Chapter 255 Madam Mu's Astonishment, Surname Ying [2 Updates]
Madam Mu still wore a cold smile on her face, but the sarcastic remarks she was about to make were stuck in her throat.
She suddenly looked up, her expression changing.
The girl was dressed in the hospital's standard surgical gown, fully armed, with only her phoenix eyes showing.
Their pupils shone like snow, shimmering in the misty haze.
Madam Mu naturally didn't recognize her, but she could tell that the girl was very young, only two or three years older than Mu Yuxi.
She tightened her grip on her bag, then laughed: "You'll save me? You think you're Meng?"
Besides the Meng family, which other family or organization could cultivate young doctors with superb medical skills?
Madam Mu then turned to Mu Yuxi and said, "Just you wait and see. These doctors are simply not capable of curing your brother. I'll wait for you for one more day at most."
She lifted her foot, not even looking at Ying Zijing, and walked downstairs.
Before I even reached the stairwell, I bumped into a middle-aged man in a white coat.
The middle-aged man was in a hurry. He ignored Madam Mu and quickly walked up to the girl, his attitude very respectful: "Divine Physician Ying."
Madam Mu stopped abruptly and turned around in surprise.
She could hear the pronunciation "ying" clearly; it was the second tone.
There are no well-known doctors with this surname in the capital, let alone those who are called "miracle doctors".
This surname is already very rare, and Madam Mu could only think of one.
She looked closely at the girl's back, as if she had thought of something, and seemed somewhat incredulous.
Madam Mu murmured, "Impossible..."
She looked at the middle-aged man who was so respectful to the girl, and suddenly it dawned on her.
That's the vice president of the Imperial Capital Hospital!
The president and vice president of the Imperial Capital Hospital are usually never seen.
Those who could get them to come out and greet you are at least people of Mu Heqing's and Old Master Nie's level.
Mrs. Mu's mind went blank for a moment.
"I've long heard of your exceptional medical skills, and I'm only now meeting you in person," the vice president said. "I never imagined you were so young. With Shaoren Hospital as our guarantor, we trust your medical expertise."
"I'll assist you with this surgery."
"No need." Ying Zijing pushed open the operating room door. "It's a minor surgery. Transfer the patient in."
"Coming right away." The vice president went to Mu Weifeng's ward without the attending physician having to do anything.
The remaining doctors and nurses also returned to the operating room.
They had been following Mu Weifeng's illness for a long time, but they were unable to completely cure it.
His illness was something he was born with, and it started when he was twelve years old. It's been so long that the source of the illness can't be traced back.
Madam Mu's hand trembled. She strode forward and grabbed a nurse's sleeve, her previous elegance gone: "What's her name? Tell me, what's her name!"
"Madam, this is a hospital, please don't cause trouble." The nurse overheard Mrs. Mu and Mu Yuxi's conversation and was disgusted. She yanked her hand away. "Security, if she doesn't leave soon, kick her out."
Mrs. Mu watched helplessly as Mu Weifeng was wheeled into the operating room once again, her heart pounding with anxiety.
If the vice president is willing to assist him, then perhaps Mu Weifeng can really be cured this time.
Then her plan is useless, right?
Moreover, Madam Mu was simply unwilling to believe her conjecture.
But in the end, she still made a phone call.
The call was answered quickly.
"Hello," Madam Mu's voice was indifferent, "Manhua, what special skills does that adopted daughter who has left your family have?"
Zhong Manhua had already fallen asleep, but was suddenly woken up by the questions.
Mrs. Mu rarely called her first, and when she did, she wouldn't ask about her family affairs.
Zhong Manhua pursed her lips: "She can draw, write, and play the piano. She plays the piano very well."
If Ying Zijing could stay obediently in the Ying family, she would have more face.
One daughter does scientific research, and the other daughter pursues art. Who wouldn't envy her?
Madam Mu frowned, but secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's it?"
"It's gone." Zhong Manhua had a bad feeling and became nervous. "Could she have done something again?"
Mrs. Mu did not respond further, and the call was disconnected.
On the bed, Zhong Manhua was still somewhat dazed.
She rubbed her temples, suddenly losing her sleepiness, and went downstairs to get some hot water.
In the kitchen, Ying Yuexuan also brought a cup of hot milk, preparing to return to her bedroom.
Upon seeing Zhong Manhua, she paused, then asked, "Mom, weren't you asleep?"
