829 Brat, How Good Would It Be If You Were Single?
Only then did the guard react and hurriedly replied, âNo⦠Itâs fine, she⦠She walked out aliveâ¦â
Zhuang Xiaojiao glared at him. âDo you know how to speak? Can you still walk out after you die?â
She snatched his phone away. âHello, Grandpa, itâs Xiaojiao. Donât worry, Iâm fine.â
The other party paused for a few seconds before asking in an incredulous tone, âXiaojiao? Is it really you? Are you really alright? You almost scared Grandpa to death.â
Zhuang Xiaojiao knew that Old Master Zhuang had been shocked this time and quickly comforted him. âDonât worry, Grandpa. Iâm fine now. I feel much better than before.â
Old Master Zhuang sounded a little excited. âGrandpa can hear that you are speaking with much more energy now. You are indeed much more substantial than before. Are Ye Fengâs medical skills really that amazing?â
Zhuang Xiaojiao was not surprised that her grandfather had investigated Ye Feng. âOf course, his medical skills are very good. He only used a few silver needles and my illness was cured. He is much better than the doctors we found in the past.â
âIs he really that powerful?â Old Master Zhuang asked in disbelief. âThen let Xiao Ye answer the phone. Grandpa wants to thank him personally.â
Zhuang Xiaojiao felt a little down. âHe fainted from exhaustion while trying to save me. Weâre going to send him to the hospital now, so we wonât talk about it for now. Goodbye, Grandpa.â
After saying that, she quickly hung up the phone and turned around to give the driver an order. âHurry up and drive to the hospital.â
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Yanjing.
Although the call had been hung up for a long time, Old Master Zhuang was still holding his phone and did not put it down for a long time.
Old Master Zhuangâs name was Zhuang Jingyuan. Although he had retired, his authority in Yanjing was not to be underestimated.
He had crawled out of the gates of hell countless times in his life, but he had never been afraid.
However, when he heard his granddaughterâs âbad newsâ today, he really felt afraid.
He was afraid that she would die, afraid that his most beloved granddaughter would walk in front of him.
Fortunately, it was a false alarm in the end, which actually made him feel a sense of relief after surviving a disaster.
Zhuang Jiqing looked at his father nervously. âFather, Xiaojiao⦠Is she alright?â
Zhuang Jingyuan snapped back to his senses. âXiaojiao is fine now. That kid saved her life.â
Zhuang Jiqing heaved a sigh of relief. âThatâs good, thatâs good. I didnât expect this kidâs medical skills to be so amazing.â
Zhuang Jingyuanâs eyes widened when he heard that. âWhat do you mean by âthis kidâ? He is your daughterâs savior. Is it polite for you to call him that?â
Zhuang Jiqing felt wronged. He wanted to say, âDidnât you call him that too? Why canât I?â
However, he had always been very afraid of his father, so he could only nod and agree. âThis Mr. Ye is really extraordinary. Weâve found so many doctors before, but none of them are better than him.â
Zhuang Jingyuanâs face finally lit up. âThatâs true. Itâs a stroke of luck for Xiaojiao to meet him. If he can completely cure Xiaojiaoâs illness, Iâll even kowtow to him.â
Zhuang Jiqingâs mood also relaxed. âEven if you want to kowtow, I should be the one kowtowing. Who are you? How can you give it to that little⦠A junior like him?â
Zhuang Jingyuan waved his hand. âYou canât say that. Heâs our familyâs savior. We should treat him like a benefactor. We canât belittle him just because heâs young.â
Zhuang Jiqing nodded repeatedly, but he didnât think much of it.
Zhuang Jingyuan rubbed his hands together excitedly, then turned around and walked back to his desk. He raised his brush and wrote the words âMiracle Hands Loyal Heart.â
Then, he signed up and instructed his son, âGet someone to frame it and send it to that kid. Take it as a thank-you gift for saving Xiaojiao.â
Zhuang Jiqing was a little surprised. âFather, are you really going to give him the calligraphy? I heard that this kid is quite good at causing trouble. What ifâ¦â
After all, he was born into such a family and was very sensitive to such things.
With the Old Masterâs status, if he gave someone a calligraphy piece, then both parties would form a subtle connection.
If Ye Feng used the Zhuang familyâs name to do whatever he wanted in the future, it would definitely affect the Zhuang familyâs reputation.
Zhuang Jingyuan knew what he was worried about. He could not help but smile. âIâve lived for so long and have nothing to worry about anymore. To me, reputation is nothing. As long as he can save my granddaughter, I wonât even frown if I give him my head, let alone a piece of calligraphy.â
Zhuang Jiqing had nothing else to say since his father had already put it this way.
His daughterâs survival was more important than anything else. Why not let that kid borrow the Zhuang familyâs reputation?
As long as he didnât go too far, he could do whatever he wanted.
He chatted with his father for a while more, then walked out with the calligraphy.
Just as he was about to step out of the door, the old man suddenly called out to him from behind. âBy the way, does that kid have a girlfriend now?â
Zhuang Jiqing was stunned for a moment before he hurriedly replied, âIt seems like⦠Thereâs one, right?â
Old Master Zhuang frowned and shook his head. âWhat a pity. How nice would it be if he was single?â
Zhuang Jiqing was dumbfounded. What did this mean? Was he looking for a grandson-in-law?
Seeing that his father didnât say anything else, he continued to walk out.
Following that, his fatherâs joyful voice rang out in the study. âThe waves of a big river are wide, and the wind blows the fragrance of rice and flowers on both sidesâ¦â
In his impression, his father had always been very serious and never gave him a good look.
The last time he was so happy was when Xiaojiao was born.
This time, it was because of Xiaojiao⦠And that brat?