Chapter 33: Chapter 33

Translator: Ashley_Choi

At this point, Shen Wu had no choice but to admit it.

“Mr. Shi, I’m Divine Doctor Bian Dou.” Shen Wu admitted her identity.

Shi Zhiming’s eyes were instantly filled with admiration. “I didn’t expect the famous Bian Dou to be so young! ”

“Mr. Shi, you are too kind. I would appreciate it if you could keep this confidential for me,” said Shen Wu in a monotone voice, her eyes devoid of any expression.

Shi Zhiming nodded and pointed to the side. “May I have a word with you? ”

Shen Wu replied with a quiet “yes” and followed Shi Zhiming to the stairs, where they found no one around.

Shen Wu glanced at Shi Zhiming again. The old man had white temples and was tightly holding onto his textbook. He looked at Shen Wu and asked eagerly, “Do you happen to know the Bo family?”

Shen Wu narrowed her eyes. Bo family?

“What’s wrong?”

Shi Zhiming was direct. “Old Master Bo has been bedridden for over two years. I’ve visited him a few times during this period, but there has been no improvement. The Bo family’s eldest son has been searching for you. Now that you’re here, may I ask if you can make a house call to treat Old Master Bo?”

Shen Wu stood respectfully in front of Shi Zhiming and listened carefully to Shi Zhiming’s words. She rejected him very rationally, “I’m sorry, Mr. Shi, I can’t.”

After hearing Shi Mingming’s request, she had already shown him a great deal of respect.

If it were anyone else, she would turn around and leave when he mentioned the Bo family.

“Why?” Shi Zhiming asked with confusion.

“There are some past grievances,” Shen Wu replied in a soft tone, glancing at her wristwatch. “Mr. Shi, I have some urgent matters to attend to. I must take my leave now.”

This …

Shi Zhiming pondered for a moment and decided not to keep Shen Wu any longer. He nodded and said, “Alright.”

“Mr. Shi, about my identity…” Shen Wu raised her eyebrows, silently asking him if he knew what she meant.

Shi Zhiming nodded again, quietly replying that he understood.

Shen Wu did not say anything else and turned to leave.

Shi Zhiming watched Shen Wu’s receding figure and felt a mix of emotions. After thinking about it, he decided to call Bo Qichen.

The phone was answered by a low and hoarse voice, “Uncle Shi.”

“Qichen, I met the divine physician,” Shi Zhiming furrowed his brows, his voice heavy.

There was silence on the other end of the line for a moment before Bo Qichen spoke, “Is it a girl?”

“How did you know?” Shi Zhiming asked.

In the office, Bo Qichen’s hand, which had been flipping through documents, paused. He closed the file and unconsciously curved his lips into a smile, glancing at Jiang Runian who was sitting across from him.

Jiang Runian wondered who called Bo Qichen.

Bao Qichen pursed his lips and tugged at his tie. He heard Shi Zhiming say, “Did the Bo family offend someone? I asked her to see the old Mr. Bo, but she refused and said she had a grudge.”

“It’s true that there’s a bit of a grudge,” Bao Qichen said softly, his fingertips landing on his desk.

“You have to work hard, Qichen. She is Old Mr. Bo’s last hope! The divine physicians that Bo Xiu brought in are all unreliable!”

Bo Qichen’s slender and beautiful fingertips tapped on the desk. After a moment, he said, “Yes, I know. Thank you, Uncle Shi.”

“You’re welcome!”

After hanging up the phone, Bo Qichen clenched his fist and then opened it again. After a few times, he made a call to Qingming, “How’s the investigation going?”

“Boss, I’ve been keeping an eye on her for days, but I still can’t find anything!” Qingming replied.

“Can’t you at least track her movements?” Bo Qichen asked.

“I can!” Qingming answered.

“Send me her current location!” Bo Qichen ordered.

“Okay.”