Chapter 11 Fu Yunshen: Do I have kidney deficiency?
The incident involving Jiang Moyuan serves as a cautionary tale.
The only saving grace was that it didn't become public knowledge, and Jiang Moyuan and Ying Luwei didn't hold it against them. Otherwise, who knows how the other three major wealthy families and the smaller families in Shanghai would have mocked them behind their backs.
Ever since they brought their real daughter back, the Ying family has never had a moment of peace.
Zhong Manhua's expression turned cold: "That's true. I almost forgot if you hadn't mentioned it. Let Chen Zhou stay at the Zhong family's place."
She absolutely would not allow such a thing to happen again; it would tarnish the Ying family's reputation, and she would have nowhere to hide her face.
It seems she needs to hire a few more teachers to teach Ying Zijin the etiquette of a wealthy family and the tea ceremony and flower arrangement skills that a rich socialite should know.
Zhong Manhua started calling the Zhong family: "Yes, that's right. Shen Zhou will be staying with you, Third Brother. Zhi Wan is the same age as him, so they can take care of each other..."
Seeing that Zhong Manhua had changed her mind, the butler was relieved and went upstairs to call for help.
**
In the bedroom on the third floor.
The girl was fast asleep in bed, but her sleeping posture was not stable; she was curled up, wrapped in the blanket like a pufferfish.
A pair of long, slender legs were partially exposed to the air, and her skin was as white as cold porcelain under the sunlight shining through the window.
Sudden--
"Ding-dong."
"Ding-dong! Ding-dong!"
The phone, which was under the pillow, started ringing and vibrating incessantly.
Ying Zijing pressed her head, somewhat annoyed.
She opened her eyes, turned over, took out her phone, and opened an app called "Weibo".
It took several tens of seconds to get in, and my message feed was full of red dots.
The girl lowered her eyes, a hint of impatience creeping into her otherwise indifferent expression.
At the very top of the Weibo homepage is a post that Ying Luwei just made at 11:30, which tagged her.
Within minutes, it was forwarded thousands of times.
[@嬴露薇V: Thank you everyone for your concern [heart emoji]. I've recovered and just wanted to let you all know I'm safe. I also want to thank @嬴子衿 for this. I want to apologize to Xiaojin; I was too careless and injured myself, and then you had to donate so much blood to me. I understand if you resent me, but I just hope you won't run away in a huff next time. Everyone was very worried.]
Ying Luwei is a famous pianist in China, and she is very beautiful.
She is of noble birth, from a prestigious family, and has a loving and well-matched fiancé.
Such a life winner is something you can't envy at all.
In addition, her approachable personality has made her very popular online, with over 40 million followers, making her even more popular than most second-tier celebrities.
After this Weibo post was published, the hashtag #YingLuweiRecovers# instantly became a trending topic and is still climbing rapidly.
The comments under the Weibo post were full of encouragement and comfort from fans.
【Sister, get some rest! We're waiting for your concert.】
【Our Luwei is truly kind-hearted and beautiful; even though she's injured herself, she still comforts the children.】
[Luvi is such a fairy! Every time I listen to Luvi play the piano, even my most agitated moments calm down.]
Ying Zijing wasn't interested in any of this. She glanced at it and then prepared to uninstall Weibo and go back to sleep.
But before I could even get out, there was another series of "ding-dong" sounds.
It's a private message inbox, sent from someone I don't follow.
Why are you running? Lucy is so worried about you, let her have some peace of mind.
Why blame Luwei? She's your aunt; isn't it only natural for her to donate blood?
All of them were accusations, each one harsher than the last.
Ying Zijing pressed her head, expressionless, and blocked one account after another, submitting them to the reporting department.
It wasn't that she was really angered by these comments, but rather that she had a very bad temper when she woke up.
I finally get a good night's sleep, but I can't even get some peace and quiet.
A second later, the phone rang again, this time with soft, soothing music.
She glanced at the name and answered the call.
The voice on the other end of the phone was a man's, low and gentle, with a slight smile.
It felt as if the alluring jade and sandalwood fragrance from last night was still lingering behind my ears.
"Little one, are you awake?"
The fierceness in the girl's eyes slowly faded. She threw back the covers and got out of bed: "Just woke up."
She didn't throw a tantrum and was quite well-behaved.
"Hmm?" Fu Yunshen raised the last syllable of his voice. "What did you do yesterday? Your voice sounds like a newborn kitten. Did you not sleep all night?"
Ying Zijing thought for a moment: "No, I went to bed at four o'clock."
She was just researching new technologies of the 21st century when she discovered something called web series, and watched it for three hours.
The plot is melodramatic, but it's still quite entertaining.
She will have something enjoyable to do in her retirement.
“Eleven o’clock to one o’clock is the time for the liver to detoxify.” Fu Yunshen said in a deep voice, “Staying up late will make you ugly and cause you to go bald.”
Ying Zijing yawned, not caring much: "I have a lot of hair and I'm naturally beautiful."
They were clearly taken aback for a moment.
"Alright, alright, you're naturally beautiful." Fu Yunshen sighed. "It's different for an old man like me. Even a little less sleep makes my back ache."
The girl said slowly, "You have kidney deficiency."
Upon hearing this, Fu Yunshen suddenly chuckled: "I have kidney deficiency?"
Ying Zijing bit a hair tie, raised her free left hand, and grasped her long hair: "If you don't mind, I can refine a pill to help you heal."
Her original medicine furnace was also in O continent, and now she has to make a new one herself.
He had helped her a lot, so she gave him some medicine.
"Oh?" Fu Yunshen asked with interest. "You're so capable, besides fortune telling, you also know ancient medicine? You're from the Emei Sect? You won't use the Nine Yin White Bone Claw on me one day, will you?"
Ying Zijing paused for a moment: "What is the Nine Yin White Bone Claw?"
"Have you read 'The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber'?" he asked lazily. "It's about one of the peerless martial arts techniques in it."
The girl tied her hair up and then put on a coat: "Never seen this before, how amazing is it?"
“Hmm—” Fu Yunshen pondered for a moment, then smiled, “Being able to smash someone’s head with one palm is more ruthless than you.”
Ying Zijing remained calm and composed, showing no emotion: "That's quite impressive."
“Watch less dramas in the future, they’re all fake.” Fu Yunshen just thought she was being childish and didn’t take it seriously. Instead, he said, “Don’t worry about that trending topic, I’ll handle it.”
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly: "Trending topic?"
She took the phone away from her ear and opened Weibo to check the trending topics list.
She learns things very quickly.
Besides the top-ranked #YingLuweiRecovery# trending topic, another trending topic was steadily climbing from the bottom and soon made it to the top of the trending list.
#The adopted daughter of the Ying family is ungrateful#
(End of this chapter)
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