Chapter 31 No one in the ancient medical world can compare to her
The Mu family is one of the most powerful families in the capital, with a large number of members in both the main family and branch families.
Madam Mu had been married into the Mu family for over twenty years, but she had actually only met Mu Heqing a handful of times.
But she also knew that Mu Heqing's personal car was a black Maybach.
This Maybach was custom-made; it's the only one of its kind in all of China, but...
Madam Mu frowned.
It wasn't that she didn't recognize the adopted daughter of the Ying family; that's precisely why she hesitated.
Given Mu Heqing's status, even the heads of other powerful families in the capital treated him with utmost respect. How could he possibly know an adopted daughter who didn't even have a formal title?
Mrs. Mu seemed dazed as she looked down and took out her phone from her bag: "Manhua, wait a moment, I'm going to make a call."
If it really was Mu Heqing's car, she couldn't just get in; that would be disrespectful.
But no, she simply couldn't be bothered to go up.
Zhong Manhua forced a smile and could only stand there awkwardly, her hands trembling slightly from the embarrassment welling up inside her.
She tried hard to control her anger, looked away, and didn't want to look at it again.
**
On the Maybach.
Mu Cheng glanced at his phone, ignoring the incoming call: "Miss Ying, I've finally found you."
With the Mu family's power, finding out someone's identity is very easy.
Moreover, Ying Zijin did not deliberately hide it.
Ying Zijing lowered her head: "Yes, is there something you need?"
Mu Cheng glanced at Mu Heqing before saying, "Master is leaving Shanghai tomorrow and would like to see you one last time before he leaves."
After returning to his residence in Shanghai that day, he specifically contacted the Dream Family in the capital.
Mu Cheng didn't mention who the divine doctor was, but only asked vaguely, and that's when he realized just how terrifying this Miss Ying's medical skills were.
Even those renowned figures in the field of ancient medicine would likely be far inferior to him.
Ying Zijing nodded: "As long as Elder Mu doesn't smoke or drink, his health will improve considerably."
Mu Heqing coughed awkwardly, his expression serious: "Old man, I will."
Mu Cheng's foot trembled, and he almost stepped on the gas and sped off.
For years, no one had been able to persuade Mu Heqing, but Miss Ying's words had an effect.
This is too much...
“Miss Ying, I have nothing to give you.” Mu Cheng secretly wiped away a bead of sweat and took out an exquisite box. “This is a small token of my master’s appreciation. Please accept it.”
These are silver and gold needles that the Mu family specially purchased from the ancient medical community; their price must be over ten million.
Ying Zijing's gaze sharpened for a moment, but she didn't refuse and accepted it, saying, "Thank you."
Specially made silver and gold needles can increase the treatment effect by dozens of times.
She needs it.
"And this too." Mu Cheng handed over another piece of paper. "This is one of the master's properties in Shanghai. The annual revenue is about fifty million, which is a bit low."
The name of a hospital was clearly written on the paper.
Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow slightly.
She never expected that this rather large traditional Chinese medicine hospital in Shanghai would be owned by the Mu family of the capital.
"Please don't refuse." Mu Heqing coughed again. "You know medicine, so this is perfect for you."
She paused, then said with a touch of arrogance, "If you accept this, I will absolutely never touch cigarettes or alcohol again."
Mu Cheng: "???"
Wait, is this considered a threat?
"Thank you for your kindness, Elder Mu, but I won't accept it." Ying Zijing lowered her eyes and chuckled softly. "I'm a rather lazy person, but I can occasionally help out at the hospital by taking care of some difficult cases."
She really needs the money, and she's also taking the opportunity to dabble in her old profession.
“That works too.” Mu Heqing frowned. “It was my oversight. Here’s what I’ll do: I’ll have Mu Cheng set up a special specialist clinic for you, so that you won’t be disturbed by too many people.”
"But the hospital's revenue will be directly transferred to your card."
After saying that, fearing the girl would refuse, Mu Heqing quickly had Mu Cheng drive away, and it was incredibly fast.
"..."
Ying Zijing turned her head and put the box into her schoolbag: "We're having Japanese food today."
Fu Yun Shen simply took her schoolbag, his movements casual: "Brother will help you carry it."
My phone rang at that moment, and a new message appeared on WeChat.
Fu Yunshen looked down and raised an eyebrow when he saw a crane's head.
[You brat, you don't even greet me when you see me? You've grown some guts, haven't you?]
He smiled slightly and replied slowly.
【Isn't it because I'm afraid that if I open my mouth, I'll upset you and shorten your lifespan?】
[...]
[You brat, stay away from that girl, don't ruin her life.]
Fu Yunshen glanced at the girl beside him and chuckled softly.
【This won't do, there's no internet, I have to log off.】
Looking at this message, Mu Heqing really wanted to block Fu Yunshen.
He twitched his fingers, but held back.
He can't get angry.
"Master, Fifth Master's family just called, probably asking when you're going back," Mu Cheng said. "Should we call them back?"
Mu Heqing closed his eyes and said calmly, "No need."
**
the next day.
Ying Zijing arrived at school a little early, at seven o'clock.
But this time, the gifted class did not start their morning reading session early as usual.
The students stood at the front of the classroom, pinching their noses and looking disgusted.
The back of the classroom was piled with garbage, and the stench was unbearable.
"It's so dirty! Who did this?"
"Our class has never been this dirty before..."
Zhong Zhiwan frowned as she looked at the scene: "What happened? Didn't the students on duty yesterday clean up? Who was on duty?"
The class monitor paused, then said, "It's Ying Zijing, but..."
But the trash can was empty when he left.
"What 'but'? She just didn't do her cleaning duty." Ying Feifei sneered. "And she made such a mess of the classroom. She's just trying to tarnish our class's reputation."
The gifted class naturally strives to excel in everything, including hygiene.
How can they get the rotating red flag in this way?
Lu Fang suddenly shouted, "She's here! She's here!"
The students immediately made way for them.
Ying Zijing walked in, still wearing no makeup and a simple school uniform.
She glanced at the students standing around her, then walked straight to the trash can and gave it a brief, indifferent look.
In the trash can were her textbooks, study guides, and the workbook that Teacher Deng had given her yesterday.
They were all torn into pieces of all sizes, stained with oil, and became unrecognizable.
The girl just stared at the ground quietly, her face expressionless.
But inexplicably, the atmosphere in the classroom grew increasingly tense.
"Ying Zijing, wasn't it your turn to be on duty yesterday?" Ying Feifei seized the opportunity to mock, "What did you do for nothing?"
"Alright, that's enough." Zhong Zhiwan raised her hand. "Let's all clean up together before the student council members arrive."
"Why should she?" Ying Feifei said coldly. "She caused this herself, so she should be left to fend for herself..."
He was unable to say the rest.
Ying Zijin made a move.
She looked up, took a step forward without any emotion, and pulled Ying Feifei out of the crowd with one hand.
In front of the whole class, he shoved Ying Feifei's head into the trash can.
Let me make this very clear: you can't call them a father-son couple just because the male lead is currently treating the female lead like a child?
(End of this chapter)
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