“Mrs. Mu called specifically to ask if your sister has any special skills.” Zhong Manhua was quite annoyed and didn’t hide anything. “I think she might have gotten into trouble again, but if Mrs. Mu takes a liking to her, that would be great.”
The Ying family is only powerful and wealthy in Shanghai. If they went to the capital, they wouldn't even be able to squeeze into the elite circles.
The Mu family has already integrated with the international business community.
Ying Yuexuan's eyes dimmed slightly: "I see."
Madam Mu and Zhong Manhua have known each other for ten years.
She had seen him a few times.
Madam Mu would praise her for being sensible and clever, but Madam Mu had never personally called Zhong Manhua to inquire about her affairs so late at night.
Ying Zijing has only been back in Shanghai for less than two years, yet she has already captured so much of people's attention.
Ying Yuexuan gripped the cup tightly, took a deep breath, and went upstairs.
**
Imperial Capital Hospital.
Half an hour later, the operating room door reopened, and the red light turned green.
Upon hearing the sound, Mu Yuxi immediately ran over: "Nurse, how is my brother?"
The housekeeper was also very anxious.
"Don't worry, the patient is doing very well," the nurse said. "You should thank Dr. Ying. If it weren't for her, the patient probably wouldn't have been able to fully recover."
The butler's pupils contracted, almost doubting he had misheard: "What did you say? A complete recovery?!"
Who in the elite circles of the capital doesn't know that Mu Weifeng is destined to die young?
“Yes, he has recovered.” Ying Zijin came out from behind, took off her mask, and nodded slightly. “He has been exercising regularly and is in good physical condition, but he still needs to rest for a month. During this time, you can take him to places with lots of greenery.”
Mu Yuxi stared at the girl's face, looking somewhat dazed and confused.
The butler was also taken aback for a moment, but he quickly came to his senses: "You must be Doctor Ying, right? You saved Young Master Weifeng and are a great benefactor to our Mu family."
"It's getting late, why don't we stay at the Mu family's house for the night?"
"I have something to do, so I won't go." Ying Zijin took off her surgical gown and handed it to the nurse. "You can take care of the nursing care afterwards."
The vice president also came out: "Dr. Ying, please take care. If you are interested, why not leave Shaoren Hospital and come here? You'll definitely get the best treatment!"
Ying Zijing paused, then turned her head: "No need, you're all annoying too."
Vice Dean: "..."
His heart was pierced through.
Mu Yuxi was still in a daze and subconsciously asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"
"Do some homework." Ying Zijing pondered for a moment, "And we also need to take care of two more silly kids."
She nodded to Mu Yuxi and then went downstairs.
**
At six o'clock in the morning, the students participating in the training were already awake.
After washing her face, Teng Yunmeng knocked on Ying Zijin's door, but no one answered.
So she sent a WeChat message to Ying Zijing and then went to the cafeteria.
The students had only heard of each other by name, but did not know each other personally.
Of course, this excludes face-shaping.
She sat down in the cafeteria, and several students gathered around her.
Xiu Yan is good-looking, has a good temper, and comes from a good family, so naturally others like her.
Teng Yunmeng didn't look at Xiu Yan, but went to find Feng Yue to have breakfast together.
"Mengmeng, where's Ying?" Feng Yue took a bite of his meat bun. "Still not up?"
“No, she didn’t come back last night.” Teng Yunmeng shook her head. “She’s probably still out.”
"She's not back?" Feng Yue was taken aback. "Training starts at 6:40. Will she make it?"
Just as Teng Yunmeng was about to speak, she was interrupted by the sound of high heels.
It's Teacher Meng.
She said coldly, "Teng Yunmeng, Feng Yue, you two come here."
Xiu Yan heard this and looked over with great interest, a half-smile on her face.
"Didn't I tell you to go find a professor to switch groups?" Professor Meng's expression was very unpleasant. "It's been three days, why haven't you switched?"
Feng Yue immediately gave the reason he had prepared: "We went, but Professor Zuo wouldn't allow it."
"You won't allow it?" Professor Meng frowned. "If you two speak together, do you think the professor will refuse? I think you just don't want to."
Teng Yunmeng remained silent, which was taken as tacit agreement.
"If you're in her group, she'll only hold you back, understand?" Teacher Meng laughed in exasperation. "It might be fine for training, but what about the international finals? Will you make a fool of yourselves at Eleanor Hill School?"
(End of this chapter)
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