in-law fainted, Madam Bai claimed that it was her sister-in-law who had made her faint.

The little dumpling suddenly remembered Jiang Yuanyuan, who had also wrongly accused her in the same way at the winter market.

The little dumpling felt both wronged and angry, and she retorted to Madam Bai:

"You said it was my sister-in-law who got sick from anger."

"Grandfather was also in the house at the time. Did he also get sick from anger towards his sister-in-law?"

As an elder, Madam Bai's anger burned even brighter when she was contradicted by a junior.

Bah! Her sharp tongue and witty manner are exactly like that of the vixen.

Madam Bai gritted her teeth, her eyes blazing with anger, and blurted out:

"You made my daughter sick, and now you're framing me. How can you be so disrespectful to your elders? Didn't your mother raise you properly?"

Madam Bai almost blurted out, "You worthless brat, born of a mother but uneducated by one!"

Even though she didn't say anything more offensive, the words she uttered made the old Marquis and Mu Jinchen's faces darken instantly.

The little dumpling got down from Mu Jinchen's arms, walked to the table, and tiptoed to pick up the teapot on the table.

What are they trying to do?

Her sudden action left everyone in the room baffled.

The little dumpling opened the lid of the pot, walked up to Madam Bai, and poured the full pot of water directly onto Madam Bai's skirt.

Not a drop left.

"Ah!" Madam Bai exclaimed, jumping up and down, staring in disbelief at her wet dress, which was still covered in tea leaves.

Little dumpling: "My mother taught me that if someone has a foul mouth, you should teach her a lesson."

Madam Bai's face flushed red, whether from anger or humiliation, it was hard to tell.

"You you you you..."

She was panting heavily, too angry to utter a complete sentence.

The little boy put down the kettle, clapped his hands nonchalantly, and ran to his grandfather's side.

Even though she was a child, she could understand the implied meaning of the sentence, "Didn't your mother raise you properly?"

Her mother is her bottom line; no one can humiliate her mother.

Mu Jinchen looked at the little dumpling and smiled gently.

He still remembers when he first found her, a tiny little thing buried in the snow. When she woke up, she was timid and wary of everyone.

Now that they know they have someone backing them up, they're starting to show their little fangs.

However, this is the true nature of the Mu family's children—they neither cause trouble nor fear it!

Madam Bai couldn't swallow her anger and was about to explode when she was silenced by the old Marquis's authoritative voice.

“This is the Mu family mansion of General Marquis. Madam Bai just spoke rudely. My granddaughter will teach you a lesson on my behalf.”

"Has Madam Bai learned her lesson?"

Madam Bai clenched her fists tightly. No matter how angry and resentful she was, she could only obediently bow her head in front of the old Marquis.

Madam Bai glared resentfully at the little dumpling.

She really is the Mu family's precious gem.

"Yes, I understand," Madam Bai said, bowing her head to the old Marquis.

She remembered it! And she remembered it perfectly!

She will forever remember the humiliation that Mu Jintuan, that little bitch, brought her today.

One day, she will make that little bitch leave the Mu family forever, just like her mother!

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Mu Jinchen had no choice but to speak:

"My wife's illness will be decided when the imperial physician arrives."

"Madam Bai, if you have nothing else to do, you should go back now."

Mu Jinchen gestured to Madam Bai to invite her in.

His meaning was quite clear: he didn't like her.

But Madam Bai was shameless and refused to leave. She reached out and pulled the old Taoist priest next to her over.

"Why would we need an imperial physician? This is Master Jia from the Qingshan Taoist Temple. He is not only a highly accomplished Taoist master, but also a divine physician!"

"I've seen many patients and saved many lives; I can even bring people back from the brink of death."

"I brought him here to treat the Marquis's wife, but since my daughter's condition is critical, let the divine physician treat her first."

Can someone really save people even in front of the King of Hell?

The little dumpling curiously examined the miracle doctor that Madam Bai had mentioned.

He was thin and wore a long Taoist robe. His mustache grew longer than his neck, and his long, narrow eyes looked like they were about to close.

The little dumpling suddenly remembered that a fortune teller who had come to Qinghe Town before looked just like this!

Oh, right, Madam Bai just mentioned that his name was Fake Taoist.

The little dumpling blurted out, "If you're a fake Taoist, then you're a fraud!"

Qiuqiu waddled over to the old Taoist priest and barked at him defiantly.

How dare someone call themselves a miracle doctor in front of him!

