The matriarch has returned; that spendthrift son is truly daring!

Upon hearing this, Duan Muqing was struck dumb, so shocked that he couldn't speak for a moment.

It's really her!

I was just guessing before, but I never expected her medical skills to be so superb.

Song Shuyue shook her head and said, "I'm not a famous doctor, I just know a little bit about medicine."

Huo Linyu: "Miss Song is too modest. Even the dignified Master Jing has to learn a thing or two from her. Miss Song's medical skills are superb, she can be called a reincarnation of Hua Tuo. I thought that my legs were hopeless and I would never be able to stand up again, but then I met Miss Song. She gave me hope. She even made a bet with your cousin that she would let me stand up within a month. At first I had some doubts, but how could I pretend to be ignorant of my own feelings? I can really feel my legs recovering. Miss Song is my benefactor, the noble person I have met in this life."

As Huo Linyu spoke, her gentle, bright eyes fell on Song Shuyue. Who in this world could bear to be disabled for the rest of their life?

Three years later, when everyone had given up hope, and even he himself had lost all hope, she appeared. She was like a ray of light illuminating his dark and cold heart.

If someone else had said these words, Duan Muqing would have just taken them as a joke, but this person was Huo Linyu.

He knew a little about Huo Linyu's character, and he would never lie about it.

Their gazes toward Song Shuyue were filled with barely suppressed shock.

Song Shuyue: "Mr. Huo, you're exaggerating. I just had some good luck. It was Mr. Huo's cooperation that made my treatment twice as effective."

One should be assertive when necessary and humble when appropriate.

We must not encourage arrogance.

“Miss Song, you are so young yet possess such medical skills, it is truly admirable. Miss Song, I would like to ask you for a favor. My mother has been bedridden for a year with no improvement, and she is becoming increasingly thin. She has also been coughing up blood recently. We have consulted various famous doctors at home, but the illness keeps recurring, and the doctors cannot find the cause. I wonder if it would be possible for you to grace my humble abode with your presence and examine my mother. Rest assured, regardless of whether it can be cured or not, my Duan family will pay a million in consultation fees.”

Duan Muqing's heartfelt invitation and sincere attitude made it hard not to soften one's heart.

Song Shuyue nodded. "Okay, if Mr. Duan trusts me, I can give it a try. But I should also make it clear beforehand that my medical skills are only average. If I can't cure it completely, please don't be angry."

Duan Muqing's mother is Jiang Qianyun's aunt. If she is the same as Jiang Qianyun, then there is nothing she can do. After all, there are so many doctors in the world. If she can't cure her, they can find someone else.

"Thank you very much, Miss Song."

Duan Muli stared blankly at Song Shuyue.

Song Shuyue gave Huo Linyu some more instructions. Then Song Yanzhou came looking for her. "Shuyue, it's getting late. We should go home."

"coming."

Song Yanzhou looked at her with concern, "Yueyue, why didn't you call me right away after what happened? I'm your brother. You only need to make one call if anything happens. I will protect you no matter what. You shouldn't always shoulder everything alone."

As Song Yanzhou spoke, he patted her head, but Song Shuyue pulled his hand away and glared at him irritably.

But she couldn't say anything, since the other person was only speaking up for her own good.

Finally, he lowered his head and whispered, "I understand."

Song Yanzhou chuckled and ruffled her hair again.

Song Shuyue gritted her teeth, glanced at him, and said, word by word, "You have no manners."

Song Yanzhou shook his head helplessly, "You! We should be the ones saying that. You have no manners. You're the youngest in the family."

Just as Song Shuyue was about to explain, before she could even utter a word, Song Yanzhou laughed and said, "Alright, alright, it's my fault. I know you're not the youngest; you're the oldest ancestor in our family, our ancestor, okay?"

Song Shuyue snorted coldly, crossed her arms, and turned to look out the window.

Unfortunately, we saw Song Yuxi riding his bicycle and crashing into a luxury car.

Song Yanzhou asked the driver to slow down and looked out the window. He could only see Song Yuxi's back, not her face, but her voice sounded somewhat familiar.

"It's just a beat-up Rolls-Royce, right? I'll crash into it, so what! You really think I'm afraid of you? You think I can't afford to pay for it? Let me tell you, even if three more come, I can still afford to pay for them!"

