Chapter 10 This is a Divine Doctor
That's quite a boast.
Mu Cheng suppressed his anger and started making phone calls: "Yes, it's in the underground market, you guys come over quickly."
After hanging up, he said coldly, "Miss, don't think that just because our master just bought an ancient coin from you, you can act like this..."
Before he could finish speaking, the girl said, "My heart is arrhythmic, and the pain in my precordial region is getting worse and has spread to my left shoulder and abdomen."
"Smoking causes shadows on the lungs, and there are blockages in the respiratory tract that have not been completely cleared."
Finally, Ying Zijing looked up and said, "The peak time for the onset of the disease is from midnight to eight in the morning. You just had surgery a month ago, so you shouldn't be out so late."
Mu Cheng was shocked and incredulous: "You..."
It's exactly the same!
Including the surgery time!
Before he could recover from his shock, he heard the girl say calmly, "Silver needles."
Mu Cheng didn't have time to think about how she knew he was carrying silver needles, and hurriedly handed over the box containing the silver needles.
Ying Zijing opened the box, took the seven silver needles inside, and was about to use them.
Seeing this, Mu Cheng couldn't help but remind him: "Use a maximum of four silver needles at a time."
Upon hearing this, Ying Zijin finally glanced at him.
His clear black and white pupils were devoid of emotion, shrouded in mist, making it impossible to discern whether he was happy or angry.
"You can be quiet."
"I'm sorry." Mu Cheng was a little embarrassed, but he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.
When he saw the young lady from the ancient medical community treating Mu Heqing, she only used four silver needles at the same time.
He inquired about this and learned that there were practically no people in the ancient medical community who could use seven silver needles at the same time.
Come to think of it, how could one possibly control seven silver needles when one only has one pair of hands?
But the next second, Mu Cheng couldn't help but widen his eyes.
Seven silver needles flew through the girl's hands in a blur, one after another, being inserted into and withdrawn from acupoints with incredible speed.
Mu Cheng tried hard to pinpoint the location of the silver needle, but found that he couldn't see it at all, which made him a little nervous.
What kind of hand speed is that?
After Ying Zijing finished acupuncturing the last acupoint, Mu Heqing, who had been lying on the ground, finally caught his breath, and the purplish discoloration on his face slowly faded, restoring his rosy complexion.
The entire treatment process took less than a minute.
Ying Zijin carefully put the silver needles back into the box.
She stood up, one hand in her pocket, standing there lazily, her breathing perfectly steady: "All done."
Mu Cheng was still in a daze, feeling even more like he was in a dream.
Even after Miss Meng finished treating Mu Heqing, she felt exhausted. This...
"Cough cough cough!" Mu Heqing coughed suddenly and opened his eyes with great difficulty.
He was previously in a semi-comatose state, but he was still aware of his surroundings.
After calming his breathing, Mu Heqing slowly stood up with Mu Cheng's help.
He coughed a few more times, his expression serious, his gaze gentle, and his tone soothing: "Young lady, you saved my life. If you need anything, just let me know."
He could clearly feel that his heart was much better than usual.
Such medical skills are probably unmatched even in the history of ancient medicine.
"No need," Ying Zijing said casually. "It was just something I brought."
It's been a long time since she treated anyone, but it seems her skills haven't deteriorated. If she ever needs money again, she can still make a living in this line of work.
Mu Heqing didn't insist. He thought for a moment, then took out a jade pendant and said seriously, "Keep this safe. As long as it's not illegal, I will definitely do my best to help you."
Mu Cheng was startled.
This is no ordinary promise; it is a promise from the head of the Mu family.
Ying Zijing didn't intend to accept it, but when she saw the character "Mu" on the jade pendant, her gaze froze for a moment, as if she had recalled something. In the end, she accepted it anyway: "Okay."
Mu Heqing was finally satisfied and smiled: "I wonder if it's possible for me to know your name?"
It's rare to meet a girl who catches his eye so well, so he has to get to know her.
Ying Zijing hesitated for a moment, then simply said, "My surname is Ying."
win?
Upon hearing this surname, Mu Cheng immediately thought of the Ying family, one of the four most powerful families in Shanghai, since the surname Ying is not common.
This Miss Ying certainly doesn't seem to come from an ordinary family; that innate nobility seems to be something she was born with. But the Ying family…
Mu Cheng frowned.
Of course, the Ying family had also been in contact with them. With the Ying family's meager strength, how could they possibly raise a young lady who knew ancient medicine?
Mu Heqing had also thought of that, but he didn't ask any further questions. He simply smiled and asked, "Miss Ying, would you be interested in going to the capital with this old man?"
Ying Zijing raised her eyebrows slightly, surprised: "Not at the moment."
All she wants now is to retire, grow flowers, raise pigs, and be a happy parasite.
"Alright, alright." Mu Heqing nodded. "If you ever want to come again, remember to contact me, Mu Cheng."
Mu Cheng stepped forward and handed over a business card, somewhat ashamed: "I'm sorry, Miss Ying, I had some doubts about you before and offended you. I apologize."
“No need. You don’t understand, there’s no trust between strangers.” Ying Zijin nodded. “I’m leaving now.”
Mu Cheng felt even more ashamed.
He doesn't even see things as clearly as a little girl.
After watching the girl leave, Mu Heqing stood there for a while, then suddenly asked, "Mu Cheng, what do you think about arranging a marriage?"
Before Mu Cheng could answer, he said to himself, "Forget it, those brats are all useless and don't deserve the girl. Let's not ruin her life."
Mu Cheng: "..."
How can someone so disparagingly treat their own descendants?
"What a pity, why isn't she a daughter of the Mu family? If she were..." Mu Heqing sighed, then instructed, "Stay in Shanghai for a few days."
**
The snow had just stopped and the midday sun was shining brightly.
In the distance, clouds and mist swirl, the sky is azure, and white birds circle up and down, creating a rare scene of peace and tranquility.
The Ying family's old residence.
Zhong Manhua glanced at the third floor and frowned: "The second young lady hasn't woken up yet?"
The butler shook his head: "There's no movement."
"It's already noon and she's still not awake." Zhong Manhua said unhappily, "Wake her up and tell her to come down for lunch."
Just as the housekeeper was about to leave, the phone in the living room suddenly rang.
He stepped forward and saw: "Madam, it's a call from the capital."
Zhong Manhua's expression turned serious: "Give it to me."
The butler respectfully handed it over and waited quietly to the side.
After hearing what was said on the other end, Zhong Manhua nodded repeatedly, then hung up and smiled, saying, "The Mu family is going to send Chen Zhou over sometime in May."
The butler asked in surprise, "Has something important happened to the Mu family?"
The Mu family was doing well in the capital, so why would they suddenly send one of their heirs to Shanghai?
"I don't know, but we must treat you well." Zhong Manhua poured a cup of tea with elegant movements. "We need to start preparing now. In a little while, send someone to order furniture and vacate the second room on the right side of the third floor."
The Mu family of the capital city is one of the four most powerful families in Shanghai that no one can afford to offend; it's essential to cultivate a good relationship with them.
"Madam, I think it's best not to let Young Master Chenzhou stay at the old mansion." The butler hesitated for a moment before reminding him, "The Second Miss is still unfamiliar with the rules of prestigious families; if she were to offend someone..."
Hmm... Emperor Ying preferred playing with poisons to medicine, lol. We'll see later.
(End of this chapter)
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