Chapter Twenty-Seven: Is the Night Clan Group Awesome?

"Grandpa, come, I'll help you sit down" The woman helped the old man get up, and then sat down in his seat.

Mu Lingxi slowly got up and sat back in her place, too lazy to pay attention to this messing around woman, but because the old grandfather's name is the same as her father's name in her previous life, otherwise she would not have made a move, the people who came out of the Demon Doctor Valley have never been good people, and in her previous life, she saved people by herself as she pleased.

"Thank you, little girl, by the way, what's your name?" said the old woman

"Grandma, you're welcome, my name is Zhang Rou, this is what we should do as medical personnel!" Because Zhang Rou lowered her head, she didn't see what the old grandmother was actually saying to Mu Lingxi, and when she finished talking, she found that the old woman didn't look at herself at all, she was ashamed and annoyed for a while, glared at Mu Lingxi, thinking that Mu Lingxi had robbed her of her opportunity, but she didn't want to think about it, with the time she just came, if there was no Mu Lingxi, the old man would probably be dead.

Mu Lingxi rolled her eyes, looked at the old grandmother again and said with a smile: "It's okay, grandma, my name is Mu Lingxi" It's not that Mu Lingxi wants to do good deeds and leave a name waiting for others to thank her, mainly because she has just mentioned to the old grandmother that she and Han Yifei are at the same table, if people are interested in thanking her, she can find it, so why bother with a name.

"I didn't expect you to have such ability at such a young age, I don't know where you learned this acupuncture technique?"

"When I was a child, I talked to the old Chinese medicine doctor in the village" Mu Lingxi casually talked nonsense, anyway, if she wanted to ask the old Chinese medicine doctor where he was now, she said that she was dead.

"Little girl, thank you this time! I owe you a big favor, if you need help in the future, as long as I can do it, look for me at any time, Xiao Li" The old man relieved himself, spoke, and then gave Xiao Li a look. Xiao Li immediately took out a paper and pen, wrote on them, and then took out a golden business card and handed it to Mu Lingxi. It's just this tone, why is this action so familiar?

"Miss Mu, this is Mr. Ye, this is the phone number between Mr. Ye and me, if you need help with anything, you can call at any time, this business card is Madame's. Xiao Li has regarded Mu Lingxi as a benefactor, and he speaks very respectfully.

Mu Lingxi took the paper, looked at it, and didn't say anything, just now I heard this person named Xiao Li shouting chief, if I remember correctly, the chief should be the title of the senior commander of the military. Looking at the business card again, Lin Yue'e, chairman of the Yeshi Group, sounded very good, and slowly put away the paper and business cards.

Zhang Rou next to her looked at the golden business card, her eyes straightened, and she began to be courteous again.

"Grandpa, I'm Zhang Rou, an intern doctor at Z Central Hospital, you just passed out, I suggest you follow me to the hospital for a full body examination after getting out of the car"

"You and I are not related, Dr. Zhang still calls me old man, as for going to the hospital, my people will arrange it." The old man replied indifferently, not at all as kind to Mu Lingxi as he had just been.

After all, Zhang Rou is still a young girl, and when she was said so to her face, she naturally had no face to continue to stay, and returned to her carriage angrily.

"Mr. Night, I also recommend that you go to the hospital after getting out of the car, because you are not only a heart problem, but also a mild cerebral infarction"

"What?"