anwhile, at Jishan Hall.
In the bottom-right corner of the Jishan Hall sign, a new, special symbol had been added—the emblem of the National dical Hall, a pattern of a hundred herbs.
This proved that Jishan Hall was now officially affiliated with the National dical Hall.
Because Divine Doctor Jiang's fa was spreading like wildfire, countless patients had co seeking treatnt today.
And Xue Zhong, the other great Saint Hand from the National dical Hall, was here maintaining order.
If any of his acquaintances saw this, their jaws would surely drop.
"Everyone, Divine Doctor Jiang only sees ten patients a day. If you didn't get a number, please co back tomorrow. My apologies, my apologies…"
Xue Zhong said this while maintaining order and operating the queuing machine to call out numbers and distribute tickets to those in line.
anwhile, Lin Qingyuan was behind the counter, in charge of preparing prescriptions.
After the disappointed crowd dispersed, Ma Long approached with a woman in a cheongsam.
"Master Xue, you've been working hard."
Ma Long and Xue Zhong were already well-acquainted. He grinned and said, "After coming back from Central State, your vital energy seems to have beco much more abundant, Master Xue. I'm impressed."
"Don't talk nonsense, you brat." Xue Zhong's old face flushed red.
Not long ago, he and Ma Long had accompanied Jiang Xinghai to Central State. After checking into the hotel that night, he hadn't expected soone to co warm his bed.
"And this is?" When he saw the woman in the cheongsam beside Ma Long, his old eyes instantly narrowed to slits.
"My cousin's piano teacher, who's both a ntor and a friend, Mi Hong."
Ma Long made the introduction, "Sister Hong, this is Master Xue Zhong, one of the Saint Hands of the National dical Hall."
"A pleasure to et you, Master Xue." Mi Hong greeted him politely.
"Little sister Hong, what seems to be the trouble? Let take a look for you." Xue Zhong began to reach out his hand.
Mi Hong instinctively dodged him. "Master Xue, I've co specifically to ask Divine Doctor Jiang to treat my young miss."
Seeing this, Ma Long pulled Xue Zhong aside and whispered, "Don't be a dirty old man. Be careful, or I'll spread your embarrassing secrets."
"This old man acts with a clear conscience! What embarrassing secrets could there be?" Xue Zhong shot back, glaring.
Ma Long retorted angrily, "You're eighty years old and still out there womanizing! If your children and grandchildren found out, wouldn't that be an embarrassing secret?"
He was, of course, referring to what happened at the hotel in Central State.
Xue Zhong was so angry his beard bristled and his eyes widened. "That was a kind gift from my Master! It doesn't count as a secret!"
"Right, right." Ma Long scratched his head and grinned.
「An hour later.」
The ten patients who had co for treatnt left, completely satisfied.
Jiang Xinghai stretched languidly, preparing to head to the Shen Group to finalize the transfer of the costics company as soon as possible. Then, he would quietly wait for tonight's battle.
"Brother Hai, let introduce you. This is my cousin's friend, Mi Hong." Ma Long hurriedly led Mi Hong inside.
"Hello, Divine Doctor Jiang."
Mi Hong stood quietly, her hands folded over her stomach. Her dark eyes were like pools of clear water, and when she glanced around, they seed to shimr like flowing stars.
She wore a sky-blue cheongsam that perfectly accentuated her exquisite curves, exuding mature confidence, full of charm and allure…
No wonder Xue Zhong, despite being over eighty, couldn't keep his eyes off her.
Even Jiang Xinghai's eyes lit up when he saw Mi Hong.
This was the third day he had gone without indulging his desires. To him, a mature, intelligent beauty like Mi Hong was utterly irresistible.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, I'd like to ask you to take a look at my young miss's fingers." Mi Hong noticed Jiang Xinghai's gaze fixed on her and deliberately turned to the side.
It would have been fine if she hadn't turned, but when she did, the slit of her cheongsam revealed her fair, jade-like legs completely.
Straight, slender, and perfectly rounded, they held an imnse attraction for any man.
If there weren't other people present, Jiang Xinghai would have really thought this woman was deliberately trying to seduce him.
"Brother Hai, her young miss is my cousin, Ye Zhiqiu. Why don't we make a trip?" Ma Long asked with a fawning smile.
"Divine Doctor Jiang, if my young miss's fingers can be healed, the Ye Family will do everything in our power to provide whatever compensation you ask," Mi Hong said, her gaze sincere.
Jiang Xinghai glanced at the ti. It was almost noon. "Since she's Ma Long's cousin, there's no need for compensation. Just treat to a al."
"Just one al?" Mi Hong was stunned.
"Of course, it could be two als," Jiang Xinghai said with a aningful smile.
"You're very humorous, Divine Doctor Jiang."
Mi Hong didn't dare et Jiang Xinghai's fervent gaze. Her cheeks instantly flushed crimson as she added, "Very well then. Please follow to my car, Divine Doctor Jiang."
"Master, I'll go with you," Xue Zhong said hurriedly.
He didn't want to miss a good opportunity to follow Jiang Xinghai and learn his dical skills.
"Brother Hai, I'll serve you hand and foot," Ma Long added, chasing after them.
"Old Xue, you stay here and discuss dicine with Elder Lin."
Jiang Xinghai waved his hand. "As for you, Ma, you should know what you need to do."
"Understood." Ma Long was taken aback, his expression turning serious.
His father had enlightened Wind Leopard last night, so he naturally understood what needed to be done tonight.
In the end, Jiang Xinghai left in Mi Hong's car.
But ten minutes later…
Mi Hong had driven the car to a spot under a willow tree by the moat. There was no one around, only the chirping of cicadas.
"Sister Hong, what's the aning of this?" Jiang Xinghai was completely stunned.
Mi Hong flattened her seat and looked back at Jiang Xinghai. "Isn't this what you ant, Divine Doctor Jiang? I understand."
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