Chapter 762: 199: The Secret of Ginseng Soup_3

Upon hearing this, shock flooded Zheng Xianjing’s face.

What in the world had happened?

Why did Zhou Yiyi suddenly side with Ni Yang and speak up for her?

Zheng Xianjing’s complexion changed continuously. She sighed deeply, her face filled with bitterness. “I knew this would be the outcome,” she said dejectedly.

“What outcome?” Zhou Yiyi asked.

Zheng Xianjing responded with a bitter laugh. “Just because she’s pretty, everything she does is right… Well, I’m used to it…”

She was stepping back to move forward, shifting the hatred back onto Ni Yang.

“No,” Zhou Yiyi continued, “I didn’t side with your sister because she’s beautiful; I genuinely think she’s a good person, not a bad one.”

Zheng Xianjing, her head lowered and filled with a sense of grievance, responded, “Yiyi, you’ve truly been fooled by her! She’s like a venomous snake in human skin. If you’re not careful, she can deliver a lethal blow. You haven’t spent time with her, so I can understand why you’ve been misled.”

“Really?” Zhou Yiyi squinted her eyes.

She couldn’t help but feel that Ni Yang was not that kind of person.

Zheng Xianjing continued, “Look at you now, even doubting my words. Think about it. We’ve been classmates for so long, when have I ever lied to you?”

“Whatever, I give up.” Zhou Yiyi said, “This is too convoluted; it’s giving me a headache. Anyway, I really like your sister. You dislike yours, I like mine, let’s just keep it that way.”

Zheng Xianjing bit her lip hard, feeling intense resentment.

Why?!

Why did Ni Yang get to snatch everything away from her?!

First, she took away her grandparents, and now she was even trying to take her best friend!

…

At the Zheng family’s home.

The elderly Mr. and Mrs. Zheng hadn’t had such fun in a long time.

Even after coming back from the park, their faces still bore happy smiles.

At that moment, the butler escorted Doctor Jiang inside.

“Madam, Doctor Jiang is here.”

Doctor Jiang inspected Mrs. Zheng’s health every month and a half.

“Xiaoyan’s here,” Mrs. Zheng smiled at Ni Yang, “Yangyang, come here. The last time there were too many people, and I forgot to introduce you to Grandma Jiang.”

Ni Yang responded and approached her, “Grandma Jiang.”

Doctor Jiang nodded and said, “This child is really beautiful, Aqing, just like you when you were young.”

“Right? I think so too!” The corners of Mrs. Zheng’s eyes brimmed with warmth.

Ni Cuihua served a plate of fruits, “Doctor Jiang, have some fruit.”

Mrs. Zheng said, “Xiaoyan and I are lifelong best friends, Tingting, you should call her Aunt Jiang.”

“Alright.” Ni Cuihua looked up at Doctor Jiang, “Aunt Jiang.”

She hadn’t really paid attention to Doctor Jiang during the last familial reunion, but finding a closer look at her today, she found her strangely familiar.

Very familiar!

It was as if she had seen her somewhere before.

Ni Cuihua squinted her eyes but simply couldn’t remember where she had seen Doctor Jiang before.

Doctor Jiang subtly shifted her gaze away from Ni Cuihua, placed her medical box on the tea table, and said to Mrs. Zheng, “Aqing, shall we start now? I heard from Lingling that you’ve been feeling much better recently.”

Mrs. Zheng nodded, “Yes, I’m much better.” Ever since she followed Ni Yang’s advice, her cough had almost completely disappeared. Nowadays, the only reason she invited Doctor Jiang over was so that she wouldn’t overthink.

After all, Doctor Jiang was also her lifelong friend.

Doctor Jiang put on her stethoscope, then examined Mrs. Zheng’s tongue and eyes, before saying, “There’s still some inflammation. I’ll prescribe you some more medicine.”

“Alright.” Mrs. Zheng nodded.

Doctor Jiang took two small bottles of medicine out of her medical box and handed them to Mrs. Zheng. “This capsule is to be taken once a day. The other one is to be applied externally, one patch on the belly button each day.”

Mrs. Zheng noted down the instructions carefully.

As Doctor Jiang was about to leave, she bumped into Zheng Lingling, who was carrying a bowl of ginseng soup, “Aunt Jiang’s here.”

“Lingling.” Doctor Jiang walked over with a smile, “No wonder I didn’t see you inside, you were making ginseng soup for your mother. Lingling, you’re such a filial child.”

Just then —

“Bang!”

Doctor Jiang lost her footing, knocking over the bowl of ginseng soup in Zheng Lingling’s hands.

“I’m sorry, Lingling. Did you get burnt?” Doctor Jiang apologized immediately. “My old age is affecting my vision. Sorry…”

Zheng Lingling frowned, “It’s fine, Aunt Jiang. It was just a couple of bowls of ginseng soup, doesn’t matter.”

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