151 Medicine Boy

The first thing Third Master Mu did upon regaining consciousness—after being given a chop to the neck and knocked out cold—was stare up at the ceiling adorned with brightly colored abstract lines and let out a furious curse.

"Si Qingchen, you bastard—!"

With that, he sprang straight up in one go.

At the exact same time, the door to the room was pushed open from the outside.

Mu Qing walked in with a calm expression, leaning leisurely against the doorframe as he said in a languid tone,

"Just got word that Qingcheng was taken home by Grandfather. I'm heading over now, you coming?"

"Home? Why didn't you say so earlier!"

Mu Jingchi immediately rolled out of bed. Without even taking the time to change his clothes, he bolted straight out the door.

......

Meanwhile, over at the Si residence.

After watching the Mu family’s motorcade disappear into the compound, Si Qingchen instantly withdrew the last trace of warmth from his face.

He turned and strode back into the house, asking as he walked,

"Has he arrived?"

"Yes, he's at the base."

"Good. We're heading over now."

......

About an hour later.

Through the massive one-way glass, Si Qingchen watched the man sitting in the center of the otherwise empty room, furnished with only a single chair, shivering like a leaf in the wind.

From any angle, this did not look like someone capable of shouldering heavy responsibilities.

"Did he say anything?"

"Not a word. A total piece of trash. No matter what we ask, he just says he doesn't know anything and it has nothing to do with him."

The subordinate in charge of interrogating Xu Maoyan stood behind Si Qingchen, reporting truthfully.

His words betrayed undisguised contempt, and his tone was thoroughly disdainful.

"Hmm, understood. I'll go see for myself."

Si Qingchen was not surprised by this outcome.

In fact, the day he overheard the conversation between Xu Maoyan and Qingcheng at the Mu residence, he already knew that this fellow was entirely worthless.

Si Qingchen had once investigated in secret and discovered that the reason Xu Maoyan could sit so comfortably in the position of hospital director was largely thanks to the Mu family.

It was said that years ago, the Xu family had saved the life of the older patriarch of the Mu family.

However, the person who saved him had mysteriously vanished afterward, prompting the old patriarch to shift his gratitude onto Xu Maoyan.

Moreover, Xu Maoyan seemed to "live up to expectations" by repeatedly conquering difficult and complicated medical cases, thus skyrocketing to fame.

Coupled with the invisible backing of the Mu family, the Xu family's hospital quickly rose in prominence along with him.

Yet looking at it now, the one truly responsible for those miraculous feats must have been someone else entirely.

Presently.

Si Qingchen, who had already changed into tactical gear, pushed open the door and entered the room.

The man's already imposing stature, set off by the combat uniform that had seen real bullets and gunfire, exuded an even more terrifying aura.

With most of his face concealed, only his sharp and taut jawline was exposed.

Hearing the noise, Xu Maoyan looked up. In the dimly lit room, even catching a glimpse of a vague silhouette was enough to make his whole body violently shudder.

"Are you Xu Maoyan?"

Modified by a voice modulator, his tone sounded even lower and more hoarse.

Xu Maoyan nodded nervously, his mind and eyes filled with undisguised terror.

The very next second, the man standing before him spoke again, bluntly asking a question Xu Maoyan would never have anticipated in a million years,

"Where is your Xu family's medicine boy... right now?"

****

Meanwhile, back at the Mu residence.

Mu Qingcheng had been brought home.

By this time, several general practitioners who had been waiting for a long time were already standing in the Mu family living room.

Along with the eldest brother, Mu Zongxing, who had rushed back in such a hurry he hadn't even had time to change his clothes.

Just as Elder Mu’s car arrived at the entrance of the main building, another vehicle closely followed behind, coming to a steady halt right beside it.

Mu Jingchi stepped out of Mu Qing's car looking somewhat flustered, strode over in a few steps, and pulled open the car door on Mu Qingcheng's side.

The girl pushed the black-rimmed glasses perched on the bridge of her nose, then reached out and grabbed Mu Jingchi's outstretched wrist.

"Third Brother, I'm fine."

"Qingcheng, let big brother carry you upstairs."

Mu Jingchi made a move to bend down, while Mu Qingcheng slightly pressed her lips together.

At that exact moment, a figure descended the steps and walked steadily to their side.

Mu Zongxing patted Mu Jingchi on the shoulder and said gently,

"Jingchi, let big brother do it."

Before Mu Jingchi could refuse, he heard the girl's somewhat weary voice float softly from inside the car, responding quietly,

"Alright, then I'll have to trouble Big Brother."

Mu Jingchi: "......"