Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 282 - 283: Miao Qingqing Didn’t Mind

Chapter 282: Chapter 283: Miao Qingqing Didn’t Mind

Song Xiaodong quickly withdrew his hand, and Song Xiaoru immediately turned her head to rebuke him, "What are you doing? Why are you moving your arm randomly?"

Song Xiaodong instantly broke into a sweat. Song Xiaoru’s remark had clearly let his secret slip.

Miao Xuanxuan indeed looked at Song Xiaodong and then squinted his eyes, saying, "Sister Xiaoru, what’s gotten into him?"

"He was hugging me and suddenly pulled his hand away, which startled me. He’s never up to any good."

Song Xiaodong sweated even more and murmured inwardly, ’Sister, you’re really throwing me under the bus here.’

Miao Qingqing cleared her throat and said, "Sister Xiaoru, the bond between you siblings is really nice. Unlike Xuanxuan and me, we’re always quarreling."

After setting down the fruit, Miao Xuanxuan glanced over the faces of Song Xiaodong and Miao Qingqing, grinning, "That’s true. I’m quite envious of Sister Xiaoru and Dongzi. When will we sisters be that close?"

Miao Qingqing flipped her hair back, now feeling more at ease, worried that Song Xiaoru might figure it out, which would be awkward. But whether Miao Xuanxuan got it didn’t bother her, since she had already shared all the little things between her and Song Xiaodong with Miao Xuanxuan.

She rolled her eyes at Miao Xuanxuan, "Don’t stand in front, we want to watch TV."

Miao Xuanxuan muttered an acknowledgment and then came to sit beside Miao Qingqing. While both Song Xiaoru and Miao Qingqing were focused on the TV, she kept glaring fiercely at Song Xiaodong from time to time.

Song Xiaodong felt it was somewhat unjust too. He had always been unable to distinguish between Miao Xuanxuan and Miao Qingqing clearly. Hence, he was particularly careful about their seating arrangement today. However, unbeknownst to him, they had switched places.

Moreover, when he touched Miao Qingqing earlier, she hadn’t shied away. Otherwise, how could he have dared to take further liberties?

Miao Qingqing too, fully aware of his inappropriate advances, could have simply twisted his arm or pinched him, and that would have made him behave. But instead, she let him take liberties.

Oh my god... At that moment, Song Xiaodong suddenly realized something. Miao Qingqing’s actions clearly indicated that she had feelings for him; otherwise, given her personality, why would she allow him such liberties?

Even if Miao Qingqing had forced him to be her boyfriend, Song Xiaodong had merely thought she did it out of spite, to get back at him, never realizing Miao Qingqing had true feelings. Now he finally understood that his initial thoughts were too simple.

Just then, Song Xiaoru’s phone rang. It was Third Aunt calling, and she immediately got up to answer the call on the balcony.

Miao Qingqing swiftly kicked Song Xiaodong on the leg and hissed angrily, "Jerk, that’s for taking advantage of me."

Song Xiaodong sweated profusely. With Miao Xuanxuan witnessing Miao Qingqing’s outburst, he knew he was doomed. Wanting to explain but not knowing how, he just gave an awkward chuckle.

"Qingqing, how did he take advantage of you?" Miao Xuanxuan immediately squinted and asked.

"This jerk... pretended to hug Sister Xiaoru and then reached over to touch me."

Miao Xuanxuan’s smile deepened and he asked, "Touched you, huh? Where did he touch you? Did he touch your butt, or your boobs?"

Miao Qingqing glared at Miao Xuanxuan and retorted, "What are you talking about? If he had touched me there, I would have confronted him long ago. He just touched my... arm."

"Just touched the arm? Oh, come on, you’re exaggerating," Miao Xuanxuan curled his lip, expressing disdain, and said, "Just because I touched your arm, was it really necessary to react like that?"

"Okay, he touched my waist," Miao Qingqing glanced sideways at Song Xiaodong and said, "You jerk, if you dare do that again, see if I’ll let you off."

"Ha... I won’t dare again, I’m heading upstairs," Song Xiaodong quickly tried to escape, feeling that it was perilously dangerous to stay there any longer.

At that moment, Song Xiaoru had just finished her phone call and upon seeing Song Xiaodong, she asked, "Dongzi, where are you going?"

"Nothing much, I’m just going upstairs to lie down for a bit."

"Third Aunt just called me and said that Xian Ping’s job has been arranged."

Song Xiaodong said, "Oh, I had actually forgotten about that. I’ll write a prescription now, and later Shen Ping can prepare the medicine according to it."

Song Xiaodong quickly wrote down a prescription and brought it back.

Miao Qingqing immediately asked, "Can I take a look?"

"Of course," Song Xiaodong handed the prescription directly to her.

Miao Qingqing looked at it briefly. It listed several herbs and their proportions, along with how to simmer them. With her sharp business instincts, she immediately said, "You just handed over the prescription like that, aren’t you afraid of it leaking?"

Song Xiaodong retorted casually, "What’s there to be afraid of?"

Miao Qingqing frowned slightly and said, "If the other party spreads your prescription, won’t that just allow others to profit from your work?"

Song Xiaodong shook his head and replied, "That’s impossible. The same illness can have different symptoms and different body constitutions, which means the medications used are different, even vastly so. That’s why when one person is cured by a medication and recommends it to another, it might not work or could even worsen their condition."

Pausing for a moment, Song Xiaodong continued, "These days, everyone online loves to share their experiences with treating diseases. When sick people hear that someone cured the same illness with some medication, they blindly follow suit, which is utterly wrong. Alas, a lot of people end up doing bad with good intentions."

Miao Qingqing sighed and said, "I see, but it’s such a pity. I thought you had a magical cure for some disease that could be commercialized. That would be a guaranteed profitable business."

"Western medicine can be mass-produced, but with traditional Chinese medicine, it’s really difficult. It completely depends on diagnosing the right medicine for the right person; hence, your idea is actually infeasible. Moreover, to be honest, when it comes to prescribing medicine, I really don’t have an advantage. My main focus has always been acupuncture; the only area I’m somewhat skilled in medicine is in treating liver and gallbladder conditions," he explained.

Miao Qingqing inwardly felt disappointed, thinking she had missed a great opportunity to make money. The profits in pharmaceuticals were indeed exorbitant.

Miao Xuanxuan gave Miao Qingqing a disdainful look and said, "Miao Qingqing, can you think about something other than making money for once?"

"Can I afford to just think about playing all day like you?" Miao Qingqing shot back at Miao Xuanxuan, then turned her gaze to Song Xiaodong, secretly thinking, "I need to tap into this guy’s potential; maybe I really can find a way to make big money."

But on second thought, Song Xiaodong himself was probably like a gold mine. His extraordinary medical skill alone was enough to make him filthy rich. It seemed that making money might really not interest Song Xiaodong all that much.