Noticing Mu Tingyun's arrival, the Shen brothers looked at each other quickly.
Finally, Shen Jinyan suddenly said to Song Jingcheng: "Brother Song, it's your turn to receive the guests."
This call of "Brother Song" is so intimate.
When Mu Tingyun first came to visit the Shen family, what did Second Uncle Shen call him?
Oh, Mr. Mu.
What a polite and distant name.
Song Jingcheng looked at Shen Jinyan deeply, chuckled and whispered: "This New Year, brother will give each of you a car."
Such a sensible brother should be loved well.
Hearing this, Shen Sili was very excited, and he said, “I want a Daniel, will my brother-in-law give it to me?”
"Just because you call me brother-in-law, if you want a buffalo, I will go to the fields and catch one for you and bring it to you."
After joking with the Shen brothers for a few words, Song Jingcheng controlled the wheelchair and went to Mu Tingyun.
Mu Tingyun looked at him with a frown.
Song Jingcheng had just undergone a minor surgery three days ago. He had been well fed by Su Jin these days, and his cheeks had long since regained their rosy complexion.
But he stayed up late with Chen He last night, and the indigo in his eyes became even darker.
This made him look like he had run out of luck and was about to have a last burst of glory.
only...
A thought suddenly flashed through Mu Tingyun's mind——
How long has my uncle been in his last moments?
It’s been almost a month.
How come he's still holding on?
"Tingyun, I'm surprised you can come." Song Jingcheng was sitting in a wheelchair, still full of momentum, and was not suppressed at all by Mu Tingyun, who came in a suit and tie and was well prepared.
Mu Tingyun seemed unable to hear the hidden meaning in Song Jingcheng's words.
My uncle was simply saying that he was shameless and had the nerve to attend Ms. Zhong's funeral after doing such an outrageous thing to Shen He.
But Mu Tingyun is capable of even more shameless things.
Song Jingcheng is not dead yet, but Mu Tingyun has already started to fantasize about snatching Chen He away at Song Jingcheng's funeral.
After calming himself down, Mu Tingyun maintained a respectful appearance and replied to Song Jingcheng with lowered eyes: "My uncle came even though he was unwell, so how could I not come?"
"Besides, even though Chen He and I broke up, we were still in love for four years."
"The friendship we built over those four years cannot be faked."
Having been in love with Chen He for four years, this became the only thing Mu Tingyun could show off in front of Song Jingcheng.
He had the upper hand on this point.
"Mrs. Shen has passed away, and Shen He is also very sad. As her... friend, I should come and visit her."
"Besides, the Shen family and I haven't gotten to the point where we'll never see each other again."
Hearing these lame remarks, Song Jingcheng's cold and handsome face was always filled with an inclusive smile.
That smile was like a mature and steady elder watching a middle school boy riding a motorcycle.
It seems to be tolerant, but in fact it is contempt revealed from the bones.
A silent rage burned in Mu Tingyun's heart, and he almost quarreled with Song Jingcheng.
But Song Jingcheng only needed one sentence to make him lose all hope.
Song Jingcheng said, "I have found the miracle doctor Su Miao."
...It was a long while before Mu Tingyun could hear the voices around him again. He heard Song Jingcheng say, "What a coincidence! She's also here for the funeral."
"...Who is it?" Mu Tingyun heard his own voice stiffly ask: "Who is Dr. Su Miao?"
Song Jingcheng smiled faintly and said nothing.
At this moment, the voices of two drug dealer representatives discussing something drifted into Mu Tingyun's ears from the corner of the wall.
"I never thought that Miss Shen's grandmother was actually the miraculous doctor Su Miao who benefited the people of the whole country. Back then, when I was still a junior high school student, an infectious disease broke out across the country and so many people died."
"Suddenly one day, the government gave us some boiled Chinese herbal soup. Drinking five bags of it was enough to cure our illness. The recipe for that soup was donated to the country by the great doctor Su Miao for free!"
"For so many years, the National Medical Hall has been looking for the whereabouts of the miracle doctor Su Miao. I never expected that the living Hua Tuo who saved the suffering was actually Miss Shen's grandmother."
"I heard someone say that the Shen family's old man, Shen Zhenkun, who had died many years ago, abandoned Dr. Su Miao because of her humble background when he was young!"
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"If that old man knew about this, he would probably regret it to death."
...
When Mu Tingyun heard these words, shock and panic appeared in his eyes.
"Su... Grandma Su is the Miraculous Doctor Su Miao?" Mu Tingyun couldn't believe it and murmured absentmindedly, "How could Chen He's grandmother be the Miraculous Doctor Su Miao?"
"She's just an ordinary village doctor! I even asked Jianghai District to investigate!"
Jiang Hai will not betray him!
The information they found out would not be wrong.
Su Jin is clearly just a village doctor who doesn't even have a medical license. How could a barefoot doctor like her become the Su Miao Miracle Doctor?
"Even the National Medical Clinic couldn't find out the true identity of Dr. Su Miao, so how could that person named Jiang Hai beside you find out?"
"Because of Divine Doctor Su Miao, she never intended to reveal her identity from the beginning. Divine Doctor Su Miao, she only exists in those letters donated to the National Medical Center for free."
"It would be strange if you could find a miracle doctor who is indifferent to fame and fortune and willing to live a simple life in the countryside."
This was also the reason why Song Jingcheng could not find the whereabouts of Dr. Su Miao even though he used all his connections in his previous life.
In this life, if Chen He's experience had not stimulated Su Jin, and Su Jin had not wanted to become Chen He's backer, she would still choose to conceal her true identity.
Until death, you will rot in the coffin.
From what Song Jingcheng said, it seemed that he had known the true identity of Dr. Su Miao for a long time, and Mu Tingyun gradually felt uneasy.
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