Pregnant After Healing the Alpha-Chapter 377 - 366: Qiao Jing’s Dual Identity is Revealed

Chapter 377 -366: Qiao Jing’s Dual Identity is Revealed

The next day at noon.

Qiao Jing left the research institute and took a taxi to Han Zhiyu’s collection gallery.

She went straight to the reception room where Han Zhiyu was seated, waiting for her.

“Mr. Han.”

When Han Zhiyu saw Qiao Jing, his eyes brightened, and he smiled.

“Miss Qiao, you’ve arrived. I’ve already prepared the tea.”

He pushed the tea he had already brewed in front of Qiao Jing.

Qiao Jing nodded and sat down across from Han Zhiyu.

“Thank you.”

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Han Zhiyu extended his hand in front of Qiao Jing, waiting for her to take his pulse.

Qiao Jing’s fingertips touched Han Zhiyu’s pulse and, after a moment, she withdrew her hand.

“Mr. Han, your recovery is progressing very well. Continue with this momentum, and following the previous prescription to get your medicine will be just fine.”

A hint of joy emerged in the depths of her eyes; Han Zhiyu’s illness was almost fully healed.

Lou Pinshu approached the entrance to the reception room and discovered the door was open.

Just as he was about to walk in, he inadvertently overheard the conversation inside.

Han Zhiyu’s voice carried through.

“Miss Qiao, I have a question, and I’m not sure if I should ask.”

Qiao Jing nodded and took a sip of tea.

“You don’t need to be polite with me, just speak your mind.”

Han Zhiyu watched Qiao Jing’s face for quite a while before he furrowed his brow, looking very troubled.

“Although my health is gradually improving, I’m getting older, and this old body can’t keep up much longer. I’m estimating that it won’t be long before I plan to retire.”

Qiao Jing lifted her eyes to look at Han Zhiyu, feeling a bit regretful inside.

After all, Han Zhiyu was at the pinnacle of the domestic art and calligraphy field, and she found his artwork to be truly legendary.

“You certainly deserve a good rest.”

But indeed, Han Zhiyu was already of an advanced age, and retirement seemed the better choice.

A look of reluctance appeared on Han Zhiyu’s face as he frowned deeply.

“Miss Qiao and I have known each other for a while now, and you should know that it’s really tough for me to let go of my career, which is why I have been hesitant to retire.”

Qiao Jing hummed in acknowledgment and nodded slowly.

This she definitely knew; otherwise, Han Zhiyu would have retired when he fell ill before.

After saying this, Han Zhiyu stopped beating around the bush and revealed his inner thoughts.

“I wonder, Miss Qiao, if you would be interested in inheriting my mantle? I would impart all of my lifelong learning to you, and I would like you to help carry on my legacy.”

Qiao Jing furrowed her brows slightly. She knew that Han Zhiyu was indeed old and that retirement was the better choice for him.

However…

Before she could respond, Han Zhiyu continued.

“Miss Qiao and I have known each other for some time, and you know how difficult it is for me to part with this art, which is why I’ve been hesitant to retire.” Han Zhiyu’s face showed a look of reluctance as he frowned deeply.

Qiao Jing hummed in acknowledgment and nodded slowly.

“I’m sorry, Mr. Han, although I do have some knowledge of traditional painting, I’ve only pursued it as a hobby and I do not have the ability to inherit your mantle.”

She not only had to attend to matters of the research institute but also to see patients, and on top of that, she was already pregnant.

Despite regret, she truly didn’t have the energy to take on learning anything new.

Han Zhiyu could see the concerns in Qiao Jing’s heart, as he himself had witnessed how Jiang Yu, with only a little mentoring from him, was able to achieve what many couldn’t attain with years of effort.

Reflecting on this, Han Zhiyu continued to persuade her.

“I know that as Professor Qiao, you’re busy with the research institute and, being Divine Doctor Jing, you need to treat patients, but I could teach you in your free time.”

This sentence was like a nuclear bomb that exploded in Lou Pinshu’s heart.

What?!

Not only was Qiao Jing the Divine Doctor Jing?

But also the legendary Professor Qiao?!!

This—how could this be possible…

How old was Qiao Jing?

Although he had long suspected that Qiao Jing’s identity was not that simple, he had never imagined.

It would be like this!!!

These two names had spread throughout the entire empire, but they had never shown their faces, always keeping a low profile and maintaining their mystery.

At the same time, what he did not expect was that Professor Qiao and Divine Doctor Jing turned out to be the same person!!

Professor Qiao, Divine Doctor Jing, the initials of these two names combined phonetically, just happened to be Qiao Jing’s name!

This was too unbelievable!

The pleasant voice of Qiao Jing rang out again.

“Sorry, my abilities are really not enough.”

Han Zhiyu understood what Qiao Jing meant and sighed.

“Alright, I understand.”

Lou Pinshu did not stay any longer, and he also gave up the idea of having Han Zhiyu take Lou Xinrou as his disciple.

Furthermore, he was more doubtful about the previous claim that Qiao Jing had pushed Jiang Ling down the stairs.

However, there were no surveillance cameras to confirm who actually pushed Jiang Ling, and since the other party said that the mother and child were safe and would not dwell on the matter, it ultimately came to nothing.

Suddenly, scenes where Lou Xinrou targeted Qiao Jing everywhere popped into his mind.

Lou Pinshu had previously wondered why Qiao Jing never paid attention to his granddaughter, but now he realized that the other party disdained to speak with his granddaughter; it seemed somewhat beneath her.

He hurriedly left the gallery and went home, then continued to prepare for his own birthday banquet.

Shortly after, Qiao Jing also left the gallery. Just as she walked out the door and was about to hail a taxi, a familiar car stopped in front of her.

The car window slowly rolled down, revealing the exceptionally handsome face of Zhan Qipei.

“I’ve come to take you home.”

The man’s voice was as melodious as if it had been drawn from a cello, and the gaze he laid on Qiao Jing was even more gently indulgent.

Facing such a gaze, Qiao Jing’s heart accidentally fluttered for a moment.

She quickly looked away and got into the car.

As soon as she got in the car, she noticed an invitation card placed on the car’s armrest box.

She was curious and looked at the cover of the invitation.

Before she could examine it closely, Zhan Qipei noticed Qiao Jing’s gaze from the corner of his eye and explained to her.

“It’s Lou Pinshu’s birthday banquet, inviting both of us to go together, will you come?”

Upon hearing the character “Lou,” Qiao Jing slightly furrowed her brow but did not respond to Zhan Qipei’s question.

She picked up the invitation card and, once opened, found the invited names were hers and Zhan Qipei’s, connected together.

Even her name was in front of Zhan Qipei’s.

Qiao Jing put the invitation card back and agreed to go.

“Hmm.”

She had no particular fondness for the Lou family, and if the invitation had only included Zhan Qipei’s name, she would not have gone.

But since her name was also on the invitation, she decided to attend the banquet.

However, regarding her name being placed in front of Zhan Qipei’s, she did not care much about that.

Su Manhan’s call suddenly came in, her tone still carrying a bit of worry.

“Qiao Jing, did you receive an invitation from the Lou family?”