Chi Jiao waved her hand at Yan Qingqing, gesturing for her to calm down.
When Yan Qingqing saw her actions, she glared at Huo Wanwan. Then, under everyone’s gazes, she retreated behind Chi Jiao.
She looked like Chi Jiao’s subordinate.
Everyone, including Huo Wanwan, was stunned by Yan Qingqing’s actions.
At the same time, they were even more curious about Chi Jiao’s background.
She could actually make Old Master Meng look at her in a different light and make Yan Qingqing, who had always been known as the Demoness, listen to her.
“Grandpa Meng, do you want to receive treatment here?” Chi Jiao asked him with a smile.
She originally didn’t want to display her medical skills in front of so many people because she had never liked to be high-profile.
It was just that Yan Qingqing, Quan Jue, and Grandpa Meng were all so protective of her. She could ignore other people’s opinions, but she couldn’t let others look at them in a bad way.
Old Master Meng nodded and said, “It’s alright to do it here.”
“Okay.” Chi Jiao’s gaze turned to Meng He. “Uncle Meng, can you help Grandpa Meng lie on the sofa?”
Meng He immediately nodded.
Then, Meng He pushed Old Master Meng’s wheelchair towards the sofa not far away, with Chi Jiao following him.
Quan Jue and Yan Qingqing followed suit.
The onlookers followed along as well.
Meng Xueqing watched as Meng He helped Old Master Meng onto the sofa. Then, she whispered to Yan Qingqing, “Is Miss Chi a disciple of Old Master Ou?”
Previously, when Old Master Meng went to Mount Li to find Ou Zhenglin for treatment, she didn’t follow him. Later on, she only knew that it was Ou Zhenglin’s last disciple who had cured her grandfather.
Yan Qingqing nodded and looked at Chi Jiao in admiration like a little fangirl. “Let me tell you, our Jiaojiao is very impressive! Just watch. Huo Wanwan’s face will be slapped hard later.”
Meng Xueqing nodded and looked at Chi Jiao with interest.
Quan Jue was also staring at her with eyes filled with indulgence and gentleness.
He didn’t have to worry that Jiaojiao would mess up.
Since Jiaojiao had made such a choice, it meant that she had the ability to prove herself.
After Old Master Meng had laid down, Chi Jiao turned to look at Quan Jue.
Coincidentally, she met his trusting and doting eyes and couldn’t help but smile sweetly.
“Grandpa Meng, it’s your leg that hurts, right?” Chi Jiao turned to look at him and asked.
“Yes, it’s been so painful recently that I couldn’t sleep. I can’t even walk properly,” Old Master Meng said.
He was a soldier when he was young. When he was assisting the narcotics police at the border to arrest a drug lord who had smuggled himself into Country Hua, his leg was shot, and it had left behind some residual effects.
The aftereffects that had not acted up for many years began to act up frequently recently. The injured leg had been hurting unbearably.
Chi Jiao reached out and pressed on Old Master Meng’s injured leg.
Before she came today, she had already learned about his situation from Gu Xia.
She knew that Old Master Meng’s left leg was injured.
Just as her petite hand pressed on Old Master Meng’s calf, he groaned in pain as cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
When Huo Wanwan saw this, disdain flashed across her eyes.
This girl didn’t even know how to control her strength. How could she save people like this?
This was truly the best cold joke of the year!
