Mu Xiaocheng left the SC Group building, and Ji Huaishen did not follow.
Although she was indeed uncomfortable, she didn't want to argue with Ji Huaishen right now.
She hailed a taxi on the roadside and gave them her grandfather's address.
Meng Zhixiang, who was seeing patients at his clinic, never expected his granddaughter to suddenly appear.
Seeing that the doctor was busy, Mu Xiaocheng didn't go up to disturb him, but went to the backyard of the clinic instead.
Uncle Lin and an apprentice from a medical clinic are drying herbs.
Upon seeing Mu Xiaocheng, he asked in confusion, "Miss, what brings you here?"
"Is something the matter? The old man is seeing patients right now."
Mu Xiaocheng shook her head: "I just came to see my grandfather."
Uncle Lin nodded and continued working on his task.
"The old man said he prescribed some medicine for the young master of the Song family to regulate his body, but he was afraid the young master wouldn't accept it, so..."
"Since you're here, you can just take him back with you."
Mu Xiaocheng frowned in confusion upon hearing Uncle Lin's words.
"Grandpa didn't even take Yan Sheng's pulse, so why did he prescribe medicine?"
"Did he know about Yan Sheng's illness?"
Uncle Lin put down the winnowing basket in his hand and said with a smile, "Didn't we have a consultation before? But because of that incident, the young master of the Song family has been unwilling to let the old master treat him. The old master has been paying attention to it all along."
So that's how it is.
She thought that after that incident, her grandfather would no longer care about Yan Sheng's brother's illness.
Unexpectedly...
Uncle Lin fiddled with the herbs in the winnowing basket and said kindly, "No matter what, those children in the compound were all raised by the old man. How can we ignore them because of such a small matter?"
"The old man said that, according to traditional Chinese medicine, Young Master Yan Sheng's condition is very serious and requires proper care, but it is not completely incurable."
Mu Xiaocheng smiled and stepped forward to help Uncle Lin dry the herbs.
"I'm relieved to hear Grandpa's words. I thought he didn't want to get involved in his affairs anymore."
Hearing this, Uncle Lin leaned close to Mu Xiaocheng's ear and said with a smile, "You've known for a long time that the old man has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."
Hehehe~
Mu Xiaocheng smiled, staring at the herbs in front of her. The long-awaited sunlight shone on them, as if they were covered with a thin veil.
The weather is really nice today.
Mu Xiaocheng took out her phone and took a picture of the herbs in front of her.
Then I posted it on my WeChat Moments.
Little Orange: The sun is shining brightly.
Forget about unhappy things for now.
She also had her own ulterior motives, which was to hope that Ji Huaishen would see this post on his WeChat Moments.
Two people during the Cold War.
That seems to be the case.
The two people exposed themselves, trying every means to attract each other's attention.
Meanwhile, Ji Huaishen, sitting in the president's office, was looking at her WeChat Moments post on his phone.
His brow furrowed slightly.
Are those herbs?
She's with Meng Zhixiang.
So you seem to be quite happy?
Ji Huaishen's grip on his phone tightened involuntarily, and he suddenly felt inexplicably irritable.
He slightly raised his eyes, looking at Shang Qi not far away: "Do you know how to coax... the little girl who's giving you the cold shoulder?"
Shang Qi coughed lightly and asked tentatively, "Is that young girl the madam?"
Ji Huaishen lazily raised an eyebrow: "Otherwise what?"
Could there be someone else?
Shang Qi was startled. That's right, in this world, there is probably no other person that the gentleman cares about so much.
But he doesn't know how to charm girls.
"Why don't you ask Mo Han?"
Ji Huaishen: "..."
Useless stuff.
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