Yu Wushuang's purpose in seeking out Chen Jiao was ultimately to find Mu Yang, who was severely injured and unconscious.
The healers at the Sword Forging Manor could have saved him, but who could have predicted that the tyrant would personally come to his door and give Mu Yang, who was already on the verge of death, a good beating? Now, he's truly clinging to life with only his last breath.
What a terrible thing to do.
Yu Wushuang was turned away by Liang Heng and felt disheartened.
Mu Yang had a persistent high fever, vomiting and diarrhea, and even began to lose her senses, talking nonsense and saying that she had a pair of invisible wings.
The doctor was terrified and fed him all the available medicine at once.
After taking the medicine, Mu Yang's fever subsided, but he told the doctor and Yu Wushuang to stand far away so they wouldn't step on his soft, smooth tail.
Doctor: "..." This... this might have made him stupid from the fever, right?
Yu Wushuang looked at Mu Yang, who was touching the air and calling out "Good boy/girl tail" in a blissful state, sighed, and remained silent for a moment.
As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. After careful consideration, the doctor closed his eyes, steeled his heart, and stuffed all the medicines he dared not use into Mu Yang's mouth.
Winning a bet is a happy occasion, losing a bet is a tragic one; it's all the same thing, so it's pretty much the same.
Not long after taking the medication, its effects kicked in. Mu Yang briefly regained consciousness for a moment, then convulsed, closed her eyes, and fell into a coma.
The doctor shook his head and sighed, indicating that he was powerless to help.
He had exhausted all his skills, using up all his decades of medical expertise without reservation, but there was still no improvement. What could he do?
Yu Wushuang was extremely anxious and didn't know what to do.
It wasn't until she heard about Hu Rourou's story that she suddenly realized that Shen Jiao was the key to getting Liang the Divine Doctor to agree to help.
Shen Jiao herself was puzzled by this.
No, you should see a doctor if you're sick, but you should see Liang Heng, why would you see her?
Does she not only appear to be a stunningly beautiful woman, but also a mature and composed real estate agent?
If you're going to be a real estate agent, you should act like one. After all, it would be foolish not to make money when you can.
Shen Jiao did not agree immediately, but instead asked Liang Heng for his opinion first.
Only after obtaining the little divine doctor's consent did Yu Wushuang inform him that Mu Yang could be brought over.
Yu Wushuang was extremely grateful and immediately took her leave, eager to find her mentally challenged junior brother who had almost bought a house in the underworld.
Liang Heng's reluctance to save Mu Yang was also due to his own selfish reasons; he was worried that Shen Jiao had a lingering resentment.
It is said that doctors are benevolent, but he usually only agrees with the first two words.
Unexpectedly, she said very understandingly, "Brother Liang, what's done is done. There's no point in dwelling on the past. Why add to our troubles? We can't keep getting caught up in bad things. We have to look forward."
Listen to this, what a nice guy's words.
Liang Heng thought Shen Jiao had forgiven Mu Yang, and he was admiring his Shen sister for being kind-hearted, for not holding grudges, and for being generous, kind, innocent, and considerate...
Then she continued, "By the way, I heard that Mu Yang has saved up quite a bit of money over the years. Remember to fleece that fat sheep."
Liang Heng was silent for a moment, then said, "Shouldn't we be looking forward?"
"It's all about money." Shen Jiao blinked. Had she misspoke?
Liang Heng: "..." That makes so much sense, he can't refute it, and he's even eager to try it out.
Shen Jiao put on a sad expression and sighed deeply at the blue sky and white clouds. "Although what has happened cannot be undone, we still have to make amends in some way. Otherwise, my wounded heart will never feel at ease."
...
Although Shen Jiao said that she only needed to make up for it "appropriately", Liang Heng only remembered one sentence in his mind: "We must fleece that fat sheep."
He might not know how to slaughter sheep, but he's definitely good at slaughtering fools like Mu Yang who are rich and naive.
Liang Heng was entrusted with this critical mission and lived up to expectations. After all, the matter that Sister Shen had asked of him had to be handled perfectly.
So, after the diagnosis, Liang Heng, without batting an eye, put his advertising skills in lying through his teeth to the extreme and successfully swindled Mu Yang out of all her savings.
The nearly lifeless Mu Yang almost recovered from anger on the spot: Shameless! Unscrupulous businessman! Beast! A businessman worse than an animal!
Shen Jiao was unaware of these things.
Just as Yu Wushuang brought Mu Yang over, the Tyrant, who had been out having fun somewhere, also returned.
Yu Wushuang dared not let the tyrant see Mu Yang, fearing a fatal blow, so she asked Shen Jiao to help deal with Ji Yan.
Shen Jiao nodded in agreement. She didn't want to see Mu Yang, that immoral and unfortunate grandson, and was afraid she wouldn't be able to resist sending him to his death.
Extorting money is one thing, but it doesn't mean she forgave Mu Yang. At most, it's considered compensation for her emotional distress, mental anguish, damage to her reputation, and so on.
Ji Yan had a somber face, her eyelids drooping weakly, and the corners of her eyes were flushed with tired red, indicating that she was in a very bad mood.
His face was so sour, as if his wife had been stolen by an ordinary-looking man on their wedding day.
Not entirely. I feel like elementary school students would have the same expression if their spicy snacks were stolen.
Shen Jiao sensed something was wrong. Who had upset the three-year-old princess again? Fine, you can't just make her happy next time, can you at least appease her before sending her back?
She'll be so tired from all that tiring stuff to do afterwards!
Who exactly caused this?
Come out and take your beating.
The tyrant was very unhappy. As soon as he entered the room, he shoved an eyebrow pencil into her hand and held up his palm to show her.
Whether it was a trick of her eyes or not, Shen Jiao inexplicably felt that the three-year-old princess seemed to have suffered a great injustice.
She held her hands and looked closely.
It turns out that the hamster's tail was rubbed off by the scraggly brush. Even eyebrow pencils can look like that, so it's already pretty good quality if it can last for a few hours.
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