Huo Juanyan shook his head gently, "I’m not hungry."
Nan Yu squinted her eyes, recalling what Nanny Wang had ntioned before.
A thought crossed her mind, and she scooped up a spoonful of soup, bringing it to Huo Juanyan’s lips.
"Have a sip."
Seeing her gesture, Huo Juanyan tasted the spoonful of soup from her hand.
"Mm, it tastes really good."
Nan Yu also picked up a piece of pork rib for him, "These ribs are also delicious."
Looking at the rib she had added to his bowl, the appetite he had lacked suddenly erged.
He picked up his chopsticks and took a bite.
What once tasted bland and unappealing now seed flavorful, much better than before.
Nan Yu continued adding various dishes to his bowl, introducing them one by one.
Standing at the kitchen door, Nanny Wang and Qi Ming witnessed the scene, their eyes filled with unmistakable amusent.
Nanny Wang whispered to Qi Ming, "See, I told you before, the young master is fond of the young madam—they’re made for each other."
Though there had been so misunderstandings, the truth proves that whenever the young master sees the young madam, he will inevitably fall for her.
Qi Ming discreetly snapped a photo of the two at the dining table, laughing as he said, "Nanny Wang, you truly have an eye for gold."
Looking at the photo, Nanny Wang smiled—it captured a beautiful mont between the couple.
"Housekeeper Qi, could you send a copy of these photos later?"
Qi Ming nodded, "Sure, I’ll sort them out tonight and send you a copy."
"For now, I’ll send this set to the old madam."
While the Huo Family basked in joy, the Nan Family Ancestral Mansion was filled with sighs.
Nan Zhou looked at the text from Nan Yu on his phone with a troubled expression. Turning to Nan Bofu, he said, "Dad, Xiao Yu sent a ssage saying she doesn’t plan to divorce; she wants to remain with Huo Juanyan."
Sitting in the grand hall, Nan Bofu’s face darkened instantly.
"Why is she so stubborn? That Huo Juanyan is no good; staying with him leads nowhere."
Nan Zhuoyuan remained composed, looking calmly at Nan Zhou as he asked, "What else did Xiao Yu say?"
Nan Zhou turned to Nan Zhuoyuan, "Big Brother, Xiao Yu also said there’s no need for us to worry about her; she has her own considerations."
Nan Zhuoyuan nodded slightly as he heard this, "Then let’s respect Xiao Yu’s decision. If she says she doesn’t want to leave, we shouldn’t interfere further."
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"Xiao Yu, I wasn’t sure how to write your na exactly, so I wrote it like this. I hope you don’t mind."
"Uncle Li, I’m here to treat a patient, there’s no need for such fanfare."
Nan Yu spoke softly to Li Chongbai.
Li Chongbai imdiately understood and gestured to the staff, "Take them upstairs first; I’ll join you in a mont."
Nan Yu placed the flowers into the car, then took out a hat and put it on to conceal her face.
"Grandma, Uncle Li, let’s head up."
Seeing Nan Yu’s understated deanor, Li Chongbai grew even more appreciative of her.
"The acupuncture room is on the third floor, at the far end. The Silver Needle and dicine are all prepared. When the ti cos, you guide , and I’ll follow your instructions step by step."
Nan Yu held Chi Ying’s hand with her right hand and said to Li Chongbai, "Uncle Li, I may need to trouble you to perform acupuncture for Grandma first, as my hand isn’t very convenient at the mont."
Li Chongbai nodded, "No problem. Coincidentally, I also wanted to ask you about how you treated the old madam’s headache."
At that mont, the third floor was bustling with patients. Following Li Chongbai, Nan Yu and Chi Ying entered the designated acupuncture room.
Shortly after, the four renowned specialist doctors also entered and closed the door tightly behind them.
Other patients outside curiously watched the scene unfold.
"Who was that patient that just went in? Why does Dean Li and four top doctors have to join forces to treat them?"
"The condition doesn’t seem serious. Isn’t this a waste of dical resources?"
"Look at that old lady, elegant and draped in gold and jewels. She’s clearly soone wealthy or influential. She’s essentially throwing her money around!"
"I always thought Dean Li was fair and upright, never bowing to the rich and powerful. Turns out, he’s just like the others."
In less than half an hour, rumors were spreading like wildfire.
anwhile, ng Yi, stationed outside the intensive care unit, heard whispers of the rumors.
She rose abruptly and hurried to the third-floor acupuncture room.
Reaching the door, she took a deep breath before shouting towards the tightly closed door.
"Dean Li, I beg you to save my boyfriend! If he doesn’t get treatnt soon, he’ll be paralyzed for life!"
The next mont, the door opened.
Li Chongbai stepped out and, with the compassion of a healer, said, "Young lady, who is your boyfriend?"
ng Yi saw Li Chongbai, and her face lit up. She quickly replied, "My boyfriend is Luo Ji, staying in the intensive care unit on the fifth floor. Dean Li, I’m willing to pay whatever it takes for you to cure him!"
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