Madam's Awakening Shocks The Whole World-Chapter 106 - 104: The Out-of-Control Qin Qin (First Update)

Chapter 106: Chapter 104: The Out-of-Control Qin Qin (First Update)

Qin Qin rushed to the presidential suite’s bathroom as quickly as she could, changed her clothes, and took a shower.

She grabbed her toothbrush and viciously brushed her teeth. Half an hour later, Qin Qin looked at herself in the mirror, her charming lips swollen and even more radiant, and she gritted her teeth in anger.

She didn’t want to encounter him again! Scoundrel, thug! A total rake!

Not wanting to think about it anymore, Qin Qin directly entered her space. Her furious aura was so palpable that both Xiao Fong and Xiao Bai could feel it, and they hid to one side, timidly watching Qin Qin.

"Xiao Fong, prepare me for training." She needed to vent her frustration.

"Master, your foot is still injured!" Xiao Fong peeked out from behind a tree.

Qin Qin looked down at her foot and clenched her teeth viciously.

She truly lost control today.

Calming herself, Qin Qin directly picked some Safflower and Chicken’s Blood Vine, concocted a medicated ointment for fall injuries, and applied it to herself.

Since she couldn’t train like this today, she could only practice "Heavenly Spirit."

Three hours later, Qin Qin opened her eyes and took a deep breath.

Outside the space, Qin Qin’s phone had received several text messages. She left the space, took out her phone from her handbag, and checked them.

Seeing the information on her phone, Qin Qin’s expression darkened, and she immediately checked out of the hotel and left Jingdu City overnight.

When Jiang Qingtian finally managed to leave his house and called Qin Qin, he was greeted with the shutdown tone of her phone. He felt a subtle unease—perhaps she was blaming him for abandoning her yesterday. Thinking this, Jiang Qingtian hurried to the six-star hotel, only to find out that Qin Qin had already checked out and left.

Jiang Qingtian stood in the lobby of the six-star hotel, his expression unchanging, his demeanor slightly forlorn.

Could it be that she was angry and didn’t even tell him before leaving?

If Qin Qin were here, she would definitely tell Jiang Qingtian that he was overthinking it. She had an urgent matter that caused her to leave, having completely forgotten that she had promised to give him a Life-Nourishing Pill, not to mention forgetting to inform him of her departure.

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Lao Wan felt she could barely leave the house anymore. Yesterday at the Lin Family’s place, her mouth twisted inexplicably. Her father immediately took her to the hospital, where the doctors told her there was no treatment. She was so angry that she cried all night until her eyes were swollen.

Mother Lao hadn’t attended the banquet the previous day because she felt a bit unwell. It wasn’t until her husband and daughter returned late at night that she saw her daughter’s mouth horribly twisted and learned that it was incurable. Mother Lao immediately comforted her daughter, promising to seek help from a member of the Divine Doctor Sect for Lao Wan, which finally calmed her down.

Early the next morning, Mother Lao called Divine Doctor Jin, a member of the Divine Doctor Sect with whom she was acquainted. Divine Doctor Jin soon arrived at the Lao Family mansion to treat Lao Wan with acupuncture, but it had no effect, and Lao Wan’s mouth remained twisted.

"How can this be? No, it’s impossible!" Divine Doctor Jin exclaimed in disbelief.

Mother Lao clutched Divine Doctor Jin’s arm and pleaded, "Divine Doctor Jin, you must save my daughter. Her mouth can’t stay like this forever."

Divine Doctor Jin’s complexion turned somewhat unsightly, as he hesitated for a moment before looking at Lao Wan, "Why don’t you try seeking out Miss Jing." Outside, members of the Divine Doctor Sect would refer to Jing Zhimei as Miss Jing, only within the sect would they call her the Sect Master.

Mother Lao’s originally dim expression instantly brightened, revealing a joyful smile, "Yes, Wanwan, Mom will take you to see Miss Jing. With Miss Jing’s abilities, she will surely be able to cure you."