That's incredibly disrespectful of him!

Unfortunately, the ball was too small, and the old Taoist priest didn't pay any attention to it, or even see it at all.

The old Taoist priest glared at the little dumpling, but pretended to be indifferent and said, "Ignorant child, I won't bother with you."

After saying that, he stepped over the ball and came to Bai Mengyun's bedside.

Qiuqiu bared her little teeth in anger, hating that she was trapped in this body.

Hmph! Once I regain my true form, I'll deal with you all.

The old Taoist priest first took Bai Mengyun's pulse, and then examined the color of her eyes and tongue coating.

He stroked his beard, pondered for a moment, and said, "This lady is fine; it's just dizziness caused by wind-heat. I'll prescribe some medicine for her, and she'll be fine after acupuncture."

Madam Bai said to the old Taoist priest with great gratitude, "Divine Doctor, I can rest assured now that you've said that."

"Please give my daughter acupuncture as soon as possible."

Although the old Taoist priest spoke eloquently, he had actually not diagnosed the reason why Bai Mengyun fainted at all.

In any case, it's perfectly normal for people to catch a cold in winter.

Presumably, the Mu family wouldn't have any doubts.

Just as the old Taoist priest was secretly pleased with his cleverness, a small, childlike voice said with great conviction:

You're lying!

The little dumpling pouted angrily, looking very unhappy.

The old Taoist priest frowned as he looked over; he had just witnessed how this little girl had attacked Madam Bai.

What? Now she's even interfering with his medical treatment?

"Ignorant brat, how dare you question this humble Taoist priest!"

Madam Bai glanced at the little boy and said sarcastically, "This is the divine physician of Qingshan Taoist Temple. What do you, a mere child, know!"

"Shut up, don't delay the miracle doctor from treating my daughter."

The little dumpling firmly stated, "No, my sister-in-law doesn't have wind-heat at all."

Not only did I not get it, I didn't have any symptoms of wind-heat at all!

This old Taoist priest is talking complete nonsense.

Although her sister-in-law was sometimes a bit fierce towards her, she couldn't let the swindler harm her.

Madam Bai didn't take the little dumpling's words seriously at all; she only believed in the old Taoist priest in front of her.

"Divine healer, please hurry and perform acupuncture on my daughter."

The old Taoist priest, of course, disdained to argue with a little girl. He took out a silver needle and prepared to pierce an acupoint on Bai Mengyun's face.

The old Taoist priest had heard that acupoint was used to stimulate the brain; a single needle prick could wake a person up in pain.

As long as he can wake Bai Mengyun up, in the eyes of outsiders, he will have cured Bai Mengyun.

As for why she fainted, what does it matter?

Young lady! Quickly take this needle from me!

The old Taoist priest mentally shouted something and raised the needle to insert it.

When Xiao Tuanzi and Qiuqiu saw the acupuncture points he was going to apply needles to, they both trembled with fear.

Oh my god! That scammer actually wants to perform acupuncture in that spot!!

"Stop!" the little dumpling shouted anxiously and rushed over.

She rammed her head into the old Taoist's stomach, sending him flying a great distance.

"Boom! Bang!"

Ouch!

With a thud as a body slammed against the wall, the old Taoist priest clutched his stomach and cried out in pain, his vision filled with tiny golden stars spinning around him.

He just bumped into the wall and then fell to the ground.

Could this little girl have practiced Iron Head Kung Fu?

He felt as if his internal organs were being ripped apart.

The little dumpling touched its head with tears in its eyes, the hairpin on its head scattered on the ground.

Is this swindler's stomach filled with iron?

It hit her little head and it hurt a lot.

The old Marquis and Mu Jinchen rushed over, stroking the little dumpling's head and looking at it repeatedly, afraid that another wound might appear.

Madam Bai was stunned for a long time, then screamed and hurriedly went to help the old Taoist priest.

"Miracle doctor, are you alright?"

The old Taoist priest was helped up, trembling, his hand still clutching his stomach.

He was so angry that his beard trembled.

"You rude brat! I'm healing people, yet you've interrupted me time and time again. Now you've even tried to injure me with your Iron Head Kung Fu! What are your intentions?!"

Do you think it's easy for him to swindle money? He's already starving, and then someone bumps into his stomach.

The little dumpling rubbed its head and retorted, "Hmph! You actually dared to put acupuncture on that acupoint! I'd like to ask you what your intentions were!"