Chapter 427: Chapter 427: Mu Ziquan Plays the Victim
"Jiaojiao, the banquet has already started downstairs. Let’s just set up a table for ourselves on the second floor," Old Mu said, having come upstairs himself.
"Okay, you can have Mu arrange it. I’m going to take a shower first, then I’ll come out to eat."
Gu Jiaojiao was truly exhausted. She needed to slip into her space and soak in the spiritual spring water for a bit before she could properly enjoy a meal.
Once Gu Jiaojiao went into the bathroom, the Li family’s eldest grandson cupped his fists and thanked the elders. "Thank you, grandfathers, for all your trouble."
He wasn’t a fool. This young woman was clearly no ordinary person, but he never would have guessed that she was the Divine Doctor Su Gu.
He’d had the same thought as his grandfather, always assuming the Divine Doctor Su Gu was an old man.
Before coming to the Mu Family’s home, he thought the old gentlemen had invited the Divine Doctor Su Gu for him.
He had been very disappointed when he first saw Gu Jiaojiao, but the final result was far beyond his expectations.
"Your grandfather and I are sworn brothers who have faced death together. We are all thrilled that he is well. Jiaojiao didn’t disappoint you, did she?" Old Mu asked cheerfully.
"Grandpa Mu, I wasn’t disappointed at all. Her medical skills should be on par with the Divine Doctor Su Gu. May I ask, is she..."
"Lad, did it never occur to you that she *is* the Divine Doctor Su Gu?" Mr. Li, who had woken up at some point, interjected.
"Ah, my thinking was too narrow-minded. I sincerely thank all of you grandfathers again."
"Xiao Lizi, don’t be so formal with Grandpa Mu. Jiaojiao was the one who performed the surgery on Ziquan’s legs."
Old Mu said happily. Mr. Li was his sworn brother, but Mr. Li’s status was much higher than any of theirs.
So, Old Mu, along with Mr. Han and Elder Xiao, used the excuse of hosting a banquet to invite Mr. Li to his home and arrange for Gu Jiaojiao to treat him.
Mr. Li hadn’t known about this beforehand. He was very resistant to seeing a doctor because he didn’t think he was sick.
The Li family’s grandson knew in advance, but he didn’t know who the doctor treating his grandfather would be.
His parents had died heroically in the line of duty when he was just a few years old. His grandfather had raised him single-handedly, and he couldn’t bear to see his grandfather tormented by illness.
This whole affair was something Old Mu, Mr. Han, and the others had planned, mainly to protect Gu Jiaojiao.
Ever since the Divine Doctor Su Gu operated on Mu Ziquan, countless people had been looking for her—some good, and some bad.
When Mr. Han told Gu Jiaojiao that a good friend needed medical help and that there would be a generous reward, she agreed in a heartbeat.
There was no other reason; they were simply too short on cash. Su Shuochi was not only expanding the factory but also investing in other projects, all of which were pure outflow with no income in the initial stages.
And so, the scene of treating Mr. Li today came to be. Gu Jiaojiao’s medical skills were exquisite, something Mr. Han had experienced firsthand.
Gu Jiaojiao had also saved Elder Xiao’s son, not to mention Mu Ziquan, which was why all these old men were her die-hard fans.
Gu Jiaojiao soaked in the Spiritual Spring for a while and came out feeling refreshed and invigorated.
Soon, the food was served. The old gentlemen, the Li family’s grandson, and Mu Ziquan all sat down to eat together.
Mr. Li hadn’t tasted his food so vividly in a long time. The poison had caused him to lose his sense of taste for three years.
Seeing his grandfather wolfing down his food, the Li family’s grandson diligently placed more food on his grandfather’s plate.
"Jiaojiao, have a chicken leg. I’ve noticed you always enjoy them."
"Great-Aunt, have some fish. Ziquan has already removed the bones for you."
At the table, the old gentlemen also used serving chopsticks to diligently place food onto Gu Jiaojiao’s plate.