Lao Wan also brightened up, "Mom, please take me to see Miss Jing quickly."

Lao Wan’s speech was somewhat unclear, Mother Lao hurriedly nodded and quickly took Lao Wan to the Jing Family.

The previous day, Old Madam Jing suddenly felt unwell. It was said that Jing Zhimei had watched over Old Madam Jing all night, which was why she didn’t attend the banquet. This had led countless people to feel that Jing Zhimei was extremely filial, truly deserving of being Jingdu City’s number one lady—beautiful, capable, and with a filial heart. They wondered who would be able to marry such a perfect person.

The Jing Family could be considered a very legendary clan in Jingdu City. Old Master Jing passed away early, and the current prosperity of the Jing Family was entirely due to the efforts of Old Madam Jing. She elevated what was once a second-rate noble family to become one of the four top-tier aristocratic families of Jingdu City. Old Madam Jing had a great relationship with Old Master Jing, but their happiness was brief. Shortly after giving birth to her second son, Old Master Jing died unexpectedly, leaving behind a widow and orphans.

Old Madam Jing, under immense pressure, struggled and worked hard with her two young sons, ultimately elevating the Jing Family to become one of the Four Great Noble Families.

Now, Old Madam Jing was already old, and her health was often poor. If it weren’t for Jing Zhimei’s meticulous care each year, she might have already passed away.

Old Madam Jing had two sons; the two brothers were harmonious—the elder son opened many hospitals, while the younger son managed all of the Jing Family’s medicinal factories and herbal shops.

Inside the grand residence of the Jing Family, Jing Zhimei came downstairs from the second floor, tiredly rubbing her eyes. Having watched over her grandmother all night, she felt a bit worn out and fatigued.

In the dining room, a woman about a year or two older than Jing Zhimei sat at her place eating her meal. Watching Jing Zhimei coming down, she couldn’t help but speak with jealousy, "What, done with your devoted care? Be careful not to run yourself into the ground!"

This woman, named Jing Zhilei, was the daughter of Jing Zhimei’s paternal uncle, currently holding the position of the director in their own family hospital.

Ever since she was young, Jing Zhilei was jealous of this naturally intelligent sister who was also prettier than her, even having been accepted by the Divine Doctor Sect’s Sect Master.

From childhood to adulthood, she saw her grandmother’s preference for this sister over herself, which made jealousy fill her heart, prompting her to constantly mock and ridicule Jing Zhimei.

And why was it that her father, also a son of her grandmother, had only a few dilapidated hospitals, while her uncle got the entire Jing Family? Her father was content without any complaints, but she was not. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

"What is sister saying? I don’t understand?!" Jing Zhimei sat down opposite Jing Zhilei, her smile shallow and tender. Her stunning visage was on display in front of Jing Zhilei, causing her to clench her teeth in envy.

Even after pulling an all-nighter, it seemed as if heaven also favored Jing Zhimei; her delicate skin still looked tender and captivating. Unlike herself, she dared not stay up late, which was why she only stayed up for a while last night before going back to sleep.

This morning, hearing from the servant that Jing Zhimei had actually stayed up all night, she was so angry that she almost shattered the plate on her table. This Jing Zhimei had such deep schemes—don’t think that just because you stayed with grandma all night, you’re so great.

Although she held jealousy in her heart, Jing Zhilei had to admit that Jing Zhimei’s medical skills were far more superior than hers. The current Old Madam Jing entirely relied on Jing Zhimei’s Life-Nourishing Pills and other Medicinal Pills to have lived until now.

If only... if only she had Jing Zhimei’s abilities, then she wouldn’t have to endure these grievances every day.

"Hmph, others may not know your true face, but do you think I don’t? Jing Zhimei, strip off your mask, don’t you know how ugly you are?" Jing Zhilei glared at Jing Zhimei with envy.

Jing Zhimei elegantly set down her cutlery, wiped her mouth, and then raised a gentle and beautiful smile, "Sister, what exactly do you want to say?"