At this moment, Shangguan Zheng stood sincerely in front of Song Hua.
He was fully prepared for Song Hua to embarrass him.
After all, he hadn't given Song Hua a good look before.
Anyone else would probably not forgive him easily.
Song Hua stood in front of Shangguan Zheng, her tone soft as she spoke, "I'm young, it's only natural for Mr. Shangguan to have doubts about me. It's good that the misunderstanding is resolved, there's no need to dwell on it."
Hearing this, Shangguan Zheng felt even more ashamed.
Song Hua was only in her teens, yet she had such magnanimity, making him, an adult, feel embarrassed!
If it were anyone else, they probably wouldn't be as magnanimous as Song Hua.
Like the old miracle doctor Wu.
Just because of a few words from Cheng Lin, the old miracle doctor Wu insisted that Cheng Lin apologize to him personally.
But Song Hua not only didn't ask him to apologize, but also comforted him, telling him not to take it to heart.
Madam Cheng on the side was also slightly stunned, her eyes full of admiration.
This young girl was not only beautiful and had excellent medical skills, but she also had a great sense of propriety. She was truly remarkable.
She wondered how her parents had raised her.
For a moment, Madam Cheng even wanted to meet Song Hua's parents and learn from them.
Madam Cheng smiled and asked, "Miss Song, are you also from Jiang City?"
"Yes," Song Hua nodded slightly.
Madam Cheng continued, "Which school do you attend?"
"I'm at Beiqiao."
Madam Cheng's eyes lit up upon hearing this, "Beiqiao is the best high school in our Jiang City!"
Her son had also wanted to get into Beiqiao.
Unfortunately, he was ten points short.
Cheng Yu'ang had pulled many strings, but still couldn't get his son in.
This was one of Madam Cheng's regrets.
Learning that Song Hua was studying at Beiqiao High School, she exclaimed with emotion, "Miss Song, which grade are you in this year?"
"Senior year," Song Hua replied.
Madam Cheng smiled and said, "Then she's the same as our Tao Tao."
Shangguan Yingying happily took out her phone and took various selfies. Since her facial injury, she hadn't opened her phone's front camera.
Then, Shangguan Yingying seemed to remember something, "Miss Song, let's add each other on WeChat! We can go shopping and have milk tea together when we have time."
Hearing about milk tea, Song Hua's eyes brightened, and she took out her phone, "Okay."
Song Hua's WeChat name was simple.
Just two English letters.
SH.
Her WeChat profile picture was a very cute little kitten.
Shangguan Yingying liked cats very much and asked with a smile, "Miss Song, is this your cat?"
"Yes," Song Hua nodded slightly.
"So cute," Shangguan Yingying continued, "What's its name?"
"Mantou."
Inside the room.
Cheng Lin took out a bank card.
Shangguan Zheng followed her in, "Is this bank card for Miss Song?"
"Yes," Cheng Lin nodded.
Shangguan Zheng asked, "How much money is in it?"
"Ten thousand," Cheng Lin replied.
Shangguan Zheng frowned slightly.
Cheng Lin said speechlessly, "Miss Song healed Yingying's face, and you still think ten thousand is too much?"
"I think ten thousand is too little. Send me the card number, and I'll transfer some more."
Cheng Lin smiled and said, "That's more like it."
Soon, the couple came out of the room. Cheng Lin handed the bank card to Song Hua, "Miss Song, thank you very much for healing our Yingying. This is a small token of our appreciation, please accept it."
Song Hua didn't decline and generously accepted the bank card, "Thank you."
Cheng Lin smiled and said, "Miss Song, you deserve it."
Cheng Lin then invited Song Hua to stay for dinner.
But Song Hua had other things to do in the afternoon and declined. Most importantly, she was craving the spicy hot pot from the roadside.
Before leaving, Song Hua instructed, "Miss Shangguan, although you have now fully recovered, you still need to be careful with your diet. Soy sauce and spicy food should be avoided."
"How long do I need to avoid them?" Shangguan Yingying asked.
Song Hua said, "Two weeks."
"Okay," Shangguan Yingying nodded.
After explaining the precautions, Song Hua prepared to leave.
Watching Song Hua's departing figure, Madam Cheng walked up to Cheng Yu'ang and sighed, "Before, when you said how excellent Miss Song was, I didn't believe it. But seeing her now, she really is unmatched."
Cheng Yu'ang smiled and said, "Am I the kind of person who talks nonsense?"
Song Hua rode her bicycle along the road.
When she reached an intersection, a Land Rover suddenly rushed out from the side road.
It was almost without warning.
Song Hua didn't have time to brake.
Bang!
In the next second, the bicycle was knocked to the ground.
Fortunately, she swerved in time and wasn't seriously injured, only scraping her knee a little.
"Boss, we hit someone."
The driver looked nervously at the man in the back seat.
The man narrowed his beautiful fox-like eyes, "Get out and take a look."
"Okay."
The driver opened the car door and got out, helping Song Hua lift her bicycle, "Little girl, are you alright? I'm so sorry! I was driving a bit fast. There are usually very few people on this road."
It was precisely because there were few people that he dared to drive so fast.
Song Hua lowered her head to check the wound on her knee, "It's nothing serious, just a little scratch."
"That's good," the driver breathed a sigh of relief, then continued, "Little girl, let me take you to the hospital to have it checked."
"There's no need for the hospital. I have other things to do. Uncle, please be more careful driving next time." If she hadn't swerved quickly today, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Okay, okay, thank you, little girl."
After speaking, the driver immediately jogged back to the car, "Boss, that little girl who was hit said she's fine, we can go."
Hearing this, the man sitting in the car looked out the window and saw Song Hua riding her bicycle over at that moment.
The girl was riding a bicycle, her silky black hair fluttering in the wind, her eyes and eyebrows like a painting.
She was very beautiful and also very familiar.
The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and the scene he had witnessed at the herbal medicine market that day quickly flashed before his eyes.
The Song family.
Zhou Lei excitedly came to Song Baoyi's room, "Baoyi!"
"What's wrong?" Song Baoyi, who was reading a book, turned her head.
Zhou Lei continued, "Do you know there's a violin competition next month?"
"Yes."
Song Baoyi nodded.
"Have you signed up?" Zhou Lei asked.
Song Baoyi said, "I'm not interested in that."
Song Baoyi had won so many trophies that she was tired of them. She had won nine trophies for the violin alone and didn't want to waste time participating in such a low-level competition.
In her opinion, everyone who participated in the competition was a weakling, offering no challenge at all. She would rather spend that time at home reading more medical books to improve herself.
"You must sign up for this one," Zhou Lei said.
"Why?" Song Baoyi asked.
Zhou Lei said, "I heard that Mr. Xianting will also attend this event."
"Mr. Xianting?" Song Baoyi was a little disbelieving, "Is your news reliable? Why would he come to Jiang City to attend such an event?"
"Absolutely reliable!" Zhou Lei added, "Even Bai Mei has signed up. I also heard that Mr. Xianting's ancestral home is in Jiang City."
"Really?" Song Baoyi narrowed her eyes.
Bai Mei was the eldest daughter of the Bai family and the same age as Song Baoyi.
She was also the only person in Jiang City who could be compared to Song Baoyi.
Song Baoyi was the number one talented woman, and Bai Mei was the second.
Bai Mei was naturally aloof and independent, rarely showing up in public, and had never participated in any talent competitions.
Even Bai Mei had signed up, so this matter was definitely not just an empty rumor.