When the Li family’s grandson heard Mu Ziquan, who was about his age, call Gu Jiaojiao "Great-Aunt," his hand trembled as he was picking up some food.
But he had grown up on the battlefield and had seen his share of great storms. His face betrayed none of his emotions.
As the old gentlemen got carried away in their conversation with Gu Jiaojiao, Old Mu urged Mu Ziquan, "Ziquan, hurry up and finish eating. Go downstairs and entertain the guests for a bit."
"Brother Li, could you help push my wheelchair?" Mu Ziquan asked, looking at the Li family’s grandson.
He saw the man named Li staring intently at Gu Jiaojiao and felt an urge to drag him away.
"Sure," Li Xiaoliang said, not thinking much of it. He assumed Mu Ziquan’s wheelchair needed to be pushed, so he agreed without hesitation.
Li Xiaoliang pushed Mu Ziquan downstairs, and the two handsome men instantly caused the young women at the banquet to gasp in admiration.
"Oh my god, they’re both so good-looking! Who are they?"
"I don’t know! I’ve never seen anyone so handsome."
"Especially the man pushing the wheelchair. He’s seriously gorgeous."
"Wow, he really is! I know the one in the wheelchair. He’s my cousin, the young master of the Mu Family."
"The other one is so masculine! Do you know who he is? I wonder if he has a girlfriend."
"Why don’t you go look in a mirror? Do you think you’re good enough for him?"
"SOB... How could you say that? Can’t I even try to get to know him just because I think he’s handsome?"
"..."
Li Xiaoliang completely ignored the young women’s squeals. He just wanted to push Mu Ziquan over to make the necessary toasts.
He leaned in and asked in a low voice, "Mu Ziquan, don’t you have bodyguards?"
"Bodyguards aren’t nearly as cool as you. If a bodyguard were pushing me, all those silly girls would be staring at me. Right now, they’re all looking at you," Mu Ziquan said, gloating.
"You... Believe it or not, I’ll just leave you here," Li Xiaoliang threatened, annoyed.
"You’d leave me here all alone to be gawked at like a monkey in a cage? Good heavens, you’re actually bullying a disabled person," Mu Ziquan said, deliberately playing the victim.
His wheelchair was automatic and he could operate it himself at any moment, but Li Xiaoliang didn’t know that.
He could only ask indignantly, "Hmph. Fine, let’s go. Which table do you want to toast first?"
"Thank you, Comrade Li Xiaoliang. Let’s go to Uncle Bo’s table." Mu Ziquan just wanted to drag Li Xiaoliang along to make toasts with him.
"Granny Bo, Uncle Bo, I toast you with tea in place of wine." After speaking, Mu Ziquan tilted his head back and downed the full cup of tea.
GULP. He swallowed, a faint smile on his face.
His smile outshone the flowers in the living room and made the infatuated girls drool.
"What a tolerance for alcohol!" The people around, not knowing Mu Ziquan was drinking tea, couldn’t help but exclaim in admiration.
"He’s so handsome!" a girl at the next table shrieked.
"I won’t go to every table, so Ziquan will toast everyone from here." Sitting in his wheelchair, Mu Ziquan raised his teacup to the room, and after speaking, he drained it in one go.
Bao Tingting’s gaze remained fixed on Li Xiaoliang, who stood to the side. Her eyes were filled with adoration.
Her mother had told her not to covet her cousin Ziquan. Surely, then, she was allowed to desire this exceptional man?
Seeing such an outstanding young man, Bao Tingting felt a sweet flutter in her heart.
Especially when she saw the disdainful look he gave other girls, Bao Tingting found herself wanting to fix her own pretty eyes on him, feeling an uncontrollable urge to get closer to him.
She boldly raised her glass to toast Li Xiaoliang. "Who are you? I’d like to toast you."
Li Xiaoliang: ...’Where did this shameless, love-crazed idiot come from?!’
