CHAPTER 712: CHAPTER 708 GAINING POWER (THIRD UPDATE)

"What? We still have to wait? Why? We paid money too." Old Mrs. Mu asked loudly.

"Ma’am, you’re not the only one who paid. Look at how many people are ahead of you in line!"

The assistant pointed to a line of people at the far right of the clinic, and Mr. Mu was stunned.

"Young man, could you do us a favor? My daughter had a high fever all night, and we rushed from the countryside to the town early this morning just to seek the doctor’s help.

If we delay any longer, my daughter’s life might be at risk..."

Mr. Mu’s deeply lined face was full of sorrow.

"Sir, it’s not that we don’t want to help. Just look, who here isn’t seriously ill and in need of treatment? You still have to wait!"

Old Mrs. Mu’s temper flared up, and she rolled up her sleeves, ready to argue with the clinic assistant.

Mr. Mu feared things would end up like with Zhang Huai Shu, who was denied treatment at the clinic.

Xiangxiang did die.

"Old woman, let it go. You can’t keep arguing, or Xiangxiang’s life will be gone!"

Old Mrs. Mu was seething with anger and happened to see Mu Qingqing standing by with a bruised nose and swollen face. She swung a slap at Mu Qingqing, knocking her to the ground.

The people around them gradually gathered to watch the commotion.

In the street, it’s not uncommon to see people hitting others, but seeing an old woman hit a young girl was rare.

Some began pointing and talking about Old Mrs. Mu.

Old Mrs. Mu put her hands on her hips, shouting, "It’s my granddaughter I’m disciplining, none of your business! Mind your own affairs."

Mu Qingqing was wearing an old silk dress which had faded to a pale color. With her swollen face, people around her gradually started to sympathize with Mu Qingqing.

"Hey, as a grandmother, this is just unacceptable.

Treating her own daughter like a treasure while treating her granddaughter like she’s not human, hitting her so casually.

It’s a sin, a real sin!"

Someone among the patients said.

"Such a pitiful little girl, her face is all swollen!" another person commented.

Mu Qingqing thought for a moment and felt this was her opportunity. Tears as big as beans started to roll down her eyes continuously.

Mu Qingqing pitifully looked at Old Mrs. Mu and said, "Grandma, I’m in so much pain..."

"Pain, pain, pain, is crying out in pain all you can do? If you ask me, you, little burden, should have died along with your wretched mother, such an eyesore!"

Old Mrs. Mu’s rough words echoed in everyone’s ears.

A kind person directly pulled Mu Qingqing aside; it was a well-dressed lady.

"Little girl, you can take my place in line. Get your injuries looked at first. For a young lady, a face is something that can’t be replaced even with money."

By now, it was almost her turn, and by giving her place to Mu Qingqing, Mu Qingqing could almost go in for treatment.

"No, my aunt is still sick; my aunt is more important. Ma’am, can you give your place to my aunt?"

For the first time, Mu Qingqing pretended to be pitiful in front of others.

In the past, she had mostly stayed in the village, interacting only with the villagers.

When she made a mistake, she’d be slapped or pinched by Old Mrs. Mu with no chance to act pitiful.

This time, she dared because she saw people sympathizing with her.

"Little girl, you are so kind-hearted. Where else could someone like you be found in this world? It’s a pity your grandmother doesn’t appreciate it." The lady sighed.

Old Mrs. Mu was furious when she heard this.

"Darn woman, what do you mean by that? How could I not appreciate her? She’s supposed to give up her place for her aunt!"

As Old Mrs. Mu spoke, she directed Mr. Mu to squeeze Mu Xiangxiang into the lady’s spot, succeeding at last.

Suddenly, the people in the clinic were pointing and talking about Old Mrs. Mu and Mr. Mu.

Old Mrs. Mu didn’t care about any of it.

As long as her daughter was fine, nothing else mattered to her.

Mr. Mu blushed red, following alongside Old Mrs. Mu.

Finally, when it was Mu Xiangxiang’s turn for treatment, Mu Qingqing was still crying.

But the lady was heartbroken, holding Mu Qingqing in her arms and softly comforting her, "Don’t cry anymore, don’t cry. I’ll take you to a nearby clinic to have a look. That one’s good too; you don’t have to come to Xinglin Chun."

Mu Qingqing shook her head.

"No, I still have to take care of my aunt, and... I have no money..."

The lady felt deeply upset, seemingly recalling her own daughter.

"You’re still a child, what do you need to take care of your aunt for? I have money. Come with me!"

The lady took Mu Qingqing to see a doctor, then bought her two sets of clean clothes.

Mu Qingqing had never worn such beautiful clothes before. The two sets together cost the lady four taels of silver.

Mu Qingqing realized that this lady was wealthy.

"Madam, I’ll call you Madam, okay? Thank you for doing so much for Qingqing; Qingqing has no way to repay you but to serve you like a horse or an ox." Mu Qingqing said sweetly.

"Enough, it’s just two sets of clothes, nothing expensive.

No need for you to become an animal. Just take better care of yourself in the future."

The lady stroked Mu Qingqing’s head, comforting her.

Mu Qingqing had never been treated so gently before, especially by Old Mrs. Mu, who lashed out whenever in a bad mood.

Her mother, Mrs. Lin, was even more indifferent, wanting to shirk responsibilities whenever possible.

Moreover, she was always dirty, unlike this lady, who even smelled nice when she touched Mu Qingqing’s head.

"Madam, you don’t understand. Qingqing has never been treated this way, so I..." Saying this, Mu Qingqing started crying again.

"Poor little girl," the lady said, full of compassion.

Mu Qingqing sniffed and asked, "Madam, can Qingqing come to visit you in the future? Don’t worry, Qingqing doesn’t want to take advantage of you, but since you treated my illness and bought me clothes, Qingqing wants to repay you when I have money."

The lady thought for a moment and said, "My husband’s family name is Liu. You can call me Mrs. Liu. If you ever have the chance, go to town and ask for the West Lane Liu Family, and people will point you in the right direction."

The lady left, leaving Mu Qingqing still in a daze.

Mu Qingqing casually asked someone by the roadside and learned that the Liu Family was a prominent family in town.

As for Mrs. Liu, she was a well-known charitable figure in town, often distributing porridge and helping the poor, and rarely put on airs when going out.

At that moment, Mu Qingqing suddenly felt that getting beaten was worthwhile.

Maybe she had clung to a tree stronger than her uncle’s and the Qin Family’s.

Thinking of the Qin Family, Mu Qingqing made some inquiries, and what she found out almost shocked her to death.

The Qin Family’s dark history took her a whole cup of tea’s time to listen to.

Afterward, Mu Qingqing thankfully patted her chest.

"With a family like the Qin’s, it’s good for my aunt to become part of them; when she’s cursed to death by Young Master Qin, she can’t blame anyone else."