Chapter 503: The True Lead Surgeon of Old Master Jiang’s Surgery

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation  Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

years ago, on Old Master Jiang’s birthday, Wen Huai was a guest of honor. Although the relationship was unclear, they seemed very familiar with each other.

Unable to refuse Mu Chengxi, Wen Huai reluctantly approached, and as he passed by the men in black in the courtyard, one of them suddenly stood straight and greeted him.

“Young Master Wen…”

Seeing the man in black greet Wen Huai, the butler immediately remembered Wen Huai’s identity. He stood there, shocked, watching the backs of Wen Huai and Wen Xin, his heart pounding.

This…this…he finally understood. Wen Xin had confronted Alfredo at Old Master Ou’s birthday banquet, and Alfredo hadn’t retaliated or resisted at all.

So Miss Wen’s identity… was not so simple.

Wen Huai frowned at the man in black, impatiently responded, and then followed Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi into Old Madam Mu’s living room.

As Mu Chengxi entered the living room, Jiang Linyan, sitting beside Old Master Jiang, immediately showed a shy expression.

However, her face fell when she saw the cold and stunning girl beside Mu Chengxi. She felt annoyed inside, believing that someone like Wen Xin did not deserve to be here.

“Little Yao and little Xin Xin are back, come sit. Butler, could you prepare some fruit for them?”

As Old Madam Mu invited Wen Xin and Mu Chengxi to sit, she introduced Wen Xin to Old Master Jiang, “Old Master Jiang, this is the granddaughter-in-law I’ve been telling you about. In four or five months, when she turns twenty, they can get married!”

Old Madam Mu smiled continuously while speaking, her affection for Wen Xin evident as she looked at her joyously.

“Little Xin Xin, this is Old Master Jiang. I heard from Chengxi last time that it was you who performed his surgery…”

“Madam Mu, are you sure about that? My grandfather’s surgery was performed at the research institute by the institute’s ‘golden right hand,’ Sun Miao. How did it become Miss Wen’s achievement?” Jiang Linyan nearly lost her composure upon hearing Old Madam Mu’s introduction and learning that Wen Xin was the doctor who had treated her grandfather. She couldn’t stand it.

She had used many connections to attribute this achievement to Sun Miao and could not allow Old Madam Mu’s comment to ruin this, nor could she let her grandfather know that Wen Xin was the one who saved him.

Wen Xin, with a disdainful smile, then casually took a seat on a chair nearby, her demeanor relaxed and carefree.

“Miss Jiang may not know that before Old Master Jiang’s surgery, Sun Miao’s right hand was already unusable. I’m not one to take undue credit, but I dislike others taking credit for my work.”

“If the institute’s people could have treated Old Master Jiang, they wouldn’t have waited until he was almost beyond help to operate. Do you understand what I’m saying now?”

Wen Xin sat lazily next to Old Madam Mu, embodying the posture of the lady of the house. Even in Old Master Jiang’s presence, she did not regard him highly, let alone a constantly troublesome Jiang Linyan.

Jiang Linyan was left speechless by Wen Xin’s words. She knew about Sun Miao’s arm problem; it had been a long time since he had held a surgical scalpel.

However, Jiang Linyan had found a good excuse for Sun Miao, that the surgery on her grandfather was so challenging it injured his arm.

Initially, those involved in the surgery had entered M Organization’s medical team through Wen Xin’s connections, and only a few knew the truth.

Later, no one spoke of it again, and Sun Miao naturally took credit for Wen Xin’s achievements.

Old Master Jiang, watching Wen Xin sitting casually with her legs crossed, felt as if he was seeing someone from his past.

“Young Master Wen, why aren’t you going in?” The butler, carrying a tray of fruit, came from outside and saw Wen Huai standing at the door, lost in thought.

Being named by the butler, Wen Huai reluctantly walked in from outside and politely greeted Old Madam Mu.

“Grandma Mu, long time no see…”

Then he turned to Old Master Jiang, his smile somewhat restrained, “Godfather.”

“What are you doing here, you scoundrel? Why haven’t you come to see me since I fell ill? Ma Wenyuan told me you were busy studying and didn’t tell you, but you didn’t come back to the capital even after your exams were over.”

Old Master Jiang, seeing Wen Huai, showed a blustering expression. If it weren’t for being at the Mu family’s home, he might have made an even bigger fuss.

“Godfather, you’ve just recovered; you shouldn’t get angry. I genuinely didn’t know you were ill. If I had known, I wouldn’t have gone on vacation right after graduation. I would have definitely come back to the capital to see you.”

Wen Huai looked earnestly at Old Master Jiang, whose expression softened somewhat, and he huffed lightly.

“Why are you here at Old Madam Mu’s place? Did you come back with Chengxi?”

Old Master Jiang was puzzled about when Wen Huai had become so close to Mu Chengxi, a notoriously difficult person to get along with. Apart from those he had grown up with, very few could enter his circle.

“I came back with my sister,” Wen Huai turned his head towards Wen Xin, who was sitting relaxed in a chair, and pointed, “Her, my sister, the one who went missing with my parents all those years ago.”

Old Master Jiang was shocked to see Wen Xin; he had felt a sense of familiarity when he first saw her.

Now he finally understood why he had that feeling. He stood up excitedly, walked over to Wen Xin, and looked at her, “You are Little Sister Tang’s daughter.”

Hearing Old Master Jiang refer to her mother as Little Sister Tang, Wen Xin unconsciously straightened up, her aura becoming more reserved.

“Well, if you mean Tang is Wen Huai’s mother, then yes, she’s also my mom.” Wen Xin looked uncomfortably at Old Master Jiang, thinking about Wen Huai calling an almost eighty-year-old man “foster father.”. She was still trying to get used to that

“This is really great. After your parents passed away, I heard that their precious daughter was lost too. I arranged for many people to search for you, but there was no news. How did Wen Huai find you? How have you been living?”

Old Master Jiang’s emotions were stirred, and his genuine concern touched Wen Xin. She might have been too young when she left and didn’t really know the relationship between Old Master Jiang and her parents.