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… …
"F * ck! That's impossible … "
"Oh my god, h-he knows magic! … "
Zhu Yongwang and Hou Yaozong screamed at the top of their lungs. Hou Yaozong even took two steps forward subconsciously. It seemed like he wanted to touch Murong Wenshi's head personally.
Both of them were dumbfounded!
Murong Feixue was even more dumbfounded. Hou Yaozong didn't dare to touch Murong Wenshi, but Murong Feixue did. She walked up to Murong Wenshi in disbelief, raised her slender hand, and touched Murong Wenshi's forehead. "Grandpa, how do you feel now?"
She was his good granddaughter after all. Even though she was shocked, she didn't forget to ask Murong Wenshi about his feelings.
Murong Wenshi knew what had happened to his head just by looking at everyone's reaction. However, he still hurriedly raised his hand to touch his forehead. He found that his forehead was as smooth as before.
"I … I feel great. Is the scar really gone?" Murong Wenshi's voice was trembling. He still couldn't believe it!
Murong Feixue burst into tears when she heard that Murong Wenshi was fine.
After Murong Wenshi recovered from his injuries, this was his biggest worry that couldn't be erased. Murong Feixue saw it and kept it in her heart. She was worried for her Old Master every day, afraid that he would take things too hard and vomit again. That would be troublesome.
But now, Ling Yun had gotten rid of Murong Wenshi's worries. To Murong Wenshi, who had always cared about his appearance, it wasn't an exaggeration to say that he was indebted to Ling Yun!
The most rare thing was that Ling Yun actually thought of this!
If he could even cure this, it would be too ridiculous and stupid for anyone to doubt that Ling Yun wasn't the one who cured Murong Wenshi's head injury.
It wasn't important anymore. Nothing was important anymore! Ling Yun returning the car and money, it wasn't important whether it was true or not!
It didn't matter if Ling Yun was greedy, lustful, or had no medical ethics. It didn't matter if he skipped classes every day. All of these were unimportant in Murong Feixue's heart!
Now that she thought about it, even Ling Yun's unbridled glances at her chest didn't matter anymore!
Ling Yun had cured her grandfather, saved her grandfather's life, healed the scar on her grandfather's head, and cured her grandfather's illness. He was the great benefactor of the Mu Rong Family!
Murong Feixue turned around and walked to Ling Yun. Her face was full of shame and tears as she bowed respectfully to Ling Yun.
"Ling Yun, thank you, thank you … Thank you for curing my grandpa. I … I'm sorry, I … misunderstood you! It's all my fault for what happened in the past! "
Of course, Ling Yun wouldn't accept Murong Feixue's bow. He turned and hid in a corner. "Big Sister Murong, you don't have to thank me. It's fine as long as you're not angry anymore. Didn't you say that I'm your boyfriend? This is what I should do …"
It was still the same person, spouting nonsense casually. However, in Murong Feixue's ears, it was worlds apart. She straightened her delicate body, lifted her teary eyes, and glared at Ling Yun. Surprisingly, she didn't refute Ling Yun.
Tang Meng couldn't help but worship Ling Yun. He turned to look at Song Zhengyang. The two of them exchanged an ambiguous look that only men would understand. Another fish had entered Big Brother Yun's bowl!
For a long time, Murong Wenshi was so excited that he couldn't speak. His expression kept changing as many thoughts flashed through his mind in the blink of an eye. All of a sudden, he stood up.
"Benefactor Ling Yun, you've saved my life and cured my illness. I, Murong Wenshi, am unable to repay your kindness. Please accept my bow!"
From the looks of it, he was about to kneel down in front of Ling Yun!
Ling Yun didn't even accept Murong Feixue's bow. Naturally, he wouldn't accept Murong Wenshi's kowtow. He reached out and grabbed Old Master Murong.
Ling Yun smiled faintly. "Grandpa Murong, you don't want Ling Yun to be a human anymore, right? It's nothing. What's so special about it? How am I worthy of this bow of yours?! "
However, Murong Wenshi was determined. He wouldn't listen to Ling Yun at all. Ling Yun had no choice but to give Song Zhengyang a look. This old man didn't even kowtow to Ling Yun after I saved his life. Why is he so agitated over a scar?!
Song Zhengyang spoke again. This time, he stood up and came to Murong Wenshi's side. "Old Master Murong, don't make things difficult for Ling Yun. Ling Yun cured twenty-two dying patients in front of thousands of people at the opening of his clinic yesterday. He didn't take a single cent. He only helped you remove a scar. How can he accept such a huge bow from you?"
"What! Ling Yun's clinic opened yesterday? " Murong Wenshi was stunned. He was so regretful that his intestines were clenched. He slapped his thigh and stomped his feet. "You Gambling Addict Song! The opening of Ling Yun's clinic is such a huge event, and you … you … "
Murong Wenshi was so anxious that his face and neck were red. He almost couldn't catch his breath. Ling Yun saw that Old Master Murong was really anxious, so he quickly gave Murong Wenshi some spiritual energy. Only then did the old man calm down.
