Chapter 6: Chapter 6: Waste_1
Translator: 549690339
It has to be said, these four subordinates guessed quite accurately.
Although Qiao Xiaren was adopted at a young age by this mysterious old doctor, she was nonetheless left on the mountain by her own parents. Her biological parents lived at the foot of the mountains in Shanshui Town, but Qiao Xiaren had not come down the mountain for a full 17 years, and naturally, she hadn't seen her so-called biological parents.
According to her teacher, her father accrued many high-interest loans due to his gambling addiction, which her mother could not bear and sobbed every day. Unable to care for Xiaren, her father simply sent her to the mountain when she was still a baby. That's when the master took her in as a pupil.
It was said that she was different from the other children in the village from the moment she was born, her skin was fair and transparent, unlike the other wrinkled faces of newborns.
Before she was reborn, she wasn't clear about her origins and always assumed that her parents were the bitter couple at the foot of the mountain. It was only later that she discovered she was adopted.
As for why her surname was Qiao, it was because her master randomly found this character on a handkerchief that came with her. So, he simply named her Qiao.
At this time, Qiao Xiaren was unaware of how closely her future would be related to this name.
"Xiaren, are you sure you want to treat Si Limo's little sister? This isn't a joke. Have you considered the consequences if you can't cure Si Zhilan's illness?"
Naturally, everyone's gaze fell on Qiao Xiaren. Whether they were amazed or questioning, nothing could shake Qiao Xiaren. Her previous life's eight years in the entertainment circle had already forged her into an impregnable fortress, impenetrable to both criticism and weapons.
No matter what kind of comments, even if someone insulted her to her face, calling her a vixen, she could always maintain her composure without giving them a second glance.
How could this be a behaviour of a girl who isn't even 17 yet? The subordinates silently marvelled, not able to resist mumbling to themselves.
"Don't worry, Master. If my medical skills are inadequate, I will willingly accept punishment." Qiao Xiaren firmly said. Her master did not say anything else, but the subordinate who had spoken earlier sighed and opened his mouth to speak.
"Don't be scared, girl. If you can't cure Si Limo, you won't really be punished. We live in a civilized era now, not the ancient times of war and killing. Besides, although our Master Si always keeps a straight face and seems difficult to deal with, he is actually a very good person."
Qiao Xiaren just smiled at his words.
Si Limo's ability to subconsciously make his subordinates defend him demonstrated his high prestige. Generally, such people are not only more skillful; they're also terrifying men, not the nice people they claimed to be.
Qiao Anchu became a bit upset upon hearing this. Was he going to let Qiao Xiaren snatch this great opportunity away? Following his thoughts, he voiced his objection, but was interrupted by the master.
"Anchu, go back to your room and read."
Seeing the master's stern gaze, Qiao Anchu was furious inside and bit his lip, looking extremely unwilling. How could his unworthy and clumsy Qiao Xiaren replace him? Has his master gone mad?
Watching Qiao Anchu's retreating figure, Qiao Xiaren's mouth curled up into an unfathomable arc. Is he upset now? Well, there were more things to come that would enrage him.
As Qiao Xiaren withdrew her gaze, she found the subordinate giving her an honest smile, "Xiaren, please come with us. The health of our Master Si's sister now totally depends on you. If Zhilan can recover, Master Si won't treat you unfairly."
The master waved his hand, "Go, girl. I'm a bit tired. We'll wait for you to have dinner when you come back, I'll go to my room and rest."
Qiao Xiaren did not say a word but simply grasped her master's hand. His hand was full of calluses, rough but warm. Sighing silently in her heart, the master's health was indeed poor.
"Master, I will definitely not let you down." Qiao Xiaren's tone was very light, revealing firm resolve.
She turned to the subordinates, "I'll change my clothes first. Please wait in the courtyard."
They nodded in understanding, each of them returned to the run-down courtyard. A few robust men standing there added a hint of elegance to the dilapidated yard.
The master, watching Qiao Xiaren's retreating figure, radiated a glint of brightness from his muddy yet astute eyes. "Xiaren, it's up to you to change your fate in this life."
Qiao Xiaren headed straight back to her room, only to find Qiao Anchu standing at her door, arms crossed looking at her superciliously. Qiao Anchu had always been prideful and felt superior over others.
"Need something, Sister?"
Qiao Xiaren's posture and tone were a bit casual, and mist shrouded her deep ink-black eyes, such that no one inscrutable could decipher them.
"Pass on the opportunity to go see Master Si to me!"
Hearing Qiao Anchu's commanding tone, Qiao Xiaren only glanced at her arrogant demeanor dismissively and threw out a few words lightly, "Why should I?"
Did this woman think that she had the right to bully her, and so it was only natural for Qiao Xiaren to give in to her? Ha, that's amusing!
Qiao Anchu thought that Qiao Xiaren would obediently compromise. She hadn't expected this Ming tension rebuke along with a provoking question: Why should I?
This good-for-nothing, dares to provoke her?
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