Chapter 802 - 802 802 Like Madam (3)

802: Chapter 802: Like Madam (3) 802: Chapter 802: Like Madam (3) “I know,” Dong Wenming hurriedly said with a smile, nodding.

“Silver is a trivial matter; please don’t refuse, Miss Yang.” He then called to Dong Hang, who was standing at the door.

Dong Hang quickly came in and handed over a silver note.

“As long as there is silver, I won’t refuse,” Yang Ruxin said, taking the silver note with a beaming smile.

It was a Baofeng Bank silver note, two thousand taels, and undoubtedly genuine, “This is for four months.

I’ll start treating him for that period to see how it goes.

If he gets better, you will have saved some money; if not, shall we continue?”

“Precisely,” Dong Wenming nodded.

“Oh, actually, I did mention to your son-in-law earlier that, once he made up his mind, he could have simply notified me at my store, and I would naturally have come.

There was no need for you to make the trip yourself.”

Dong Hang rolled his eyes at the side.

The son-in-law indeed wanted to come, but the son-in-law had run out of silver.

All his savings had been spent on medical fees before.

To use any more silver, the master’s approval was needed, and he didn’t dare not report it.

“Mainly, I was quite curious about Miss Yang and wanted to meet her,” Dong Wenming said with a genial smile.

“Now that I have seen you, indeed, you possess grace as if descended from the heavens.” It was good that he had insisted on coming to see her.

Regardless of whether she was the person he thought she might be, he would investigate further.

“I would actually prefer it if Master Dong praised my ‘Medical Skills’ as miraculous,” Yang Ruxin waved the silver note slightly, “I will go to the other residence on the sixth day of next month to administer an acupuncture treatment to the Dong Family’s young mistress.” After saying this, she turned and walked outside.

“Yang…

Ruxin,” Dong Wenming called out urgently.

“I live in Dapu East Village,” Yang Ruxin said without turning back.

“No.

8 Haus Street is my shop; you don’t have to worry about me reneging on the debt…” Her voice trailed off as she had already disappeared.

Dong Wenming couldn’t help but let out a slight sigh.

This girl…

“Master…”

“Old Dong, you’ve been with the Dong Family for forty years now, haven’t you?” Dong Wenming suddenly let out a small sigh.

“By the end of the year, it will have been precisely forty-two years.

My name was even given by the old master,” Dong Hang replied, somewhat confused by Dong Wenming’s question, yet he answered respectfully.

“Don’t you think she resembles someone?” Dong Wenming turned to look at Dong Hang.

“Have you not suspected it at all?”

After a moment of surprise, Dong Hang’s eyes suddenly widened, “Master, are you saying…” Then he suddenly smacked his forehead, “Oh!

When I first saw Miss Yang, I just felt that she had an exceptional demeanor despite her simple attire and, inexplicably, she was quite likable.

But I never thought…” He then chuckled, “Now that Master mentions it, I do think she really resembles the madam…” His brow then furrowed, “But…”

“Perhaps, perhaps Xiuxiu is not dead…” Dong Wenming suddenly became excited.

“Old Dong, quickly go and investigate, look into Miss Yang’s mother and her family history.

If…

I say if…

that would truly be a blessing from heaven…”

Yang Ruxin had earned another two thousand and was in an excellent mood.

As for what Dong Wenming had mentioned about her resembling someone, she hadn’t taken it to heart at all.

Whether she resembled someone or not, she still needed to live her own life, right?

As for returning to the inn and encountering an acquaintance, Yang Ruxin remained composed.

However, seeing Yang Ruyu engaging in a lively conversation with someone, she felt quite helpless.

If this young lady could apply her efforts more constructively, she might achieve something remarkable.

Unfortunately…