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Mo Baichuan continued, “She’s just trying to get my attention! That’s why she’s not leaving any stone unturned to approach you all!”
Mo Qishen let out a faint laugh, looking at Mo Baichuan up and down, before speaking in a slow tone, “Nephew, you’re flattering yourself a bit too much.”
Why would Ni Yang neglect a good-looking person like herself for Mo Baichuan?
Is Mo Baichuan even one-tenth as good-looking as she is?
Mo Baichuan took a deep breath, “Everything I said is true. Until today, she tried to approach me in many ways, but I rejected all her attempts! She’s a woman full of schemes!”
“Nonsense!” Mo Fuhai stood up and said: “Yangyang is not that kind of person!”
Having known Ni Yang for a while, Mo Fuhai deeply acknowledged her upbringing and character.
“Grandfather, Uncle Six! Ni Yang’s aim is simple. She wants to please you all, then marry me smoothly and become the eldest son’s wife of the Mo Family! You all better wake up!” Mo Baichuan could hardly wait for his family members to see Ni Yang’s true colors.
This woman is too intimidating, to the extent where she is able to fool all the members of the Mo Family.
“Yangyang is not blind, would she choose you, nephew?,” Mo Qishen said as he turned to look at Mo Baichuan, pointing to his own head, “I’m beginning to suspect that there’s something wrong here, and it’s more than just a little!”
After finishing the sentence, Mo Qishen slightly leaned towards Ni Yang, “Yangyang, don’t mind him, he’s not in his right mind, you just continue to help Xiaodie with the acupuncture treatment.”
“Okay, Brother Mo.” NiYang nodded.
Seeing how close Ni Yang and Mo Qishen were made Mo Baichuan even more infuriated!
“Uncle Six, you’ll get Xiaodie killed by doing this!” Mo Baichuan turned his head to look at Grandma Mo and Mo Fuhai, “Grandfather, Grandma, please believe me, Ni Yang is just a noodle seller, how can she possibly cure Xiaodie? Uncle Six, even if you’re fooled by this woman, you can’t just watch Xiaodie walk toward the dead end!”
No matter how useless Mo Qishen is to the Mo Family, his seniority is there; he will always be Mo Baichuan’s Uncle Six. The Mo Family places great emphasis on respecting the elders, and thus, Mo Baichuan can’t confront Mo Qishen, he can only seek help from Mo Fuhai and Grandma Mo.
Mo Qishen never found this nephew annoying before.
But now, he found Mo Baichuan irritating every aspect.
Upon hearing this, Mo Qishen’s face immediately darkened, “Why can’t a noodle seller have medical skills? Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming dynasty, had been a beggar and a food peddler before he ascended to the throne! Can you deny his ability to govern because of his past? Nephew, have you been feeding your textbooks to dogs? So, you’ve only picked up the skill to look down upon others?”
Ni Yang looked at Mo Qishen with surprise.
Did Mo Qishen just show tough love?
Surprisingly, this man is quite just.
The corners of Ni Yang’s mouth slowly curve into a soft arch, and her dimples appeared shallowly, like they could depress anyone beyond redemption.
Mo Qishen subtly moved a little bit away, his figure blocking Mo Baichuan’s view quite efficiently.
So now, only he could see that smile.
Mo Baichuan clenched his fists, “Uncle Six, you’re going to regret this!”
Mo Qishen turned again to Ni Yang, hooking his lips, “Yangyang, will you make me regret this?”
“Of course not.” Ni Yang answered casually, as she pierced the last golden needle into Mo Hudie’s Baihui acupoint.
The needle just went in, and immediately turned black.
At the same time, Mo Hudie, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened her eyes.
“Xiaodie!” Both Mo Fuhai and Grandma Mo exclaimed in unison.
“Grandma and Grandpa,” Mo Hudie spoke in a weakvoice, “What happened to me?”
Grandma Mo was overwhelmed with joy and started to cry, “It’s alright, Xiaodie, you’re alright now…”
Mo Baichuan was stunned.
Was this a coincidence, or just pure luck?
Aside from her beauty, how could Ni Yang possibly save people’s lives?
Mo Qishen glanced at Mo Baichuan, then walked over to Ni Yang, “Yangyang, thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Ni Yang gave the prescription she had written to Mo Baichuan, “According to this prescription, prepare the medicine, once a day, continuous for three months, Xiaodie will be fully healed.”
Mo Qishen took the prescription, “Okay.”
Grandma Mo walked over, holding Ni Yang’s hand, she was so overwhelmed with emotions that she didn’t know what she was supposed to say.
Mo Qishen gently joked: “Mom, you’re going to scare Yangyang.”
“I’m just too happy, too excited.” Grandma Mo choked back her tears, “Little Divine Doctor Yangyang, I can’t thank you enough! Thank you!”