75、I won't (tell you that secret)

  Foam splashed, and the lower jaw was raised. The eyes turned cold, "Dr. Zhou, I am willing to donate my body after death, hoping to help more rabies patients; but while I'm still alive, I don't want to be a guinea pig! Sorry Dr. Zhou, I hope you respect my privacy."

  Mò Zhān finished speaking and turned around to leave, Jiāng Yuǎn Fēng hastily chased after her, "Mò Zhān, Mò Zhān don't be agitated!"

  "How about it, do you also want to ask me the same question? Yuan Feng, do you think you are more qualified than Dr. Zhou to pursue my daily life just because you are the one I love?"

  "Mo Yan!" Jiang Yuan Feng grabbed Mo Yan's arm, "Even if Uncle Zhou and I ask you questions, it's all for your own good, we want to cure your illness! I don't understand why you're so sensitive about this issue!"

  "China has always followed the standard of looking, listening, asking and cutting in medical practice. Asking for a diagnosis is an indispensable step. Xiaoyu, what are you suspicious of, and why are you so resistant?"

  Both of them were excited, and the hospital's corridor was filled with noise again. The two people's quarrel attracted many eyes.

  Jiang Yuanfang couldn't care about the guest anymore.

  He wanted to know what was wrong with Meng Xiang. If it were the old her, she would not be so excited even if she didn't like this matter.

  "Who's making a ruckus here?" The crowd parted, and a stern voice cut over coldly.

  Jiang Yuan Feng froze, his hand suspended in mid-air. He took a deep breath and composed himself before turning around respectfully, "Mom, I'm sorry, it was me."

  The cicada also trembled.

  Mrs. Jiang walked up to Mian Chan, looked her up and down, "Who is this young lady? Is she a patient of our Jiangning Hospital? Miss, you're so agitated, shouting loudly in the hospital, are you dissatisfied with our medical work?"

  "If you're not satisfied with anything, just let me know directly. If it's really our fault, I'll get them to correct it immediately."

  Meng Chuan knew he had made a fool of himself earlier and was so embarrassed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

  Jiang Yuan stepped forward and blocked Meng Yan, "Mom, she is Xiao Chan."

  Mrs. Jiang smiled, but that smile was even colder. She turned to the director of the courtyard office and said, "Sorry, it's all Xiao Feng's fault. I'll leave this situation to you, I'll take them in to talk first."

  The director of the clinic's office hastily nodded and promised, then led someone to explain to the patients who were watching, and dispersed the crowd.

  Mrs. Jiang led Jiang Yuanfeng and Mochen into Dr. Zhou's office, where Dr. Zhou hastily stood up to yield his seat. As Mrs. Jiang walked over to the desk, she removed her silk gloves that matched her Western-style outfit and lifted the veil that hung down from her hat. Just then, she lowered her head and saw the medical records spread out on the table, with Mochen's name written prominently on them.

  Mrs. Jiang laughed and turned to stare at Dr. Zhou, "Old Zhou, you really have been watching Xiaofeng grow up, even this little heart of Xiaofeng's, you actually knew about it before I did as her mother!"

  Dr. Zhou was shocked and hastily walked forward to bow, "Ah, sister-in-law, you see this... I didn't intentionally want to deceive you, I thought you and the hospital director already knew about this matter."

  "Mom, this has nothing to do with Uncle Zhou, I asked him not to tell you."

  "Xiao Feng, you've really grown up." Mrs. Jiang stretched out her hand, which had removed its glove, and gently stroked the corner of her son's temple, "Look, you're so tall now, even taller than your mom by a big margin."

  "Is it because you've grown up that you think you can do whatever you want without telling your parents, is that right?" Madam Jiang's gaze turned back to Mochen.

  "Mom!" Jiang Yuanfeng was extremely embarrassed in front of Mo Yan.

  Mrs. Jiang stared coldly at Xia Moxi, "Last time it was Yuanyuan who told me that Xia Moxi was her sister; and you also contacted this Xiaoqian privately because of Yuanyuan's face... Now it seems that none of these were true!"

  Madam Jiang sat down, her chin held high. "You don't need to explain, I've already checked the hospital's records for these past few days. The resources you've spent on her aren't small. No need for me to go through it all with you, those medicines, equipment, reagents, labor... how much money do they add up to?!"

  "What's more," said Madam Chiang, her face looking even more pinched in the dim light, "she's a person who has gone mad from rabies... it seems she's really an unlucky person!"

  Jiang Yuanfen wanted to argue, but Mian Chan couldn't listen anymore. She smiled, "Mrs. Jiang, nice to meet you. First, please allow me to bow to you and apologize for Tang's sudden behavior at the hospital today."

