Si Fuqing: Is the Ning Family Very Powerful?
It was not an alarmist remark.
Witch doctors weren't traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and they didn't have the kind heart of doctors.
As witch doctors, there were also some despicable methods that could not be seen used to achieve the objective.
If one offended the witch doctor, whether one's illness could be cured was secondary. The first consideration was that one might suffer an unknown death.
How could anyone not understand this logic?
The middle-aged man had a pitiful expression.
Si Fuqing turned her head, her fox-like eyes curved, and suddenly, she laughed. "Without the Ning family, it can't be treated? If the Ning Family was so powerful, then what do think about Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand and Miracle Doctor Alliance?"
The Miracle Doctor Alliance was an alliance that had gathered several Miracle Doctors to deal with diseases such as plagues.
The only leader was Emperor Yin.
"I didn't expect you, young lady, to know a lot about Great Xia, despite coming from a foreign country" The middle-aged man only felt that it was even more comical , and his tone was mixed even with more mockery. "However, your information is too outdated and false. First of all, the Miracle Doctor Alliance was a force during the Great Xia Dynasty."
"Secondly, it's still unknown whether the Miracle Doctor Alliance really exists. Don't take everything in the history books seriously."
Because there were no evidences to trace, many historians believed that the Miracle Doctor Alliance was just a fake thing that deified Emperor Yin. There was no such records in history.
There wasn't certainty on if the Miracle Doctor Alliance was real or fake, but he was 100% certain that there is no such an organization that exists now.
Even if it existed, only Emperor Yin could have the authority to order it.
However, Emperor Yin was the one who couldn't be any more dead, and he didn't leave behind any direct descendants. Who would the Miracle Doctor Alliance listen to?
As for Ghosthand?
Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand had appeared in the Great Xia Empire before, but the number of times he had appeared could be counted with one hand, and the number of people he had saved was even fewer.
If the Ning family couldn't find Ghosthand, how would a few foreigners have a higher chance?
Ridiculous.
"Miss Si, you should…" Feng San forgot to be angry, he whispered, "Don't read unofficial history. What's written on it isn't all true."
Yu Xiheng looked up and glanced at him when he heard this sentence.
Feng San, under the gaze, started to sweat.
"Brother Nine?" He was confused.
Did I say something wrong?
The middle-aged man did not want to waste his breath and was no longer polite. His tone was cold and mocking, "Mr. Scottish, as I said earlier, the deposit is not refundable."
"Ah, then I'll give it to you as the money to buy your coffin." Si Fuqing rolled her eyes. "It should be enough for a while, right?"
The middle-aged man's face instantly turned ashen.
Before he could say anything, Si Fuqing had already pushed Yu Xiheng away.
Feng San followed closely behind.
"Sir, they…" The butler frowned.
Wasn't it just waiting a little longer? Why was he throwing a tantrum? Did he think that he had a great identity?
"Put these people on the Ning family's blacklist." The middle-aged man's face was gloomy as he gritted his teeth. "Send the list to Sijiu too. I'll see who dares to treat them!"
"Yes, sir." The butler nodded.
It was just blacklisting an ordinary patient with some money. There was no need for the other members of the Ning family to worry about this.
The butler took the order and did not think about reporting to the higher-ups.
**
Outside.
"Brother Nine, are we really not going to treat your leg?" Feng San pursed his lips. "Then your leg…"
"Why should we respect someone who doesn't respect others?" Si Fuqing shrugged. "Besides, we spent money. If it were me, I wouldn't even wait ten minutes."
Yu Xiheng nodded and turned his head around slightly.
His voice was neither fast nor slow, but it was like a breeze blowing by the ears, pleasant and harmonious. "Didn't you say you wanted to treat me?"
Si Fuqing rubbed her chin, raised an eyebrow, and drawled, "Boss, do you really believe me?"
The field of medicine was different from other fields. It required more experience.
Generally speaking, older people were more convincing.
But he actually believed her.
"Mhmm." Yu Xiheng closed his eyes slightly and said plainly, "I have money."
What he meant was that she would not lie to him, since money was involved.
Si Fuqing was speechless.
Feng San almost lost his balance.
Ms. Si is messing around, and Brother Nine is also following her?
Si Fuqing raised her hand and swore, "Boss, believe me. I love you for as a person, and definitely not your money."
Yu Xiheng, with his arm folded, looked at her with an expression that said, I certainly believe you.
Si Fuqing instantly changed her words. "Alright, I do love money, but boss, my feelings for you are real."
"I think that in this world, only you can stand shoulder to shoulder with Emperor Yin, the dragon among men!"
Not only did she praise him, but she also praised his idol.
She felt that the entire sequence was impeccable.
Maybe she could get a raise.
Yu Xiheng's eyes opened.
Inside his light brown eyes, his pupils were dark and deep, as he stared at her quietly.
A few seconds later, he coughed, "Mhmm, it's time go back."
Si Fuqing looked at the man's handsome face that did not have any fluctuations. On the way, she began to seriously think about a hundred ways to make money.
The three of them returned to Lin.
After that, Feng San followed Yu Xiheng's instructions and sent Si Fuqing to her apartment.
Bundles of medicinal herbs were also moved there.
Si Fuqing wiped her hands and said casually, "San, since you helped me move my things, I'll give you a piece of information."
"What?" Feng San was confused.
"The reason why Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand is called Ghosthand is not because she can snatch people from the hands of ghost." Si Fuqing pressed her finger against her lips, and a ruthlessness that was never seen in her eyes appeared.
In that split second, Feng San suddenly felt a sense of tension and pressure that he only felt in front of Yu Xiheng.
He couldn't help but take a step back. "Ms..., Ms. Si?"
Si Fuqing smiled again. "It's because she's cold-blooded and heartless. She only saves people when she sees death."
Feng San was stunned.
"Don't remember wrong." Si Fuqing held the door frame with one hand and blinked. "Sansan, bye bye."
Feng San came back to his senses after leaving the apartment building.
What kind of nickname was Sansan?
**
On the other side, in the Zuo family.
Tomorrow was the day of Old Master Zuo's burial. Even though the Zuo family was more concerned about the inheritance, they still had to do these superficial things to put up a certain appearance.
"What right does she have to attend Grandpa's funeral?" When Zuo Qingya heard that Si Fuqing was coming, she was immediately unhappy. "Elder Brother is in the hospital because of her. Grandpa must have gotten a heart attack because of her. Why is an ingrate like her still here?!"
"Anyway, she won't come to the Zuo family again in the future." At this moment, Zuo Tianfeng was much more magnanimous. He waved his hand. "Zuo family can't be like her, which may potentially become something that people could attack us for."
With that, he went upstairs to arrange the work.
"Second sister, this is too infuriating." Zuo Qingya gritted her teeth. "Isn't the second episode of 'Youth With You' already released? Si Fuqing actually gained more fans!"
Zuo Xianyu's shook the tea in her hands, not seemingly caring about the situation, "So?"
"She's not worthy!" Zuo Qingya snorted coldly. "I quite like Mu Ye. What right does she have to make him enter Class F?"
At this point, she suddenly thought of something."Sis, do you know someone from the production team? Can you let me in? I'll think of a way to teach her a lesson."
Si Fuqing could only realize how well the Zuo family had treated her in the past when she start to encounter obstacles in the entertainment industry.