Looking at Long Jieming, who was sobbing uncontrollably, Murong Mingyue was shocked. Was this the same proud scion of the Long Family she knew?
"Sorry, the Divine Doctor has already left!"
Murong Mingyue said indifferently.
She didn’t have the slightest bit of affection for Long Jieming.
Besides, the reason why Long Jieming was paralyzed in both legs was because he provoked Qin Chuan.
Seeing the icy expression on Murong Mingyue, Long Jieming became even more desperate and pleaded, "Mingyue, I know you are still angry about what happened at the Longdu Grand Hotel, but I love you too, and I didn’t want to see you alone with another man. That’s why I couldn’t control my emotions."
"I apologize to you, I’m sorry!"
"Please, for the sake of me being your future husband, help me meet with the Divine Doctor. I’m really willing to pay any price!"
Murong Mingyue’s gaze turned cold, and she said sharply, "We’re not that close, call me by my name. Also, I don’t like you, and I will never marry you in this lifetime."
"You..."
Long Jieming was seething with rage, but thinking of the important reason he had come here, he suppressed his anger.
"If there’s nothing else, please leave. I have many things to attend to."
Murong Mingyue said coldly and turned to return to the Murong Family VIP room.
"This despicable woman!"
Only after the door of the VIP room closed did Long Jieming clench his teeth and say, "One day, I will show you how formidable I am!"
As soon as Murong Mingyue entered the VIP room, Qin Chuan suddenly said, "Go tell Long Jieming that I can cure his legs."
Upon hearing this, Murong Mingyue was stunned, and then she asked in surprise, "You’re going to cure him?"
Qin Chuan nodded and said, "Just use the final bid of sixteen billion he shouted at the auction as the consultation fee."
"Additionally, tell him that if he wants me to cure him, the Long Family must agree to a demand of mine."
Murong Mingyue asked with confusion, "What demand?"
Qin Chuan replied, "As long as you don’t want to accept it, the Long Family is not allowed to force you to marry into their family."
Upon hearing these words, Murong Mingyue’s eyes immediately reddened.
She could never have imagined that Qin Chuan would make such a demand of the Long Family.
As a woman from the Nine Gates of Yandu, from birth, her marriage was never her own to decide.
Even though her grandfather, Murong Fu, doted on her greatly, if her marriage could bring significant benefits to the family, Murong Fu would agree to it.
Yet Qin Chuan, a stranger to her, was willing to help her like this.
Murong Mingyue, with red eyes, said, "Qin Chuan, thank you!"
Qin Chuan smiled faintly, "Quick, go tell Long Jieming. Once he hands over the sixteen billion to me, I will cure him."
Murong Mingyue nodded and then walked out of the VIP room again.
"Wait a moment!"
As she had just left the VIP room, Long Jieming, who was being pushed away, heard her and quickly called out.
The wheelchair stopped, and Long Jieming gritted his teeth and looked towards Murong Mingyue, asking, "Do you have something else to say?"
Murong Mingyue frowned slightly, her face showing cold indifference as she said, "I don’t wish for our affairs to provoke animosity between the Long Family and Murong Family either."
"Just now, I contacted that Divine Doctor, and he said he can heal your leg..."
Without waiting for her to finish, Long Jieming had already become so agitated that he was speaking incoherently, "Is that Divine Doctor really willing to take on the job?"
Murong Mingyue nodded, "Don’t get excited just yet, wait for me to finish, then you can decide whether or not you want to be treated."
Long Jieming said excitedly, "As long as my leg can be healed, whatever the Divine Doctor asks, I agree!"
Only then did Murong Mingyue continue, "The Divine Doctor has two conditions, if the Long Family can meet both, he is willing to heal your leg."
"The first condition is to take the final bid you made at the auction, sixteen billion, as the treatment fee."
When Long Jieming heard it was only sixteen billion, he almost cried with excitement, knowing that at the auction, the chance for the Divine Doctor to act had been sold for twenty-one billion.
He had already prepared himself to raise the stakes even further, but now it was only sixteen billion.
Long Jieming said excitedly, "I agree!"
Murong Mingyue wasn’t surprised and nodded, "The second condition is that from now on, you must no longer pursue me, and the Long Family must not have any designs on me either."
No sooner had she spoken than the smile on Long Jieming’s face froze.
He had liked Murong Mingyue since he was a child and had even had his grandfather accompany him to propose to Murong Fu years earlier.
Even though Murong Fu had rejected him, he had never given up.
In his eyes, Murong Mingyue was his forbidden indulgence, and now he was to give her up.
"Of course, you can refuse! But I can tell you, even if you refuse, I will never marry you."
Seeing that Long Jieming remained silent for a long time, Murong Mingyue spoke, "Therefore, I advise you to agree to these two conditions for the sake of being able to stand up again."
"Otherwise, you will spend the rest of your life in a wheelchair, and as the son of the Long Family Heir, if you become paralyzed, I’m afraid you will never have the chance to enter the Long Family Power Center in your lifetime, right?"
It had to be said, Murong Mingyue had a firm grasp on Long Jieming’s human nature.
Long Jieming’s father was the Long Family Heir, and once his father became the Family Head, Long Jieming had a great chance of becoming the next heir.
But if he was a cripple with paralyzed legs, even if his father was the Family Head, he would have no chance of becoming the heir.
How could someone so close to the future position of Long Family Heir and prominent among wealthy elites resign himself to losing that opportunity?
Long Jieming looked at Murong Mingyue with a steadfast gaze and said, "The second condition isn’t from the Divine Doctor, is it? It’s from you, right?"
Murong Mingyue replied expressionlessly, "No matter who made it, do you think you could get that Divine Doctor to heal your leg without me?"
Long Jieming took a deep breath and then gritted his teeth and said, "Fine, I promise you! I won’t pursue you anymore!"
"The sixteen billion, I can transfer it right now. Can you have the Divine Doctor heal my leg immediately?"
Murong Mingyue’s lips curved into a slight smile, "Of course! You just need to transfer the sixteen billion to the Premium Auction House’s corporate account, and the Divine Doctor will be able to heal your leg."
Without any hesitation, Long Jieming immediately ordered his subordinates to transfer the money to the Premium Auction House’s account.
In less than ten minutes, the money was transferred.
Murong Mingyue said cheerfully, "Young Master Long, come with me!"
When Long Jieming was wheeled into the Murong Family VIP Room, he saw a silhouette with its back turned to him.
Thinking that he was about to stand once again, Long Jieming also grew very excited and said, looking at Qin Chuan’s back, "Divine Doctor, I have transferred the sixteen billion according to your request. Can you start the treatment now?"