  "Also, I'd like to ask Madame Chiang not to mention money again. It's not that I don't know these things cost money, it's just that such a vulgar topic coming from your noble mouth is really unbecoming."

  Foam cicada took a deep breath, "Since Mrs. Jiang wants to repay, it's simple: please give me the detailed list, I'll pay back myself. If I don't pay back while I'm still alive, then I'll sign the documents now and donate any usable organs on my body to Jiangning Hospital... Does this work for you?"

  "Xiao Chan!" Jiang Yuanfeng wailed.

  Misty cicada turned her head and gazed at the distant maple, forcing a smile. "Alright, I've finished speaking. Sorry, Distant Maple, but I'll take my leave first. Everyone, farewell."

  Mò zhān turned around and went out, Jiang Yuǎn Fēng wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Madame Jiang, "Xiao Fēng!"

  The layout of Jiangning Hospital was already familiar to Mo Yan. She saw that Jiang Yuanfeng had finally caught up with her, but she chose a side path and hastily left, not wanting Jiang Yuanfeng to see her current state.

  She just wants to hide and cry by herself.

  The hospital's back door was a quiet alley. Because the hospital's hearse often came and went from here, people avoided this place. At this time, although it was broad daylight, there wasn't a single person in the entire alley.

  Misty cicada chose this place, sat down with her back against the wall and cried.

  Even if she bursts into loud sobs here, no one will hear her; even if someone hears it, they will only think it is the crying of a family member of the deceased from the direction of the mortuary.

  "Why are you crying?"

  Beyond the cicada's expectation, there are actually people here!

  Foam cicada turned her head to look, alongside her, further into the alley, standing in the shadow of the wall, a slender woman. Wearing a cheongsam, with a particularly good-looking waist. Even more wonderful was that lotus-like arm, raised and holding an extremely thin cigarette. The smoke drifted up, covering the woman's eyebrows and eyes, making it impossible to see her clearly.

  "Uh, never mind." Mò Zhān didn't want to be seen through and only said, "Sorry about that, bothering you?"

  It's probably because a family member has just passed away, so he's smoking alone here with difficulty. As a fellow drifter, Mianmian also feels that she doesn't need to be so sad anymore. In the face of life and death, perhaps all trivial matters can be let go.

  The woman smiled and said, "Hmmm, looking at you, I'm afraid you've also been rejected by someone? You fell in love with a young master, but his family looked down on you..."

  Mò zhān couldn't say a word. It's normal that the woman could guess, after all, this world has been happening for thousands of years, day and night, and women with some experience can see through it at a glance.

  "Little sister, it's not what I said to you, but really, it's not good to compromise yourself for the sake of a young master. Do you think that by compromising and marrying into their family, everything will be okay? Let me tell you, that really doesn't mean anything - even if he marries you, in the future he can still indulge in pleasures and find new prey; while you, stuck in that gilded cage, not only have to live a life of loneliness but also face your in-laws who look down on you every day. That's what I call, worse than death."

  Although the woman didn't say it entirely correctly, Mengyan nodded in agreement. She believed that Jiang Yuanfeng wasn't that kind of philanderer, but the attitude of the Jiang family was about the same.

  "I don't like him because he's a rich young master, I just like him because he is who he is." Mozhen said with a wry smile, "Doesn't it sound a bit hypocritical? Never mind, I'd better not say any more."

  "Sorry, I'll leave first. See you later."

  As he walked to the entrance of the alley, Mo Ze unconsciously turned his head back to take another look at the woman. He hadn't gotten a clear view of her face before, but he had noticed that she looked great in her cheongsam dress, and her hair was styled in an old-fashioned wave pattern that clung tightly to her scalp - but this time when he turned around, where was the figure standing in the shadows of the wall?

  The cicada was stunned, and suddenly understood why it felt like she seemed familiar - her appearance was similar to Maggie Cheung in "In the Mood for Love"; or rather, even more ancient, as if Maggie Cheung wearing a cheongsam was embedded in the background of 1930s Shanghai.

  Perhaps after many rounds of fashion trends, it will eventually return to the classic route.

  After dinner with her mother, Mei Cai quickly retreated into her own room.

  The window suddenly went tap-tap-tap.

  Downstairs is the streetlight, and there's a reflection on the window glass. As a result, moths often fly around in confusion and crash into it, making that slapping sound. When Mo Xiang turned his head to look, he was shocked to find that outside the window, something was indeed flapping its wings, but it wasn't a moth at all...

  It's that rogue magpie outside, fanning the window with its wings, as if it wants to come in.

  Mò zhān didn't know how it found its way here, could only sigh and get up to the window, open the window, "Come in, stupid."

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  I'd rather offend Madam Jiang than betray that person... To be continued in the next update.