Chapter 249: Chapter 248: dical Competition Challenge Chapter 249: Chapter 248: dical Competition Challenge Inside the pavilion, Ming Wan also saw Ming Yao.
“Sister!” Her voice was gentle as she called out to her.
The others inside the pavilion all looked over this way.
Fang Zhuoran’s face was dark with anger as he glared at Ming Yao, wishing he could chop her into a thousand pieces.
“Do you still have the face to be here at the Fang Family? If it weren’t for your sister’s sake, I would really want to drive you out right now!”
Ming Yao’s eyebrows furrowed, her confusion growing.
What was going on with Fang Zhuoran?
After all, she had saved his grandfather, didn’t she? Was there a need for him to act like this?
Shi Yuan gently pulled at the furious Fang Zhuoran, whispering, “Zhuoran, let it be. There’s no need to quarrel with her and upset Fourth Brother later.”
The ntion of Shi Yuan’s words reminded Fang Zhuoran of yesterday’s incident when Gu Siting brought the Dark Cabinet’s people to pressure him, which made him even angrier.
“Sister, you should quickly apologize to Young Master Fang!” Ming Wan approached Ming Yao, sweeping away the gloom and darkness she felt from being suppressed by Ming Yao before, and appeared full of life and triumph, “Also, if you really like dicine, you could, like , take Prof. Wei as a master.”
Just as Ming Wan finished speaking, a deep male voice rang out, “Ming Wan, I agreed to accept you as my disciple because Old Madam Gu pleaded for you, and you have so talent of your own. Those with corrupt intentions do not deserve to learn dicine from !”
Ming Yao was utterly confused.
Who was this Prof. Wei?
And why did Old Madam Gu plead for Ming Wan?
Seeing the puzzlent on Ming Yao’s face, Ming Wan took a step forward and whispered in a voice that only the two of them could hear, “Sister, you took the gratitude that Shi Yuan owed to Old Madam Gu as your own. I bet you didn’t guess that I was also there at the ti, did you?”
With Old Madam Gu’s support, Ming Wan felt that her fortunes had turned, everything was going her way.
Especially since she was about to beco Prof. Wei’s disciple!
That was a height Ming Yao could never reach even if she tried all her life!
Ming Yao looked at the group of people impatiently, “When did I ever say I wanted to be this gentleman’s disciple? And is he famous in the world of dicine?”
She had never heard of this person before.
Those with so skill and fa in the dical community had all joined the International dical Association.
There wasn’t a Wei among them, was there?
Ming Yao’s last remark caused Prof. Wei’s face to change on the spot.
Seeing Prof. Wei’s change in expression, Ming Wan quickly said to Ming Yao, “Sister, you should quickly apologize to Prof. Wei. If you offend him, you’ll never have the chance to learn dicine in the future!”
“Ming Wan, do you know what you look like right now?”
Ming Wan, “…”
“A clown jumping on a beam.”
Ming Wan was so angry that her face turned green, but in front of everyone, she still had to maintain a gentle and graceful smile.
This bumpkin Ming Yao, she really has no idea whom she has offended!
“Sister, do you know who Prof. Wei is?”
Ming Yao, ready to leave, lifted her eyebrows slightly at Ming Wan’s words, “Who is he?”
“The only closed-door disciple of ‘Holy Mother’ when she was alive!” Ming Wan said proudly, as if basking in reflected glory, “He has received ‘Holy Mother”s true teachings; his dical skills are exceptional, and he was the one who saved Grandfather Fang’s life!”
Hearing Ming Wan’s words, Ming Yao first looked shocked, then a strange expression appeared on her face.
This expression, when seen by Ming Wan and others, looked like fear and guilt.
“Sister, I previously told you to apologize to Prof. Wei, but you didn’t listen. Now that you’ve completely annoyed him, there’s nothing I can do to help you.”
Ming Yao stuffed her hands into her short down jacket pockets and lazily strolled into the pavilion.
“Ming Yao, get out of here, you’re not welco. You venomous woman!” Fang Zhuoran bellowed rcilessly.
As if she hadn’t heard Fang Zhuoran, Ming Yao glanced at the several dozen kinds of dicinal herbs laid out on the stone table.
“Miss Ming, these dicinal herbs were brought by Prof. Wei to test Ming Wan, and surprisingly, she has quite a talent. In just half an hour, she was able to morize various herbs and their effects.”
Ming Yao scoffed lightly.
They were just so simple Chinese dicinal herbs.
Ephedra, Angelica, Asarum, Cimicifuga, Grass Stone Silkworm, and so on—
Ming Yao seated herself on the stone bench, her long legs in jeans elegantly crossed. She lifted her eyelids to look at Prof. Wei, “Are you the closed-door disciple of Fox?”
Prof. Wei said with pride, “Of course.”
“So, is Fox male or female?”
Prof. Wei was taken aback, then said, “Why should I tell you the gender of my master?”
Ming Yao’s slender fingers tapped on the stone table, “Did you really save Old Master Fang?”
“It was ! You just temporarily preserved the old master’s heart pulse, but he wouldn’t have survived forty-eight hours without ; he would have died miserably!”
Ming Yao hadn’t expected there to be such despicably shaless people in this world.
She was never the type to turn the other cheek; why should soone else take the credit for the hard work she had done to save Grandfather Fang, and even have a hat claiming she nearly killed him placed on her head?
She was no Holy Mother.
But arguing here and now, they wouldn’t believe her words anyway.
So then—
Ming Yao’s lips curved slightly, “The day after tomorrow, there is a major dical competition in the capital, aid at treating patients with intractable diseases. Prof. Wei, do you dare compete with ?”
Ming Yao rose from the stone bench. Her appearance was dazzling, her gaze determined, and the confidence radiating from her almost made it impossible to look away.
Prof. Wei was nearly intimidated by Ming Yao’s presence.
But he thought again, what could a young girl understand?
Unless she was the real Fox, he had nothing to fear!
Ming Wan reacted, exclaiming, “Sister, have you lost your mind? You co from the countryside and have never been exposed to systematic dical practice. Even if you know about fashion design, that doesn’t an you truly excel at dical science!”
“You almost killed Grandfather Fang with your treatnt; haven’t you learned your lesson?”
Fang Zhuoran never expected Ming Yao to be so arrogantly conceited. This woman was just unbearable!
With her diocre dical knowledge, not only did she lack humility, but she also dared to challenge Prof. Wei to a dical competition?
Shi Yuan was inwardly in a panic.
She signaled to Prof. Wei with her eyes, urging him to find an excuse not to accept Ming Yao’s challenge.
However, Ming Yao’s next sentence completely ignited Prof. Wei’s fighting spirit.
“What, afraid to accept my challenge?”
Prof. Wei scoffed coldly, “Why should I be?”
“Good, see you the day after tomorrow.”
…
When Gu Siting learned that the Fang family believed Old Master Fang was saved by Prof. Wei, he flew into a rage.
Old Madam Gu summoned him to her room.
“Ah Ting, it’s not that we are confused; it’s you who have been bewitched by Ming Yao. I’ve asked her sister and father, and Ming Yao is just a simpleton from the countryside. She knows nothing about dicine!”
“She was only able to temporarily save your Uncle Grandfather’s life. If it wasn’t for Prof. Wei, your Uncle Grandfather would have died horribly!”
Gu Siting’s features tightened, his body radiating a chilling and somber aura.
What he hadn’t expected was that his wife, after working hard to save soone for nearly ten hours, ended up with the credit going to soone else!
“Old Madam, I think it’s you who have beco muddle-headed!”
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