Mrs. Chen still doesn’t believe it, snorting, "It’s definitely exaggerated, just a publicity stunt. If it were truly this remarkable, why would the Su Family send the old man to the hospital? They would just have Si Mingjing co over to treat him, clearly selling a persona!"
Si Mingjing focused intently on giving acupuncture to Mrs. Liang, completely ignoring the outside world.
Twenty minutes later, she withdrew the needles.
Seeing Su Cheng still chatting endlessly with the Song Family, she frowned and said, "You’re so long-winded. You left Grandpa alone in the ward, who’s looking after him?"
"My second brother ca, he’s inside with him. Are you done, Si Mingjing? If you are, co with ."
Si Mingjing put the silver needle package into her pocket, leisurely stood up, and asked, "Where to?"
"Just follow ."
Su Cheng grabbed her wrist and briskly pulled her out of the ward. The second son of the Song Family wanted to continue thanking Si Mingjing, but before he could speak, she had already been taken away by Su Cheng, leaving the gratitude unspoken.
"Mom, how do you feel?" the second son of the Song Family asked Mrs. Liang.
Mrs. Liang, lying on the hospital bed, nodded, "After Miss Si gave acupuncture, I feel very comfortable all over."
The second son of the Song Family was delighted, "That must an it’s working."
Song Nannan happily wiped away her drying tears, saying, "Second Uncle, I’ll go brew the dicine for Grandma."
"Go ahead, you’re a good child, bringing a great benefactor to Grandma." The second son of the Song Family praised his niece.
Song Nannan broke into a tear-stained smile.
She bought a special ceramic pot for brewing dicine, electrically heated, very useful, and the young girl diligently set out to brew dicine.
Su Cheng brought Si Mingjing back to the VIP ward in the Stroke Center Building, where a crowd of journalists awaited her. Si Mingjing, her face darkened with lines, glared at Su Cheng angrily, "Did you call over just for dia interviews?"
"Such a great opportunity to make a na for yourself, you don’t want it?"
Su Cheng had invited heavyweight dia, aiming to shine her brand brightly once more.
Si Mingjing turned to leave, scoffing coldly, "Not interested!"
"Sis, all this is to make you more famous! Now that you’re married to Mo Yinhe, and the stepmother of nine kids, you need more reputation and prestige to live confidently among the in-laws. Let tell you, marrying well is just one aspect; the more important thing is your own reputation. The bigger your fa, the less your in-laws dare to belittle you, otherwise people will say you’re climbing up to Mo Yinhe."
The people on land think Si Mingjing is just the first daughter of the Si Family; her father cheated and caused the death of her mother and grandfather. People say that with such a background, being chosen by Mo Yinhe is truly lucky.
Su Cheng often sees online comnts such as "sour grapes" on Weibo, feeling quite annoyed. Since today’s hot search is focusing on whether his grandpa can stand up, Su Cheng naturally wants to use this opportunity to make Si Mingjing go viral again.
Even the old man from the Su Family agreed to invite the dia over, and yet Si Mingjing doesn’t appreciate it. Truly ungrateful!
Su Cheng caught up, pulling Si Mingjing back, "Listen to , just do a three-minute interview, or even two minutes!"
"My fa has already reached its peak. I really don’t need dia hype anymore, stop making crazy suggestions." Si Mingjing’s arrogant tone was boundless: "Also, no one believes I climbed up to Mo Yinhe, on the contrary, most think Mo Yinhe climbed up to , got it?"
The entire Undersea World’s populace knows she’s the most distinguished Queen on Mu Continent, and Mo Yinhe is the Crown Prince of Atlantis. Whether in national strength or status, it’s obvious she is superior, right?!
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