The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

F{h*F5)%Lj275 In this life, a divine doctor can’t be invited, defying the heavens to change fate [3 more]

This sentence, even Ying Yuexuan herself couldn’t believe when she said it.

Yet, she indeed remembered this number.

She had seen it in the student contact book at the dean’s office.

It was Ying Zijin’s phone number. Ying Yuexuan had even made a point of writing it down, only to throw it away later.

However, her memory was not bad, and she was still able to recall it.

Zhong Manhua was stunned for a moment before her face turned cold, “How could it be her phone number? This is the one given by Shao Ren Hospital. If this were her number, wouldn’t she be a miracle doctor?”

For some reason, she had heard this name more frequently of late.

Zhong Manhua was somewhat irritated.

Ying Yuexuan thought the same and pursed her lips, “Then it might be that I saw it wrong.”

It was plausible that Ying Zijin was good at her studies because she was dedicated and hardworking, but knowledgeable about medicine?

That really was too absurd.

“Don’t mention her again in the future,” Zhong Manhua said as she dialed the number.

However, the phone was hung up after just two rings.

Zhong Manhua was stunned again.

By the time she tried to call back, it was no longer going through.

She had been blocked.

Ying Yuexuan noticed Zhong Manhua’s changing expression, “Mom, what’s the matter?”

“I suspect that the hospital gave the wrong number,” Zhong Manhua said, unwilling to admit such an embarrassing mistake in front of her junior, “I’ll inquire further.”

With that, she dialed the customer service number at Shao Ren Hospital again and repeated her query.

“This is the number of the miracle doctor, you didn’t dial it wrong. As for them not answering?” The customer service agent thought about what the hospital director had said and laughed a bit, their tone growing more distant, “If they do not answer, it means you don’t have a ‘medical destiny’ with the miracle doctor, and they will not make a house call.”

Zhong Manhua almost laughed in anger, “What ‘medical destiny’? Isn’t a doctor’s job to save lives? What’s this about destiny? What superstition?”

“I’m sorry, but these are the miracle doctor’s requirements,” the customer service’s voice cooled, “Since the miracle doctor has already refused you, I need to prepare to notify the next number.”

Before Zhong Manhua could react, the call was ended from the other side.

Zhong Manhua’s face sank bit by bit as she scoffed, “If they won’t treat us, it’s not like Hua Country is so bereft that we can’t find another capable miracle doctor, right?”

Her cordial relationship with Madam Mu was also forged with the intention of seeking out the Meng Family.

Zhong Manhua didn’t know much about the capital’s affairs, so she was unaware that Madam Mu didn’t even have the standing to meet with a member of the Meng Family’s direct lineage.

Zhong Manhua took a deep breath to barely calm her emotions and said, “Xiao Xuan, go back to your studies. I’ll ask the Fu family who it was that cured Old Master Fu.”

**

In a ride-share car.

After Ying Zijin blocked all contact methods from the Ying Family again, she followed Di Wu Yue out of the car.

This was her new phone number.

If not for Zhong Manhua’s call this time, she would have forgotten about the existence of the Ying family altogether.

“This is our Main House,” Di Wu Yue pointed at the signboard, “Though the Di Wu Clan doesn’t go as far back as the Mu family, it still dates back to the Southern and Northern Dynasties.”

“This residence was bestowed to our ancestor by the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and has remained until now.”

Ying Zijin’s expression grew contemplative as she murmured to herself, “It’s still the same old place.”

Last time she was on Earth, she had visited the Di Wu Clan with Di Wu Shaoxian as well.

She hadn’t stayed in Hua Country for a long time, just five years.@@novelbin@@

Back then, it was already the Qing Dynasty.

The Di Wu Clan had traditionally served in the palace through generations.

The so-called Imperial Astronomical Bureau of the ancient times was involved in the same practices as the Astrology System that Norton University has been teaching to this day.

Reading the astrology chart to predict fortune and misfortune.

The ancestral home of the Di Wu Clan was expansive. Ying Zijin followed Di Wu Yue for twenty minutes before they reached an eastern courtyard.

The Di Wu family also owned a large villa in the Central District where most people lived.

Those living there were completely devoid of Divination Ability and had turned to business.

Therefore, despite its breadth, only a few people lived in the ancestral home.

Ying Zijin didn’t say much more; instead, she pointed to the ground, “Sit down and close your eyes.”

Although Di Wu Yue found it strange, she still complied.

Her nature might be unconcerned, but she wasn’t foolish enough to listen to just anyone.

However, Ying Zijin gave her a very amiable feeling, and she held no aversion.

Di Wu Yue didn’t understand why, just like she didn’t know why Ying Zijin insisted on visiting the ancestral home instead of the villa in the Central District.

Ying Zijin sat opposite her and also closed her eyes.

**

Elsewhere.

In the western courtyard.

A middle-aged man was lying in a rocking chair at the center of the courtyard, squinting his eyes and puffing on an old-fashioned smoking pipe.

A servant rushed in from outside and approached the middle-aged man, “Second Master.”

He whispered a few words into his ear.

The middle-aged man’s eyes snapped open, “Really?”