"Young master, I'm just bullying people because I have power, so what?"

"I'm rich, so what?"

"A mere few tens of millions of dollars? I don't even care about that!"

"Serves you right for provoking me! It's just a beat-up car, what's so great about it?"

Hearing these words, Song Shuyue's eyes were full of disdain. Song Yanzhou sighed and said, "He really is young and arrogant. Luckily, his family has some money, otherwise, how could someone like him squander it?"

Song Shuyue sneered, "Any family that gets stuck with a son like this is really unlucky. He's a complete spendthrift."

Song Yanzhou: "Oh well, whatever. Anyway, it has nothing to do with our Song family. We're not related to them at all."

Song Shuyue: "If my Song family were related to us, and such a spendthrift son were born, haha."

Song Yanzhou scoffed. He saw a chilling killing intent in his sister's eyes. Fortunately, they were all quite ambitious, otherwise they would have all been dealt with by Yueyue.

He couldn't beat her.

Jiang Qianyun knew she would face nagging from her parents and criticism from her older brother for favoritism when she got home, so she went to a bar to drown her sorrows. There, a man wearing a mask sat down in front of her.

"Miss, I know what you're worried about. We can help you and guarantee that you'll get what you want. We can kill the person you want to kill without affecting your family. If you need anything, please call this number."

Jiang Qianyun regarded him as a liar and told him to get out of the way: "Go away! What business is it of yours? Get out of here."

The man chuckled and placed his hands on the table. "Miss Jiang, if I may be so bold as to say something, as far as I know, you made a bet with Miss Song. She has a month to cure Huo Linyu's leg."

Jiang Qianyun raised her eyes and glanced at him casually. "So what if she is? She could never cure his leg. I'm the only one who can win this bet."

The man's hesitant expression displeased Jiang Qianyun, who slammed her hand on the table with a thud.

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't be coy in front of me. If you're not going to talk, get out of here."

"Yes, Miss Jiang, if I may be so bold, I've heard that Huo Linyu's leg is starting to improve and he's regaining feeling, so he might be able to stand up."

With a loud "bang!", Jiang Qianyun slammed her hand on the table and said angrily, "Absolutely impossible! He's a cripple. He hasn't been able to stand up for three years. Now you're telling me that bitch is going to cure him? That's utterly absurd."

The man didn't say anything more. He took out his phone, opened a video, and saw Huo Linyu's slightly twitching foot in the video. Jiang Qianyun's eyes widened, and she stood up in horror.

He grabbed his phone and looked at it carefully. "This is impossible, absolutely impossible. This must be a fabricated video. Don't try to fool me. Tell me, are you the person Song Shuyue filmed?"

The man sneered and took back his phone. "Whether it's true or false, Miss Jiang, can't you tell? But I must kindly remind you, Miss Jiang, that you've lost another bet, and the loss to your Jiang family is not small. Miss Jiang should think carefully about the entire equity of Jingyi Traditional Chinese Medicine College."

**

Huo family

Huo Linyu's parents were overjoyed to see that their son's leg was starting to improve. Huo's mother held Song Shuyue's hand and kept thanking her, saying, "Miss Song, you are truly a great benefactor to our Huo family. Thank you so much. With you here, I believe my son will definitely be able to stand up again."

Huo Sijing never expected that Song Shuyue would stumble upon such a lucky find.

Must be a coincidence!

My brother has been undergoing treatment, and his recovery is only a matter of time. It just so happened that she ran into him. What kind of medical skills could she possibly have? It was just a lucky coincidence.

"No need to be polite, it was no trouble at all. Huo Xiaoyu, would you like to come for a walk with me?"

Huo Xiaoyu immediately ran out, and Huo's mother said unhappily, "Look at you, so impetuous. You should learn from your sister. You're always making a fuss and never behave properly. Do you know any other well-bred young lady like you? Your words and actions are so improper. Miss Song is a distinguished guest of the Huo family, and we cannot be negligent in the slightest."

Huo Xiaoyu pouted, "The Qing Dynasty has already fallen, so which palace maid came out of nowhere?"

After saying that, he grabbed Song Shuyue's hand and ran away quickly.

Mrs. Huo was furious and enraged, filled with resentment and dissatisfaction. "You wretched girl!"