"Hmph! Assistant An, are you satisfied with this result?" Old Wu looked at Assistant An haughtily.
Assistant An: "..." What should I do now?
He glanced at Old Wu, feeling that the old man was up to no good!
"Is he not moving at all? Could he be dead?"
"I think he's most likely dead. He had a breath just now, but now there's no last breath left."
"This young girl, at such a tender age, to be caught up in such a situation, how will her life turn out?"
The onlookers were all worried about Jiang Nuan's recklessness.
However, Jiang Nuan continued to save the person with a calm expression.
Old Wu glanced down at her, feigning concern.
"Assistant An, I think you should call the police quickly." Old Wu reminded Assistant An.
Assistant An looked deeply at the composed Jiang Nuan. The girl was very beautiful, with long, curled eyelashes and delicate features, a beauty rarely seen in the world.
Seeing her bright eyes and focused expression, it seemed as if she had shut out everything external, creating a world of her own.
Witnessing this scene, Assistant An's tense heart instantly calmed down. Some people possessed a natural magic, capable of making others unconditionally believe them with just a glance or a gesture.
"Assistant An, what are you standing there for? Are you waiting for the person to escape before calling the police? Let me tell you, Assistant An, she's a murderer. She killed the chairman. Everyone can bear witness," Old Wu's disciple sneered at Assistant An, implying that Assistant An would not escape either.
Since the chairman was bound to die today, someone would take the blame, and they would be credited with a merit.
Assistant An glanced at the master and disciple, saying nothing. He continued to watch Jiang Nuan. She had already withdrawn her silver needles and helped the chairman sit up, patting his back forcefully.
Everyone: "..."
Assistant An's heart was in his throat.
"Cough cough..." The chairman coughed a few times and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was an incredibly beautiful woman. Although her clothes were very ordinary, they couldn't conceal her exquisite beauty.
"Ah... look quickly, he's awake."
"It's truly miraculous. He looked dead just a moment ago."
"Wow! This young girl is amazing!"
Assistant An was so excited that tears welled up.
Old Wu and his disciple watched in shock as the chairman woke up.
"You little brat, what did you give the chairman? This is just a deathbed remission." Old Wu didn't want his reputation ruined by a young girl.
Only then did Jiang Nuan slowly raise her eyes to look at Old Wu.
"A medical practitioner should devote their heart to saving lives. A medical practitioner should first heal their own heart before healing others. This gentleman is fine now. If he pays attention to his diet, he can live a long life."
After speaking, Jiang Nuan packed her medical kit and turned to leave.
Old Wu stood frozen, watching Jiang Nuan's determined back.
The middle-aged man, however, watched Jiang Nuan's departing figure thoughtfully.
"Chairman, how are you feeling?" Assistant An wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
Nanyang shook his head slightly, "I'm fine."
Assistant An helped him up. He cast a cold glance at Old Wu. He had fainted earlier and, although he had lost consciousness, he could somehow hear the voices outside later.
He had also heard what Old Wu and his disciple had said.
He asked coldly, "Why is Old Wu here?"
Old Wu was quite renowned in the medical field. It was difficult to invite him for ordinary people.
Even he had to personally extend an invitation for Old Wu to give him some face and treat him.
Yet now he was here to save him, which made him suspect Old Wu's motives.
Old Wu put aside all his arrogance, his smile becoming more pronounced, his forehead wrinkled appearing deeper. "Chairman, it's a coincidence. My car was right behind yours, and I happened to witness your accident, so I helped you. If it weren't for my initial treatment, how could that young girl have gotten away with such an easy benefit?"
The chairman glanced in the direction Jiang Nuan had left. Although there was a bloody taste in his mouth, a faint medicinal fragrance lingered.
He recalled the righteous aura with which the young girl had spoken to Old Wu, her star-like eyes, though beautiful and captivating, exuding an unintentional hint of pride.
"Assistant An, let's leave here first. Don't take up everyone's time." Nanyang said, then got into his car.
Old Wu frowned slightly and gestured for his disciple to get into the car.
A few minutes later, traffic resumed, and Jiang Nuan arrived at the wellness center half an hour late.
Upon arriving at the wellness center, she tied on her apron and began preparing the soup and pastries.
The wellness center's business was excellent. All one hundred portions of wellness soup were pre-ordered daily, along with sixty portions of pastries, and wellness tea was always available. This was simple for her, but she had no rest time all day.
And that night, someone stayed up all night, and that person was Mu Jiu Chen.
Waking up in the morning, he was very restless. He had messaged the three children, but his messages were all lost.
This was the reason he had tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
He wondered if Jiang Nuan knew about the children's situation?
In any case, Ninth Master was very annoyed. He hadn't slept all night, which caused his eyes to feel sore and uncomfortable, and his head to feel heavy and groggy. After breakfast, he returned to his room to rest. After a few hours of sleep, he felt a bit more energetic, and then had to deal with several hours of meetings, making his temper extremely irritable.
The bigger Mu Jiu Chen's business was, the busier he was.
Although his four assistants were busy in various countries, he remained extremely busy.
...
North Chen West District was vast, but with Meng Yuan holding the specific address, the two didn't take long to find Tan Wenbin's residence.
This was a village within the city. As Jin City was developing westward, this area had not yet been demolished.
Some houses were standalone courtyards.
The two arrived at a red-painted gate, with a house number plate hanging on it: West Pond Lane, No. 116.
"Brother Jiang, this is it."
Jiang Xingyu looked at the gate before him, his heart filled with hope.
Jiang Shuo had not appeared in Modu. Could he have bought a ticket to Modu, left a trace for the police, and then returned to Jin City midway?
Jiang Shuo was cunning, extremely cunning.
"Yuan Yuan, let's hide in the shadows and observe." Jiang Xingyu found a secluded spot to sit and rest, from where he could see the entrance.
Meng Yuan sat beside him, opened her laptop, and observed the surrounding surveillance. Whether the person was here or not could be known quickly. Waiting for someone, however, was difficult to predict; one might not get to wait, or if they did, the result might not be what they desired.
She observed for a while. Diagonally opposite No. 116, there was a surveillance camera.
She took two minutes to access the surveillance area and carefully observed the people coming and going.
Suddenly, a familiar figure entered her sight.
The man was wearing black clothes, a black baseball cap, and a mask. However, from his build, he looked very much like Jiang Shuo.
"Brother Jiang, look, does this man resemble Jiang Shuo?"
Jiang Xingyu was quite familiar with Jiang Shuo. He could tell it was Jiang Shuo from his back.
"It's him. No wonder the police couldn't find him in Modu." Jiang Xingyu narrowed his eyes. He had actually hidden himself here.
Just then, the red-painted gate opened from the inside, and two unexpected people walked out.