Chapter 242 The clinic is acting strangely; they won't let her go.
Prince Yong said dejectedly, "I think it can still be used after wiping it."
I waited for a long time.
Tao Wanyin said softly, "Your Highness, please clean it before returning it to me."
Zhao Minghong's eyes lit up.
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As soon as Ji Qingwu entered the clinic, he stepped back in surprise, almost thinking he had entered the wrong place.
She stepped outside the door, looked up, and confirmed that it was indeed her clinic.
Ji Qingwu re-entered the room, which was filled with greenery and the fragrance of flowers. She couldn't help but sneeze.
She covered her nose with a handkerchief, walked to the counter, and said, "Manager Mi, what's the deal with all these flowers and plants in this room?"
She looked around and saw at least thirty potted plants in her line of sight. She guessed, "Did Miss Mo buy all of these? Didn't she say that buying a few potted plants would be enough?"
A few days ago, they discussed improving the environment of the clinic, and the task of buying flowers and plants to decorate it was assigned to Mo Lingling.
Mi Zhenchuan was also confused and said, "Miss Mo hasn't come today. I thought you, Fifth Miss, ordered these flowers."
Mo Lingling hasn't returned yet?
Ji Qingwu frowned. He had handed her over to Duan Mingfeng last night and had forgotten about it.
However, if she has the ability to get in, she should also be able to get out.
Ji Qingwu approached the flowerpots for a closer look and discovered something strange: although the flowers were of different colors, they were all of the same variety.
Those broad, lush green leaves—that's Welwitschia mirabilis!
Ji Qingwu didn't even need to think to know who was behind it, but before she could even mutter a few curses in her mind, her voice rang out behind her.
"Doctor Wu, why are you so late? I've been waiting for you all morning."
As soon as Ji Qingwu turned around, she saw Wei Ting with a calm and serene smile on his face.
She didn't see Wei Ting yesterday, but Duan Mingfeng told her that he had a drinking contest with Emperor Wu Su, and he didn't look haggard from the hangover at all.
On the contrary, they became even more spirited.
She wore a brand-new white robe with indigo plum and bamboo embroidery, her hair tied up with a jade crown, every strand of hair was exquisite, and it was clear that she had taken great care of it.
He stood at the doorway, like a graceful bamboo, unadorned and elegant.
Just like a few years ago when she first met Wei Ting, she seemed to be a very refined person.
But Ji Qingwu is no longer the same naive person he once was; he has experienced Wei Ting's frivolous and reckless behavior in private.
I no longer dare to treat him as the same upright gentleman as before.
Mi Zhenchuan also heard the rumors circulating in the streets and alleys, saying that General Wei had once had a relationship with the fifth daughter of the Ji family, but it ended because Old Madam Wei disagreed with the marriage to the Ji family, and also because of the celestial phenomena.
The two were forced to separate, leaving them with no choice but to part ways.
Mi Zhenchuan coughed and said meaningfully, "Fifth Miss, a batch of goods arrived this morning. Should I deal with it now, or tomorrow?"
Ji Qingwu said, "Manager Mi, you stay here and continue calculating your accounts."
Wei Ting had no objection to this and asked with a smile, "Fifth Doctor, do you like this Welwitschia mirabilis?"
He recalled: "I remember you once picked a different colored flower for me in the desert; it was the most beautiful flower I had ever seen."
How could Ji Qingwu not remember?
When she picked the flower, she sank into quicksand.
She tucked the little flower into her bosom, but when she fell off the horse, it was scattered into pieces. By the time it reached Wei Ting's hands, it was practically just as bad as if it had been reduced to mud.
How could it be vibrant? Wei Ting must have remembered it wrong.
Ji Qingwu didn't want to reminisce with him, and said, "Is this all General Wei came here to say? You can leave now."
Wei Ting picked up the white jade flute from his waist and put it to his lips.
“I still remember that you specially practiced a love song for me, but the konghou was too difficult and you didn’t learn it. So, I’ll return the favor and play a song for Doctor Wu on the xiao today.”
Mi Zhenchuan's hands slowed down as he manipulated the abacus beads.
Ji Qingwu said awkwardly, "Manager Mi, why don't you go upstairs and organize the goods first? I'll call you if I need anything."
When they were left alone in the lobby on the first floor.
Wei Ting walked in and said, "Are you wondering why I know you've played the konghou even though you've never played the 'Song of Longing' in front of me?"
The two people had completely different memories of the past.
Ji Qingwu, not wanting to please him, mocked, "I was just thinking, is General Wei too idle since his recent demotion, that he has to bring up old, trivial matters?"
Seeing the sparkle in her eyes as she spoke, Wei Ting smiled even more broadly.
"Back then, the Fifth Doctor didn't put much effort into pursuing people, nor did he put much effort into hiding his feelings. Now, he's very frank."
Seeing the light in his narrow eyes, Ji Qingwu felt uneasy, as if he had seen through everything.
She asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"
I want to marry you.
Ji Qingwu was even more decisive than him, saying, "Impossible."
Wei Ting wasn't surprised to get such a reply, but the smile on his lips froze for a moment.
He said, half-jokingly, "I'll be heartbroken if Doctor Wu rejects me so firmly."
As he spoke, Wei Ting took a step closer to her.
Ji Qingwu took a step back, looking for something handy. All she had on her was a pregnancy-preserving pill; she couldn't very well throw it at him.
She didn't know if Sihai had come to the clinic with her. Even if she called Sihai out, she might not be able to stop him.
What if they remarry and then vandalize her clinic again...?
Seeing her wary look, Wei Ting's smile faded, and he asked, "Why are you starting to be afraid of me?"
Noticing his smile fade, Ji Qingwu's eyelids began to twitch.
In the army, everyone knows that if the General of the North loses his smile, someone is about to suffer a terrible fate.
Wei Ting stood still, without moving.
He said, "You didn't really like me back then, but you pretended to love me and pursued me in every way. Why was that?"
Ji Qingwu was shocked; so he knew all along.
Seeing that she avoided his gaze, Wei Ting lost control of his emotions for a moment.
"You only cared about yourself, barging in headfirst without a second thought, seducing me, but then you gave up halfway."
Ji Qingwu sensed not only gritted teeth but also deep resentment.
They made it sound like she was a heartless person.
Almost swayed by Wei Ting's words, Ji Qingwu raised an eyebrow and said, "If you insist on saying it this way, then you don't care about me at all. At most, this is just me cutting my losses in time, and you haven't suffered any loss."
"What a brilliant stop-loss strategy!"
Wei Ting stared at her and questioned, "How do you know I haven't suffered any loss? Have you cut open my heart? Have you seen who's inside?"
His heart was as solid as a rock, even harder to break than the Five Finger Mountain that pressed down on Sun Wukong; who could possibly get in?
Ji Qingwu said, "It can't be me, can it?"
Wei Ting narrowed his left eye, looking at her face, which was more beautiful than a flower, and sneered.
"Why don't you go get a mirror and look at yourself?"
Ji Qingwu felt a lump in her throat from his words.
"If it's not me, why are you keeping bothering me every few days?"
It's you!
Wei Ting's three resounding words echoed throughout the clinic.
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