The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot novel Chapter 265

Chapter 265: 255 Madam Mu was shocked, surname Ying [2 more]

Madam Mu’s face still bore a cold smile, but the mocking words she was about to deliver got stuck in her throat.

She suddenly looked up, her expression changing.

The girl was dressed in a uniform surgical outfit provided by the hospital, fully suited up, and only her phoenix eyes were visible.

Her pupils were like snow, amidst the misty haze.

Madam Mu naturally couldn’t recognize her, but she could tell that the girl was very young, only about two or three years older than Mu Yuxi.

Her grip on her bag tightened as she scoffed, “You’re going to save him? Do you think your last name is Meng?”

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Apart from the Meng Family, which other family or power could cultivate such young and highly skilled doctors?

Madam Mu turned again, addressing Mu Yuxi, “Just watch. These doctors aren’t skilled enough to cure your brother. I will wait for you for one more day at most.”

She lifted her foot, not even sparing Ying Zijin a glance as she headed downstairs.

Before reaching the staircase, she bumped into a middle-aged man in a white lab coat who was in a rush.

The middle-aged man didn’t even pay attention to Madam Mu, and with respectful haste, he approached the girl, “Divine Doctor Ying.”

Madam Mu’s footsteps came to an abrupt halt, and she turned back in astonishment.

The pronunciation of “Ying,” she heard it clearly, was with the second intonation.

In Imperial Capital, there was no well-known doctor with that surname, let alone someone addressed with the title “Divine Doctor.”

This surname was very rare, and Madam Mu could only think of one.

She looked at the girl’s figure more closely, as if thinking of something, a sense of disbelief creeping in.

Madam Mu muttered to herself, “Impossible… ”

She looked at the middle-aged man, who was showing the utmost respect to the girl, and suddenly it clicked.

That was the deputy director of Imperial Capital Hospital!

The director and deputy director of Imperial Capital Hospital were rarely seen by others.

The people who could get them to come out and greet someone were at least at the level of Mu Heqing and Old Master Nie.

Madam Mu’s mind buzzed.

“I’ve long heard of your supreme medical skills, and today I finally get to witness them,” the deputy director said. “I didn’t expect you to be so young. With Shao Ren Hospital vouching for you, we believe in your abilities.”

“I will assist you with the surgery.”

“There’s no need,” Ying Zijin pushed open the door of the operating room, “It’s a small operation. Bring the patient in.”

“Right away.” The deputy director didn’t even wait for the attending physician to act, but went to Mu Weifeng’s ward himself.

The rest of the doctors and nurses also returned to the operating room.

They had been following Mu Weifeng’s condition for a long time, but indeed, they had no way to completely cure him.

His illness came from the womb, and when it manifested at twelve years old, it was too late to trace the origin of the illness.

Madam Mu’s hand trembled, and she quickly stepped forward, suddenly seizing a nurse’s sleeve, devoid of her previous elegance and grace, “What’s her name? Tell me, what’s her name!”

“Madam, this is a hospital, please do not cause a disturbance,” the nurse said, disgusted by the conversation between Madam Mu and Mu Yuxi, and pulled her hand away, “Security, if she doesn’t leave in a bit, kick her out.”

Madam Mu watched helplessly as Mu Weifeng was pushed into the operating room once again, her heart beginning to panic.

If the deputy director was willing to assist willingly, perhaps this time Mu Weifeng could truly be cured.

Wouldn’t that render her plans useless?

Moreover, Madam Mu truly did not want to believe her own speculation.

But in the end, she still made a phone call.

The call was quickly answered.

“Hello,” Madam Mu’s voice was faint, “Manhua, that foster daughter who has left your house, does she have any special talents?”

Zhong Manhua had already gone to bed, but she was suddenly asked until she was fully awake.

Madam Mu rarely called her, and if she did, she would not inquire about her family matters.

Zhong Manhua pursed her lips, “She can paint, she can write, and she can also play the piano. She plays the piano really well.”

If Ying Zijin could have just obediently stayed at the Ying Family, she would have been more prestigious.

One daughter in research, another in the arts— who wouldn’t envy her?

Madam Mu frowned, but also heaved a sigh of relief, “Is that all?”

“That’s all.” Zhong Manhua had a bad premonition and grew anxious, “She didn’t do something again, did she?”

Madam Mu didn’t respond further, and the call ended.

In bed, Zhong Manhua was still somewhat stunned.

She pressed at her temple, and for the moment, she lost the desire to sleep, heading downstairs to get some hot water.

In the kitchen, Ying Yuexuan was also holding a cup of hot milk, ready to return to her bedroom.