Medical Consort, the Prince is Pretending to be Dumb Again

Chapter 369: My Wife Doesn’t Care About Me When She’s Paying Attention to Others

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Bring someone to clean this up,” Mu Jiangli had been observing from the sidelines all this while and finally stepped forward. His gentle gaze carried a hint of satisfaction, or perhaps, relief?

When people on the streets say ‘clean it up’, it’s far from simply tidying up the scene, especially when it came from the mouth of the ‘Medicine Lord’ Mu Jiangli. It undoubtedly meant leaving no trace behind, not even a speck of dust!

So, this was about completely erasing ‘Lord Wan’.

And what about Cui Wei?

He turned to look at Liu Shimei and asked, “Eldest Miss Liu, how do you think we should deal with that girl?”

“Let her go with whoever she came with,” Liu Shimei replied casually. She had no intention of taking a life for just a prostitute like Cui Wei.

For someone like Cui Wei, losing her looks was almost like being dead!

Mu Jiangli nodded and asked, “Who did this girl come with?”

Hiding in the crowd and observing for a long time, Miao Fengyu, who had finally stepped forward, had a slightly pale face but gathered his courage and said, “I apologize, Eldest Miss Liu. It’s my fault for not keeping an eye on her, allowing this person without any sense to offend you.”

Meeting his gaze, Liu Shimei curled her lips in a half-smile and said, “Young Master Miao, be careful when you play with girls. Don’t let the fire burn you.”

Although it seemed like they were tearing their faces openly, she was keeping score!

Huangfu Lingyao was far less polite than her. He immediately cursed, “You surnamed Miao, look at how respectable you appear, yet you associate with such a filthy person! Do you want to disgust my wife to death?”

Miao Fengyu’s face did not look good at all. With things having reached this point, he did not bother arguing with Huangfu Lingyao. After casting a glance at Liu Shimei, he bowed politely and said, “For today’s offense, I, Third Young Master Miao, will come and apologize in person another day.”

With that, he signaled to his servant to take Cui Wei away, and he himself exited the scene.

With Mu Jiangli taking charge, the situation was quickly brought under control.

Some people approached Mu Jiangli to exchange pleasantries, but he remained polite yet distant. After exchanging a few words, he instructed the young attendants to tidy up and made an excuse of busyness to leave the hall.

This behavior was nothing new to those who knew him well.

After settling matters in the hall, Liu Shimei went to meet up with Liang Yi and the others.

The group had been accommodated in a separate chamber.

As soon as they entered, Liu Shimei’s first concern was, “Shu Jun, how is Miaozhen’s foot?”

Huangfu Lingyao glanced down at his hand that had been released, feeling somewhat disheartened. Isn’t she more concerned about others than about me? We’ve been out for most of the day, and she only spoke to me a few times?

It was a bitter feeling, one that was difficult to express.

He glanced at Mu Jiangli, who had followed them into the room but remained in the corridor due to etiquette, and lowered his eyelids to hide his contemplative expression.

Shu Jun was washing her hands and replied, “Master, don’t worry. Miss Zhang’s bones are not injured, just dislocated. I have already reset them for Miss Zhang, and the servants from the Zhuang family have brought over medicinal wine. With a few days of rest, there should be no major issues.”

Liu Shimei finally breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Zhang Miaozhen. She said, “For the next few days, make sure not to put any weight on that foot. Don’t force it, or it might leave complications.”

Though her face still showed the pain, Zhang Miaozhen spoke softly to Liu Shimei, “I understand. Thanks to you today. If it weren’t for…”

Liu Shimei’s expression turned cold as she interrupted, “What exactly happened? We walked ahead for just a little while, and you disappeared.”

Liang Yi rolled her eyes. “You have the nerve to say that. You were so busy dragging Duke Dunyu forward that you left us behind!”

She had already tidied up herself and, being a naturally good-looking young man, her complexion was still rather unpleasant.

Zhang Miaozhen sighed and lowered her head, not saying a word..

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