Chapter 182: 086: Investigating Li Xianxian and Her Daughter, Noodle Restaurant Opens_3
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This meal was so satisfying that everyone was left with oily lips, and the children were all full to the brim.
After the meal, it was already dark outside.
The men went home, and the women stayed at the Ni Family home to help wash dishes and clean up the tables.
With an entire ten tables of guests, there were more than a hundred bowls used just for the meal alone, not to mention the serving dishes. If it was left to just Ni Cuihua and Ni Yang to clean up, there was no telling when they would finish.
The women, all accustomed to such chores at home, did not slack off just because it was not their own household. They were even more thorough in helping than they would have been in their own homes, and they did not allow Ni Cuihua and Ni Yang to help.
They had all just enjoyed a large and satisfying meal at the Ni Family home, leaving them not just satisfied but also high-spirited. Thus, they worked with smiles on their faces. It should be noted that most of them hadn’t eaten meat for almost a year.
As the saying goes, many hands make light work, and amidst their chatter and laughter, the Ni Family’s courtyard was restored to its former state in less than half an hour.
This meal was not just a simple meal for Ni Yang.
This meal signified that she and her mother were officially settling down in Jinghua Village from this day onward!
The next day was the day Ni Yang was to go to the Mo Family for a follow-up visit.
In the morning, as soon as she opened the door, she found Mo Qishen waiting for her on his bicycle.
“Yangyang, my mother sent me to pickyou up.”
Ni Yang didn’t waste time, she sat directly on the back seat of the bicycle, “Then let’s go.”
“Let’s go!” Mo Qishen’s mood suddenly lightened as he pedalled away, the bicycle soon going quite far.
Riding along with the morning wind and accompanied by the chirping of birds, they passed through the quiet countryside, the booming city centre, and soon arrived at the Mo Family’s villa.
“Sister Ni Yang, Uncle Mo,” Mo Hudie came down from the stairs with small steps.
Ni Yang walked over, “Xiaodie, how have you been feeling these past few days? Are you better?”
Mo Hudie nodded her head and smiled, “Much better, thank you, Sister Ni Yang.”
Mo Hudie was very clear in her heart, if it were not for Ni Yang, she would not have been able to recover so quickly.
“You’re welcome,” Ni Yang patted Mo Hudie’s head, “I’m a doctor, it’s my duty to heal and save lives.”
“Yangyang is here!” Hearing the commotion outside, the old Mrs. Mo came out, her eyes full of excitement as she looked at Ni Yang.
“Old Mrs. Mo.” Ni Yang greeted politely.
Mrs. Mo instructed the servants to serve tea and water, and brought out a variety of imported snacks, “Yangyang, have a snack and some tea before checking Xiaodie’s pulse, no rush.”
Ni Yang picked up the tea and took a sip, then took Mo Hudie’s pulse.
Mo Qishen quietly watched her.
Ni Yang focused slightly, her eyes serious, her long eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her eyelids.
She was not like the fashionable women on the streets.
Every piece of clothing she wore had a subtle hint of antiquity. For example, now, she was wearing a white knee-length cheongsam with a beige long coat over it. The collar of the coat was embroidered with a few proud red plum blossoms, echoing with the red buttons on the cheongsam.
She conveyed both classical beauty and the youthful playfulness suitable for her age.
Over the years, Mo Qishen had seen many girls, but none of them made his heart beat faster like Ni Yang did.
Mrs. Mo also was very satisfied with Ni Yang. She was not someone who paid much attention to family backgrounds.
Zhao Jingrong came from a prestigious family, but what happened in the end?
Did she not still look down on people with her superior attitude?
So, compared to family status, she valued a person’s character more.
After a while, Ni Yang released Mo Hudie’s wrist, and then said, “Xiaodie’s recovery is faster than I expected. If she continues this way, she should be almost cured after a month of taking the medicine.”
The metabolic rate of children is much higher than that of adults, after all.
Mrs. Mo nodded her head, taking Ni Yang’s hand, and exclaimed, “Yangyang, we are so lucky to have met you. If not for you, Xiaodie might still be bedridden! Before you, Dr. Ace examined Xiaodie too. He even suggested a full blood transfusion for Xiaodie, claiming that she wouldn’t survive without it!”
Looking back, that Dr. Ace’s words seem alarmist, lacking skill and demeaning Traditional Chinese Medicine.
Ni Yang smiled, “Actually, blood transfusion is an option, but it carries more risk. Western medicine, based on natural science, aims to cure problems directly, treating the symptoms. However, Traditional Chinese Medicine, based on philosophy, sees the human body as a whole system, advocating treatment from the inside out, slowly adjusting; firstly cure the root cause, and the symptoms will naturally improve.”