Chapter 26
Tang Xiaomei observed the adults' gazes, remained silent, and sped up her eating, finishing her meal in one bite after another.
“I’ll listen to my aunt,” she said.
Tang Ying raised an eyebrow: "See? Xiao Mei wants to go to school too."
"Alright then, I'll help her with the enrollment procedures this afternoon." Han Xianfei didn't insist.
Although most primary schools have been in session for several days, this little thing is no problem for Han Xianfei.
Since the topic of education had come up, Han Meng felt that as a graduate student, she had some insights into these matters, so she said, "But I think we can try Dad's suggestion. Schools have their advantages, and private tutors have theirs too."
“Then school studies should be the priority. But wouldn’t that be too tiring for Xiaomei, considering how young she is?” Tang Ying said hesitantly.
Tang Xiaomei is her sister's only child. She doesn't expect Xiaomei to achieve great success or anything like that in the future. She only hopes that Xiaomei can be safe and happy and not suffer like her sister.
Han Meng said, "Which kind of private tutor we should hire depends on what Xiaomei is interested in. If she's interested in music, we'll hire a music teacher for her... That's what I mean."
Therefore, there's no rush to hire a personal trainer.
Han Meng promised her family that she would take care of hiring a private coach for Tang Xiaomei in the future.
Because Honglin University has many talented people, private trainers can be selected from among them.
*
Principal's Office.
Han Meng asked Xu Shuyi to help her find a medical professor.
Xu Shuyi pushed up his glasses, puzzled: "Why did you suddenly become interested in medicine?"
As is widely known, Honglin University is most famous for its business school, not its medicine school.
Han Meng smiled and said, "It's like this, a friend of mine has contracted a disease that's very difficult to cure. I thought you had a wide network in academic circles, and perhaps you know some well-known doctors. Could you... introduce me?"
Perhaps it's a lingering effect from studying medicine in my past life, but even if I feel that a patient's illness is incurable, I still want to at least know what kind of illness it is and what methods can be used to alleviate it.
What's more, the person who got this disease was a good person.
Xu Shuyi readily agreed: "I see. It's possible, but I can only help you with the connection. I really can't help you with anything else."
The young girl's smiling eyes stirred a flutter in one's heart.
But after the girl left, the man sighed again. Time, after all, has too many shackles that leave people helpless.
He had inquired privately and learned that the Han and Lu families were planning a marriage alliance.
...
After class that day, as Han Meng stepped out of the campus, she was surprised to see Yu Zhi and Xiao Liu waiting outside the gate.
Upon seeing the two of them, she said, both amused and exasperated, "I'm not a child anymore, why are you here to pick me up?"
Shouldn't you be picking up and dropping off Tang Xiaomei's child instead?
Xiao Liu asked with a serious expression, "According to Miss Chen, you went for a walk in the garden with Writer Xu yesterday. Is that true?"
Han Meng chuckled and replied, "It's true, what's wrong?"
"Miss Chen said that Writer Xu might be a bit too promiscuous, with quite a few scandalous affairs... She suspects..." Yu Zhi hesitated before continuing.
Han Meng said calmly, "Do you suspect that I've become a fish in Xu Shuyi's pond? That's possible. He is very talented, but I only have some dealings with him because I need his help."
Xu Shuyi is a social celebrity, and having connections with him allows you to access many big names from various fields, which is a good thing.
The three of them left the school gate together.
Xiao Liu hesitated and asked, "So, Miss is using him?"
“Using?” Han Meng glanced back at him and said with a smile, “It doesn’t count as that. I didn’t deliberately deceive him. He agreed to what I asked for.”
*
In the golden autumn of October, Xu Shuyi finished the business and asked Han Meng to set a time and place for Mr. Wei, a big name in the medical field, to treat her friend.
Han Meng thought for a moment, and decided that since the old gentleman had come from afar, there was no need to make him walk around. They decided to meet at the hotel where the old gentleman was staying.
When she asked Lu Jinxian to meet her, she didn't explain what she wanted to do.
The two met at the entrance of the Han family's house.
Han Meng smiled and said, "It's been a long time."
Compared to her, Lu Jinxian's expression was somewhat distant. "Long time no see. It's rare for Miss Han to take the initiative to ask me out. Is there something you need?"
Han Meng said frankly, "Lu Jinxian, although we may not be able to be husband and wife in the future, it is fate that we met, so I wanted to try to give you a gift. As for whether it can help you, I really can't say."
Lu Jinxian couldn't guess what kind of gift she was referring to, and seeing her sparkling eyes, he was also very curious.
A short while later, Han Meng hailed a rickshaw nearby. "Let's go, we'll go to the South City Hotel."
Lu Jinxian hesitated for a moment and did not get into the rickshaw immediately: "It's quite far from here, do you really want to go there?"
A hotel is a place where people stay temporarily, but he certainly didn't think that someone like Han Meng would go there with him, who was just a friend, to do anything private.
In addition, she also brought a first-aid kit.
