But it seems Cai Jin’s consultation sign wasn’t put up today, probably either resting at ho or out on a house call.
But if he’s out for a house call, he should have put up the sign, so patients know whether to wait or not.
So, it’s impossible to deliberately avoid Lin Miao; he might not even rember diagnosing Sun Youwei for that small matter.
Whether it’s cold tea or hot tea, Lin Miao won’t drink it.
He’s not stupid.
Who knows if the steward has tampered with the tea? You can’t be too careful, especially with the Ye Family; he’s always vigilant.
Half an hour passed, looking like it’s about to close for lunch break.
Still didn’t get notified by the Ye Family steward, even if Ye Shengyuan wouldn’t see him, he should be inford, right?
"Boss, let’s go, they’re doing it on purpose," Mr. Xie said, hands held in annoyance, he could tell that the Ye Family never intended to see Lin Miao.
"Alright, let’s grab a al first and co back in the afternoon," Lin Miao nodded, they’re closing the doors, and the steward is intentionally avoiding. Clearly, he doesn’t want Lin Miao to see Ye Shengyuan, or Ye Shengyuan himself doesn’t want to.
Trying to make him give up.
If he got word so quickly from the dical Bureau about the ’Independent Consultation’ application, and Mr. Sang or others had put in a word, yet he still avoids eting, that’s excessive!
Even though Ye Shengyuan is the president of the dical Association, he doesn’t have the authority to do that.
He’d rather believe it’s the steward playing tricks.
This kind of situation, where the ruler is easy to see but the devil is hard to deal with, has been seen often in past lives.
"Alright, I’ve asked around, there’s a restaurant nearby, they have good wine, shall we try it?" Mr. Xie chuckled, he knows Lin Miao’s temperant well enough; once he decides on sothing, he doesn’t give up easily, so he knows when to persuade and when not to.
"Are you paying?"
"Working for the boss, it’s not my place as a re steward to treat," Mr. Xie grinned widely.
"You must have guessed, Ye Xizhao sent people to follow , help spread the word later, say Ye Xizhao accused of murder in the East Market to imprison , forcing my senior sister to surrender!" Lin Miao instructed.
"But that never happened!"
"Don’t you think if I don’t pass the dical exam, he wouldn’t do it?" Lin Miao retorted, "The only reason he’s not doing it is because he’s being cautious."
"I have so connections in Dongshan City, can help spread the word, but what’s in it for ?"
"Keeping you is your greatest benefit," Lin Miao snorted coldly, taking advantage of the situation, "Otherwise, I could report you to Mr. Sang today, and you’d end up in prison."
"Boss, you’re too harsh," Mr. Xie knew he’s thoroughly caught, if he didn’t want to go to prison, he’d have to accept this ’blackmail.’
"Oh well, you’ve co out to work with , can’t let you spend money, I’ll treat lunch."
"That’s more like it."
...
"Patriarch, there’s sothing to report to you..." Ye Shengyuan wouldn’t go ho for lunch when sitting for consultations at Shengyuan Hall.
He directly orders his favorite restaurant to send food, eats, naps briefly, and resus consultations in the afternoon.
But the number of patients he sees daily is fixed, five in the morning, five in the afternoon; unless for ergency cases, he generally doesn’t add to his consultations.
Thus, his consultation slots are booked in advance, sotis up to a half-month early. If it’s an urgent illness, paying extra for a house call is a different matter.
"Lin Miao ca, why didn’t you report imdiately?" Ye Shengyuan put down his chopsticks, expressing anger, he detests his subordinates making unauthorized decisions.
"You were diagnosing Mrs. He, not allowing anyone to disturb..." the steward answered cautiously.
He naturally had thought up a reason to answer well; there’s no way to let the Patriarch find fault, every ti Mrs. He cos, she looks for Ye Shengyuan, and during her diagnostics, no one is allowed to interrupt, this rule is unbreakable.
Ye Shengyuan’s face slightly eased: "After Mrs. He left, why didn’t you report?"
"Before Mrs. He departed, I happened to go to the restaurant to fetch your lunch, when I ca back, Mr. Lin was already gone!"
"Why didn’t you arrange to report imdiately after Mrs. He left?"
"It was my oversight, initially when I returned with lunch, it was around the ti you finished morning consultations, but today fetching lunch was delayed by a cup of tea’s ti, so I returned late..." the steward broke out in a cold sweat.
"Hmm, wasn’t it your inadequate arrangents?" Ye Shengyuan glared at the steward disgustedly, "In the future, if similar situations occur, report imdiately, if it’s inconvenient to enter the consultation room, can’t you at least notify from outside?"
"Yes, Patriarch, please calm down, I understand."
"Dismissed now, deduct this month’s bonus as punishnt!" Ye Shengyuan snapped.
"Understood." the steward expressed gratitude but within his eyes flashed a trace of resentnt, unclear whether it was directed at Ye Shengyuan, or Lin Miao who had left.
Actually, it wasn’t the delay in fetching the food, but he had secretly run back to report to Little Master Ye Xizhao.
...
After drinking and eating.
"Boss, are we still going to Shengyuan Hall?"
"Yes, if we can get this matter resolved, that’ll be the best." Lin Miao thought for a mont, wanting to apply for the ’Temporary Independent Consultation’ qualification, couldn’t avoid Ye Shengyuan, the Dongshan Prefecture dical Association president.
But what Lin Miao didn’t expect was that when he went again in the afternoon, he was blocked by Ye Xizhao on the way.
"Lin Miao, don’t waste your energy, my father won’t see you, go back where you ca from," Ye Xizhao said arrogantly, his lips and eyes showing clear signs of drug use again.