"Now you know how to be anxious? You better sit down first … "
Song Zhengyang chuckled as he pulled Murong Wenshi back to the sofa. "Old Man Murong, I met Lingyun later than you did, but I can't help it. Who asked me to be so good at handling things? I was close to Ling Yun, and he invited me to open his clinic. I didn't know that he was your benefactor. Tell me, how do you want me to tell you? "
Song Zhengyang even bragged to Murong Wenshi that he knew Ling Yun sooner or later. It was as though he was proud to know Ling Yun and couldn't hide his smugness.
At the same time, Song Zhengyang couldn't help but look at Tang Meng gratefully. If Tang Meng hadn't reminded him, he would have missed out on a huge opportunity!
Tang Meng only smiled and winked at Song Zhengyang mischievously.
Treating twenty-two dying patients in one go? Not taking a single cent? Murong Feixue heard that and felt as though she was struck by lightning. Her beautiful eyes flickered as she looked at Ling Yun. Her heart was pounding like a drum. Peng, peng, peng …
He wasn't greedy for money, and he had medical ethics. As for being lecherous, it wasn't a big deal. Who asked him to be so outstanding? Besides, which man wasn't lecherous?
Amidst the secret glances of her eyes, her heart was already set.
Murong Feixue suddenly stopped talking as she started to worry about her outfit. She hurriedly checked herself and adjusted her clothes, wondering if she looked too plain today. She should have worn a dress if she had known!
Now, no one was looking at the two nouveau riches anymore. Ling Yun had become the star in the room! He was passively accepting all kinds of gazes!
"How could I not know about such a huge matter? I didn't even give Ling Yun a gift for the opening of the clinic. How … how am I supposed to face people now? Sigh! "
Murong Wenshi was extremely vexed and slapped his thigh heavily! There was no need to mention the regret in his heart!
"Grandpa Murong, don't listen to Uncle Song. It's just the opening of a small clinic. It's just that there was an emergency and the situation wasn't under control. The commotion was a little too big …" Ling Yun consoled.
Song Zhengyang chuckled. "Old Man Murong, you don't have to be in such a hurry. Ling Yun's clinic just opened yesterday. If you really want to give him a gift, it's still not too late. Isn't Ling Yun right in front of you now? "
Song Zhengyang said as he secretly gave Murong Wenshi a look.
Murong Wenshi was enlightened. That's right, Ling Yun was right in front of him. Since he was already here, why did he need to give him a gift? If he wanted to give him a gift, he could give it now!
However, Murong Wenshi was troubled again. What good things could he give Ling Yun in his own office?
Moreover, Ling Yun even said that he wanted to return the Maserati and one million yuan check. It was obvious that he didn't care about these things at all. What in Tianxi Pavilion was worth more than a Maserati and one million yuan?
Give money? Vulgar! As soon as this idea popped up, Murong Wenshi rejected it!
Ling Yun frowned slightly and said to Song Zhengyang, "Uncle Song, how can you do things like this? Aren't you forcing Grandpa Murong to give me a gift? I'm done with what I need to do here. I've wasted enough time. Let's get going! "
After Ling Yun finished speaking, he didn't even look at the million-yuan cheque on the table and was about to leave.
Ling Yun knew that even if he left the check, Murong Feixue would return it to him ten times or a hundred times more!
He had won your heart, so why would he be afraid of you running away? Ling Yun wasn't stupid!
Tang Meng followed suit, but Song Zhengyang remained seated. Yu Ding Xuan's stone gambling was not something he could participate in. How could there be a gamble without a dealer?
Song Zhengyang knew that Murong Wenshi would be in deep trouble if he let Ling Yun leave!
Sure enough, Murong Wenshi immediately stood up to stop Ling Yun. Murong Feixue also stood in front of Ling Yun silently. She looked at Ling Yun reproachfully as she thought to herself, If you dare to leave, you'll have to step over me! Ling Yun thought to himself.
"Ling Yun, take a seat first. Erm, Old Song and I will go out for a while …"
"Feixue, brew a pot of good tea for Ling Yun and the rest. I'll be back soon …"
Murong Wenshi pushed Ling Yun back onto the sofa and gave Song Zhengyang a look before pulling him out of the office.
Murong Wenshi grabbed Song Zhengyang's arm and asked, "Old Song, help me think of an idea. What … what should I give them?"
Song Zhengyang knew that Murong Wenshi called him out to discuss this. He shrugged and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know either!"
"However, I can give you a reference since you're begging me so much."
"What reference?" Murong Wenshi asked anxiously.
"Ling Yun's clinic opened yesterday. All the big shots in Qingshui City were present. There was Miracle Doctor Xue, a military commander, Qingshui City's Municipal Committee Secretary Li Yifeng, Public Security Bureau Director Tang Tianhao, and Qingshui City's richest man, Zhuang Tiande …"
"Their gifts are …" Song Zhengyang lowered his voice and listed a few congratulatory gifts.
"What?!" Murong Wenshi was completely dumbfounded after hearing that. (To be continued.)
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