"Well, come on up. Maybe this trip today will change your destiny." Han Meng waved to him with a bright smile.
Lu Jinxian was slightly taken aback.
I suddenly realized—
Her smile, her eyes... for some reason, they always make people's eyes linger on her for a little longer, and her words seem very convincing.
After he got into the rickshaw, the driver, dressed in a blue cloth shirt, pulled the handlebars, and the rickshaw made a creaking sound. After a slight bump and sway, the rickshaw slowly started moving.
Han Meng said, "I have invited the most skilled doctor in the world for you. He may be able to cure your illness."
The vague feeling of goodwill that had been building up abruptly vanished, replaced by shock: "...Treatment?"
Han Meng explained, "Yes, we specifically asked the vice president of Honglin University to help us invite this medical master. His surname is Wei. When you meet him later, remember to be polite."
Upon hearing this, the man's lips twitched slightly, unsure of what to say.
He knew Han Meng meant well, but he didn't need to see any medical masters, nor did he have any terminal illness; it was all just...
Well, if you tell one lie and have to cover it up with a hundred, who can you blame? You can only deal with it as it comes.
Lu Jinxian wanted to know some things in advance so he could prepare accordingly, so he asked Han Meng, "Is the master a practitioner of traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine?"
"Hmm... I don't know either, but I think whether it's traditional Chinese medicine or Western medicine, as long as it can cure the disease, that's fine."
Lu Jinxian: ...
My heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
Seeing the man's pale face, Han Meng asked in confusion, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell again?"
*
What sets Nancheng Hotel apart from other hotels is that it allows guests to stay for extended periods. It features a rustic garden and, apart from its high rent, has virtually no downsides.
Han Meng inquired with the hotel management, and soon Mr. Wei came downstairs to greet them, smiling as he invited them to sit down upstairs.
Lu Jinxian swallowed nervously, while Han Mengping calmly and respectfully explained her purpose.
Mr. Wei said, "As expected of Shuyi's friend, the young lady is so young, yet her speech is quite remarkable."
"Come, sir, tell me about your symptoms in detail."
...
The process of “narrating” his illness was incredibly long and agonizing for Lu Jinxian. Fortunately, he had indeed suffered from a serious illness when he was young, and recalling the feeling of that illness allowed him to barely describe his condition.
But it's hard to say whether this will work, since the other party is a master, not an amateur like Han Meng.
At first glance, Lu Jinxian had fair skin but little color in his face, and looked somewhat sickly. In addition, he claimed that he often felt weak in his limbs and dizzy. Mr. Wei almost couldn't tell what was wrong with him at first.
Mr. Wei took his pulse for nearly ten minutes, during which time the old man's brows furrowed more and more tightly.
This young man's pulse doesn't seem to indicate illness. A sick person's pulse is usually weak and feeble. How could this be?
He looked up and saw that the young man was covered in sweat, and he became even more convinced that it was a problem with his medical skills.
Han Meng was also observing from the side.
At first, she frowned just like Old Wei, then gradually relaxed her brows, and finally her eyes became sharp.
After a thorough examination, Mr. Wei began to have some doubts.
At this moment, Han Meng suddenly spoke up: "Old Wei, I brought a syringe. I think he seems to be having some symptoms. Let me give him some medicine."
After saying that, she actually took out a syringe and a bottle of medicine of unknown origin from the medicine box and walked towards Lu Jinxian.
Lu Jinxian said nervously, "I'm fine now."
Han Meng didn't take it seriously: "You're sweating so much on your forehead and you say you're fine? Good girl."
As she spoke, she had already drawn the medicine into the syringe and was walking towards Lu Jinxian.
It looks like they're sharpening their knives...
"No need. I think this gentleman's illness isn't serious; it's more likely... emotional or psychological..."
Just then, the kind-hearted medical master suddenly spoke up, stopping Han Meng's attempt to probe.
Although he couldn't understand the significance of Lu Jinxian faking illness, he hadn't immediately realized that the other party was faking it, which was quite embarrassing for a medical master. Moreover, the other party might have some unspeakable difficulties, so he decided to help him lie.
Han Meng raised an eyebrow: "So, it's not a terminal illness?"
Mr. Wei: "Don't worry, it's not a terminal illness."
"That's good." She smiled and thoughtfully put the equipment into the first-aid kit.
Mr. Wei began to lie through his teeth: "This disease is not incurable, but it is also difficult to cure. It requires long-term care. The following points should be paid attention to in daily life..."
Not long after, Lu Jinxian took out some money and said, "Doctor, this is the consultation fee."
Having kept it from her for so long, Lu Jinxian felt guilty and prepared to pay and leave before Mr. Wei could finish explaining his health knowledge.
As the man left the hotel, he could clearly sense that Han Meng's attitude towards him had become distant.
She walked ahead, but hardly looked back at him as she spoke: "Young Master, you should call a rickshaw to go home yourself. I want to go home too."
Lu Jinxian called out to her, "Wait, I have something to tell you."
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