"Mr. Ye, seeing your father has nothing to do with you, right?"
"Mr. Ye said it, my father won’t see you, don’t you understand human language?" Ye Xizhao’s face was flushed, sowhat clawing and pawing, clearly indicating he would take action if words weren’t enough.
"Why? I’m also a mber of the dical Association, why won’t Mr. Ye see ?" Lin Miao’s face turned gloomy.
Why do these self-righteous second-generation dical heirs all act the sa way? The one from Qingyu Hall is purely uneducated and even dumber.
This one here, who has been under the halo of "dical prodigy" since childhood, though at the sa level as a dical practitioner, why are his emotional intelligence and intelligence at two extres?
Got it, still, excessive drug use!
This trembling hand, crooked mouth, and unconsciously drooling symptoms, isn’t it just the symptoms of eating "Xiaoyao Powder" too much and the aftereffects occurring?
"My father is very busy; he has gone out for consultation now. You won’t be able to see him even if you want to. Just leave quickly; don’t force to order to kick you out!" Ye Xizhao waved his hand and said.
A hint of fierceness flashed in Lin Miao’s eyes. The book says when the protagonist rises, there always need to be so suitable stepping stones. The Ye Family is insisting on competing to be that stepping stone.
Then let’s give you this opportunity.
A direct confrontation is obviously not feasible, he hasn’t got the thing he wants yet.
Lin Miao turned around and walked away; he originally wanted to co and try, but as a result, it was still like this, so don’t bla him.
"Mr. Lin, it’s not impossible to et our Patriarch, as long as you are willing to pay a little price?" The steward caught up and whispered.
"May the steward give so guidance?"
"Mr. Lin just needs to send your senior sister to Qingya Small Building, No. 8 Courtyard tonight, and your eting with the Patriarch will surely happen tomorrow." The steward said with a knowing smile.
"Thank you for your guidance, steward, Lin Miao will rember!" Unsurprised, Lin Miao cupped his hands heavily in thanks.
"Rember, Mr. Lin, the opportunity only cos once!" The steward chuckled, reminding Lin Miao’s departing figure.
...
"Mr. Xie, go and find out where this Qingya Small Building No. 8 is?"
"Boss, you’re not really planning to send your senior sister to Ye Xizhao, are you?" Mr. Xie asked in shock.
"Do you think I would?" Lin Miao retorted.
"I don’t think so, but why do you want to find out this Qingya Small Building No. 8, unless you’re thinking..." Mr. Xie was taken aback.
"Just what you think."
"You’re crazy, that’s Ye Shengyuan’s favorite son, the future heir of the Ye Family!" Mr. Xie was frightened by Lin Miao’s boldness.
"He’s challenged my bottom line again and again, why should I keep him around?" Lin Miao said. "Senior sister is the most important person to in this world, if he dares to set his sights on her, then he should be ready to go to the underworld."
"How do you plan to kill?"
"You’ll know tomorrow." Lin Miao said lightly, then closed his eyes and began to ditate.
...
"Here’s the address; you’re really going by yourself tonight, don’t need to help?"
"Do you want to be my accomplice?" Lin Miao took the paper from Mr. Xie’s hand, glanced at it, then lit it and burned it to ashes.
"Boss, if you get into trouble, then I’m free." Mr. Xie smiled awkwardly.
"Help keep an eye on the neighbors."
"You an the lady owner of Huaye Tower next door, she’s younger, wouldn’t she be interested in you, boss?" Mr. Xie asked gossipingly, "I heard from Miss Sun that she has co to the house several tis?"
"Stop spreading such rumors." Lin Miao glared at him, "If there’s nothing else, quickly get lost."
...
Early the next morning.
"Mr. Lin, Mrs. Lin..." Seeing the muscular Lin Miao practicing in the backyard, Xia Zhu hurriedly turned around, her cheeks flushed.
"Xia Zhu, you’re also a martial artist, from now on, in the morning before the hour of Chensi [7-9 AM], stay in the front yard to practice martial arts, no need to co to the backyard!" Lin Miao instructed, early morning, such a big light bulb.
"Yes, Mr. Lin." Xia Zhu quickly ran to the front yard, although the backyard is where the won stay, Lin Miao prefers to practice in the backyard.
The backyard provides better privacy.
Moreover, his intimate interactions with his senior sister are all in the backyard, he doesn’t want to be seen or disturbed and ruined.
Sun Youwei, draped in fox fur, holding a copper warr, just stood on the steps watching Lin Miao practice. Her body has just recovered and needs a day or two to return to previous activity.
However, as long as Lin Miao is practicing in the yard, she will definitely accompany him.
Today, the junior brother seems to be in a good mood, punching faster than usual.
...
"Master, what do you think of this kid’s martial arts?" On the attic, there were also two pairs of eyes watching Lin Miao practicing through the window.
"He is very skilled in the waist, shoulder, and elbow movents. At such a young age, he can practice such a delicate martial art to such a high degree of mastery; this young man is indeed extraordinary." Mrs. Long comnted quietly.
"Master, the Saint Heir has been missing for ten years. If he is really not found, what will happen?" Qin Yanran asked.
"The Saint Heir has a special bloodline, only he can reopen the Moon Pool and glorify our teaching." Mrs. Long said, "As long as the Saint Heir is not dead, he must be found."
"Master, is there any news about Situ Wan’Er?"
"Not yet, that little wench must be hiding. She went out this ti also to search for soone. Her senior sister eloped with an unknown young man back in the day, no one knows the identity of that young man. Her senior sister was captured back and has been locked in the Taoist prison of the Religious Sect. Her outing this ti is probably to search for that father and daughter..." Mrs. Long said.
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