CHAPTER 346: CHAPTER 300

When Mr. Mo mentioned something about thinking, Lan Tian thought of that girl Zhou Sisi. It seemed that she was the only person in the archaeology department who knew her well. It must be her, but why did she call her?

Upon hearing Mr. Mo mention Mr. Zhang, Lan Tian felt utterly disturbed. That insane person, for no reason at all, why would he think of calling her? There definitely wasn’t anything good coming from him. Thinking about her tragic high school life, even before going to the school, Lan Tian’s scalp was already tingling. However, Lan Tian didn’t dare to share these thoughts with Mr. Mo, otherwise he would scold her for not respecting and honoring her teachers.

With someone like Zhang Shenjing, how could there be any respect for teachers? And to visit him and thank him, Lan Tian would rather throw a basin of foot-washing water at him. It’s already a blessing to not avoid him at school.

Lan Tian suddenly regretted it. She had applied to transfer her school registration back to Shanghai, but was it too late now? It seemed she hadn’t shared her family’s phone number with them. How did these two know her family’s phone number?

"Sisi, what did she say when she called?"

Lan Tian couldn’t think of any reason why Zhou Sisi would call her, as she seldom interacted with her privately and didn’t stay in class for many days.

"She didn’t say much, just asked when you were going to school, and whether you were unwell which is why you took leave. She also mentioned wanting to visit you at home, but Grandpa refused on your behalf since you weren’t home." Actually, Mr. Mo hoped that Lan Tian’s classmates would come over, viewing it as an opportunity to forge good relationships with them, but it was a pity that the chance was missed.

Lan Tian just hummed a response and didn’t continue. She didn’t even bother to ask about that crazy matter.

"That girl called Sisi, according to Grandpa, seems like a good person, even thought to call and ask after you. She’s got a good character. Some day bring her home to play," said Mr. Mo towards the end, instructing Lan Tian to bring her classmates home.

Lan Tian rolled her eyes and didn’t want to bother anymore. Mr. Mo thinks he can discern someone’s character from just a phone call, how pretentious, as if he could ascend to the heavens. She understood now, everyone who inquired about her were good people, and there were no bad people.

The conversation between the granddaughter and grandfather made the time pass quickly, and they reached their home. Mr. Mo still appeared relunctant to end the conversation, but Lan Tian seemed relieved as if released from a burden, having had to continually listen to him praising Zhou Sisi and Zhang Shenjing, which was mentally exhausting.

Lan Tian was returning, so Wu Hongfei didn’t go to the hospital and waited at home instead. Wu Zongyu and Bai Qingqing didn’t go. The eldest disciple Wu Kun and the second disciple Sun Hai went to the hospital, but knowing that Lan Tian was coming back today, they took leave from the hospital earlier to wait with Wu Hongfei in Mr. Mo’s courtyard.

Before they finished a cup of tea, they heard the car from outside the yard, knowing that people had arrived, and the group headed towards the front gate. Bai Qingqing felt a bit of discomfort inside. Mr. Mo was highly skilled and respected. It was appropriate for them to receive Mr. Mo, but why should they also go to receive Lan Tian, a girl from an unknown mountain, who only knew a little of the basics? Even their master had to bring them along.

Just because she was Mr. Mo’s granddaughter, so the third senior brother also had to regard her highly.

Bai Qingqing had thoughts inside, but her face was still cold. She glanced inadvertently towards Wu Zongyu, and seeing his gaze towards the entrance, the bitterness in her heart intensified. When would her senior brother ever see her existence? There was a Mei Lan before, and now there is a Lan Tian.

In the past, she had always been ahead of Mei Lan; she was a renowned talented girl from the medical university and also a disciple of Wu Hongfei, which made many people envious and jealous of her. At that time, Mei Lan was just an ordinary student at Jing University, when suddenly someone dispatched her to Mr. Jiao’s doorstep, becoming Mr. Jiao’s closed-door disciple, and gained instant fame. However, Bai Qingqing wasn’t envious because she had her senior brother beside her.

Later on, she discovered that her senior brother was also close to Mei Lan, which made Bai Qingqing feel truly distressed for a while. There were times when she thought how good it would be if Mei Lan just disappeared.

Mei Lan didn’t disappear, but after her senior brother and Old Mo returned from a trip to their hometown, her senior brother began to neglect sleep and meals, spending all day immersed in Old Mo’s medical room reading books, and he no longer sought Mei Lan’s company. During that period, she felt truly happy, especially since her senior brother enjoyed wandering around Antique Street and purchasing some rare and odd items. Only after meeting Lan Tian did she realize, the change in her senior brother was all because of this woman.

When she heard them saying that Mei Lan had disappeared, unable to be found for several days, Bai Qingqing didn’t quite believe it. That woman was so good at garnering attention, how could she possibly disappear? Bai Qingqing made several trips to Jing University on purpose and truly didn’t see her, only then did she believe what they said was true.

Whether Mei Lan disappeared or not had nothing to do with her, but now her senior brother no longer liked to seek out Mei Lan. If only Lan Tian could disappear just like Mei Lan, Bai Qingqing spitefully thought. As she was lost in her thoughts, she already saw Lan Tian entering with Old Mo.

Lan Tian saw a group of people at the door, looked sideways at Old Mo, and silently followed him inside.

"Uncle Master." Lan Tian still upheld the necessary courtesy.

"You’re back, girl, you’ve worked hard!" Wu Hongfei originally intended to call his senior disciple to fetch Lan Tian’s luggage, but upon seeing her empty-handed, he deftly changed the subject.

Lan Tian simply smiled and didn’t respond.

"Let’s talk back in the room," Old Mo said at once, leading everyone inside.

Old Mo slowly sipped his tea while Lan Tian held her teacup, gently stirring the tea leaves and occasionally taking a sip, her eyes scanning the room. Wu Hongfei and his disciples were all present, none missing, feeling almost like a family meeting was being held.

No one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room was somewhat heavy.

As for Lan Tian’s whereabouts, except Wu Hongfei who knew she went to treat someone, Wu Zongyu probably guessed a bit, but the rest were unaware. The commotion that day was merely regarded as Old Mo visiting a particular patient. When Old Mo initially returned and visited that patient’s home, their actions were as secretive as the underground Party, becoming an accustomed behavior to them.

After a while, it was still Wu Hongfei who opened his mouth.

"Master, how is it? Is that person better?" Wu Hongfei did not directly ask Lan Tian, but instead asked Old Mo. This strategy of his had two considerations: in case the young lady really cured that person, asking her directly could expose her, potentially bringing her trouble. The strange illness that not even elements of their group could cure was unexpectedly cured by the young lady as soon as she arrived. With so many influential figures in Beijing always seeking help, neither treating nor refusing treatment was good. Moreover, he saw that Old Mo’s granddaughter was not someone to casually treat patients, and it was also to avoid discouraging the other disciples.

Lan Tian looked up at him, her impression of Wu Hongfei improved by a notch. Old Mo sipped his tea, placed down his teacup, and looked at his grown disciple with satisfaction. Even though this disciple had limited development in the medical field, he managed human relationships rather smoothly.