“Absolutely certain,” the servant replied, “Di Wu Yue brought in a stranger, but that person did nothing.”

The few occupants of the Di Wu Clan’s ancestral home were due to the family having fewer and fewer members with Divination Talent over time.

Without the talent for Divination, prolonged residence in the homestead would lead to physical discomfort.

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But it was different for outsiders; without the bloodline of the Di Wu Clan, one simply couldn’t enter.

Unless, of course, they also possessed the Divination Talent, whether it had been developed or not.

This point was still unclear to members of Di Wu Yue’s generation.

The middle-aged man slowly exhaled a ring of smoke and asked, “Where are the family heads?”

“They went to the Ancient Medical Field last night,” the servant replied respectfully. “Di Wu Feng and the others aren’t here either. There are hardly any people in the old residence today. I’m not sure why Di Wu Yue suddenly came back.”

The middle-aged man narrowed his eyes, “That’s good, let’s wait a bit more. Don’t rush for now. Have the people downstairs close the main gate; don’t let anyone leave.”

**

Two hours later.

Ying Zijin finally opened her eyes.

She slowly got up, clenched her fist to her lips, and started coughing violently.

A few seconds later, she lowered her hand, and blood dripped from her fingertips.

Her lips were also tainted with a vivid red.

Against her skin, pale to the point of near transparency, it was a shocking sight.

Di Wu Yue’s expression changed dramatically. She rushed forward to embrace the girl, “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Ying Zijin said indifferently, “I won’t die.”

The karmic effects had weakened by the time they reached Di Wu Yue’s generation.

However, forcefully erasing them now was still somewhat difficult.

Yet, if she did not erase them now, Di Wu Yue would inevitably encounter danger within this month.

“I have medicine here,” Di Wu Yue said hastily as she rummaged through drawers. “This is from the Ancient medical field. Eat it quickly.”

“No need,” Ying Zijin coughed a few more times and then took out some pills she had concocted herself and swallowed them. “Do you feel any changes anywhere?”

Di Wu Yue paused, considered seriously, and then with hesitation she said, “It seems my body feels lighter, and my head isn’t as dizzy.”

“I’m going to sleep for a while. If I don’t wake up before eight o’clock, call this number,” Ying Zijin handed over her phone, “and tell him where I am.”

She didn’t even have the strength to walk out on her own.

She had always been unable to divine her own affairs, nor did she constantly try to.

After all, a person playing a game doesn’t use their skills nonstop.

Moreover, the closer the person was to her, the harder it would be to divine them.

Like Wen Fengmian, Wen Tinglan, and Elder Zhong.

But if they encountered life-and-death crises, she would sense it. This sense could prompt her to divine.

However, that didn’t work for herself.

She wasn’t clear if something might happen to her in the Di Wu Family.

But she had no choice, only in the ancestral home could she change Di Wu Yue’s life pattern.

Di Wu Yue took the phone, “Okay-dokay.”

She looked down at the contact name on the phone.

It wasn’t a name but a title.

Big Brother.

Di Wu Yue didn’t think much of it, assuming he was Ying Zijin’s family member.

But she also saw that in front of this title was an emoji of a pig.

Beyond that, there were no other contacts.

Di Wu Yue was curious, “Sister, what does this pig mean?”

Ying Zijin was already lying on the bed. She closed her eyes, her voice growing weaker, “Someone you can trust with your back…”

Di Wu Yue scratched her head, not quite understanding what she meant.

She closed the bedroom door.

Then she sat in the courtyard to keep watch.

This courtyard was the living area for them, the four siblings.

It was just that today the other three weren’t there.

Di Wu Yue kept watch, and three hours passed just like that.

She glanced at the time and realized it was already half-past seven in the evening, but Ying Zijin had not woken up.

Di Wu Yue, holding Ying Zijin’s phone, thought it over and decided to make the call now.

But just as she was about to tap on “Big Brother,” the courtyard gate was knocked on.

Di Wu Yue immediately became alert, “Who is it?”

The voice of a middle-aged man came from outside.

“It’s your second uncle, Di Wu Hui. I need to speak with you.”

“My brothers aren’t here today,” Di Wu Yue said without intending to let him in, and so did not open the gate, “Please come back another time.”

She was supposed to call him second uncle, but Di Wu Hui wasn’t part of her faction, and they usually had little to do with each other.

Who knew why Di Wu Hui was looking for her at this time?

Di Wu Yue ignored him and dialed the number.

At that moment, the door was kicked open.

Di Wu Hui, twirling Buddha beads and followed by several servants, didn’t bother with Di Wu Yue. He lifted his chin, “Go, bring out the person in the bedroom.”

Di Wu Yue hadn’t expected Di Wu Hui to come for Ying Zijin, but she reacted immediately.

She blocked the bedroom door, “Di Wu Hui, what are you planning to do? I’m warning you, she’s not just anybody, you dare touch her?”

“You must be joking,” to her surprise, Di Wu Hui not only showed no sign of shock, but he also smiled faintly, “Of course, I know she’s not just anybody. How can she block disasters if she’s ordinary?”

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