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The old man looked at Wen Xin with admiration. He felt that only that little girl from back then could use the old monster’s acupuncture technique.
The old monster’s acupuncture technique was unique. If it weren’t for her extraordinary talent in this area, the old monster would never have passed on the Ghost Acupuncture Technique to her. It seed that this little girl was quite skilled in dicine!
“Young lady, are you interested in joining our dical School? I can personally guide you!”
Listening to Elder Feng’s ramblings and his proactive offer to take Wen Xin as his apprentice, everyone looked at them with astonishnt, full of questions but not daring to interrupt Elder Feng.
“Thank you for your kindness, sir, but I’ve already chosen the Physics
Departnt at Beijing University. I have sothing to do, so I’ll leave now.”
Never did she expect to be recognized. Wen Xin just wanted to quickly escape from this place of gossip. She didn’t want to reveal her identity.
After saying that, Wen Xin had a word with Du Luqing and then quickly left with Mu Chengxi.
Watching Wen Xin hurriedly leave, Du Luqing was a little curious. The always calm and indifferent Wen Xin… why was she acting like this? It seed like she was trying to hide sothing.
“Elder Feng, do you know Wen Xin’s master? Her master is probably even more impressive than mine, right? My master shows great respect to her.”
Du Luqing thought of Zhuge Jingming’s attitude toward Wen Xin. His first reaction was to think that Wen Xin’s master must hold a very high position. 1–1e did not believe that soone could teach themselves without a teacher.
“Your master? Hehe, let tell you secretly…” Elder Feng looked at Du Luqing, who seed very curious. He leaned close to Du Luqing’s ear and kindly told him Wen Xin’s identity.
“Her master is your master’s Grand Master…”
Elder Feng’s voice was not loud, and the surrounding noise was a bit loud, but Du Luqing heard his words clearly.
This simple sentence was like a bomb exploding in Du Luqing’s mind. He couldn’t believe that the Grand Master he had always wanted to visit was actually Wen Xin.
This was completely different from the image of his ideal little master!
“Elder Feng, are you sure you haven’t mistaken the person?” Du Luqing couldn’t believe Elder Feng’s words. Wen Xin was only eighteen or nineteen years old. How could she be his master’s disciple?
“Well, you’d better ask your master about it. Judging by her age, it should be her!”
There was a hint of cunning calculation in Elder Feng’s eyes. He was thinking that with this little girl’s appearance, the dical skills in the capital would undergo a significant change.
Being pulled out of the dical School by Wen Xin, Mu Chengxi, with his eyes lowered, looked at Wen Xin and teasingly asked, “Does the little girl have a special identity in the dical field?”
Wen Xin heard Mu Chengxi’s teasing words. She slowed down her steps, turned her head to look at Mu Chengxi, and replied with a teasing smile, “Special identity? Which one are you talking about? The identity of the Young Martial Uncle of the Green Physician Sect?”
“Yeah, otherwise, who else could it be?”
Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin’s bright black eyes with his deep and dark eyes. He really wanted to see through Wen Xin’s eyes, but those beautiful eyes only made him sink deeper.
“What do you think?” Wen Xin looked at Mu Chengxi, smiling mischievously, her lips curved with charm. With so many identities, she didn’t know where to start.
Seeing that Wen Xin didn’t want to discuss this matter with him, Mu Chengxi didn’t force her. He just hugged Wen Xin and walked out. “What do you want to eat for lunch?”
“Let’s have hotpot. I want to eat the old Beijing hotpot…”
Before Wen Xin could finish her sentence, Mu Chengxi’s phone rang. Wen Xin stopped and waited for Mu Chengxi to answer the call.
While Mu Chengxi was on the phone, Sun Miao hurriedly walked over from the direction of the dical School.
“Wen Xin…”
Sun Miao’s voice was not loud, but Wen Xin heard it clearly. Wen Xin lazily raised her head and looked in Sun Miao’s direction.
“Doctor Sun, what’s the matter? Why didn’t you co out earlier at the dical School? Why do you have to find a secluded place?”
Wen Xin’s lips curved into a smile that was hard to read, making Sun Miao feel uneasy.
“Wen Xin, don’t go too far. Don’t think that just because the Mu family protects you, I won’t do anything to you. Even rabbits bite when they’re cornered!”
Sun Miao glanced at Mu Chengxi, who was standing nearby making a call, her teeth gritted with hatred. If it weren’t for Mu Chengxi’s warning her about Wen Xin, she wouldn’t let her off so easily.
“Go too far? What have I done to make you think I’ve gone too far? I just want to see what a rabbit bites when it’s anxious. I’ll wait for you, little white rabbit…”
Wen Xin didn’t want to look at Sun Miao’s despicable face anymore and turned to leave.
“Wen Xin, didn’t you promise to treat my arm yesterday? Aren’t you afraid I’ll sue you?”
“Sue ? Aren’t you afraid that the entire capital will know that your arm is broken? If Golden Right Hand’s right hand is crippled, then go!”
Wen Xin turned around and walked up to Sun Miao, looking into her eyes. “I’ll treat your arm when I’m in a good mood. I’m not in a good mood today, so don’t provoke !”
Sun Miao looked at Wen Xin’s arrogant manner and her face pale. Wen Xin was right. She really didn’t dare to ruin her future or let people know about her arm problem.
“Let’s go. Liang Luoyu and Mu Dong are back. I asked them to wait for us at the hotpot restaurant.”
Mu Chengxi hung up the phone, walked to Wen Xin’s side, held her hand, put it in his coat pocket, and led Wen Xin away.
Watching the two of them leave, Sun Miao turned pale with anger. She was angry that she couldn’t do anything even though she was clearly wronged. She must find a way to ruin Wen Xin’s reputation.
When Wen Xin ntioned hotpot, the first place Mu Chengxi thought of was the lamb hotpot that the young masters in Beijing often gathered to eat. Although the taste was a bit light, it should suit Wen Xin’s taste.
Mu Chengxi drove the car to the side of a quaint, old street and stopped. He got out of the car, opened the passenger side door for Wen Xin, and waited for her to get out.
Wen Xin, who was playing a ga, looked up from her phone when she saw Mu
Chengxi’s actions, feeling a bit puzzled. “Is this…”
“Let’s go have lamb hotpot.” Mu Chengxi looked at Wen Xin with indulgence, reaching out his hand to her.
Wen Xin paused the ga and put her phone back in her pocket. She picked up her backpack from the side and handed it to Mu Chengxi. After Mu Chengxi put the backpack on his shoulder, she held his hand and jumped out of the car.
Mu Chengxi brought her to a place that seed like a tourist attraction. Holding Wen Xin’s hand, they walked through the narrow alley.
The alley was bustling with tourists from all over, each with their own accent.
It was the first ti Wen Xin had been to such a place since she arrived in Beijing. She looked curiously at the shops along the road, selling porcelain, antiques, and so snack stalls, making it very lively.
An ice cream shop caught Wen Xin’s attention. She gently pinched Mu Chengxi’s fingers and stared in the direction of the ice cream shop..
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