Chapter 121: Banquet of the Provincial Party Secretary

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"Oh my god, you really plan to give that Knight Fifteenth to Miaomiao" Peipei screamed again. "That's such a generous gesture!"

"Since it was given to me by a friend anyway, and it’s too flashy for my taste, why don’t I just give it to Miaomiao if she likes it so much" Wang Zheng explained with a smile.

From the side, Kai Zi continued to purse his lips. "Being rich sure makes things easier."

Zhang Miaomiao stared intently at Wang Zheng, although she really wanted that Knight Fifteenth, she knew it was too expensive for her to accept as a gift without doing anything in return.

Moreover, girls in love tend to daydream. Zhang Miaomiao’s heart began fluttering with thoughts of whether Wang Zheng liked her or not when he gave such an expensive present to her. Did he fancy her If so, was it for her looks or her family background

At the moment, Wang Zheng had no idea what Zhang Miaomiao was thinking inside her head, but all he saw was the fair complexion on the face of this Jiangnan’s number one princess, and her cool demeanor that also exuded a hint of cuteness. He couldn’t help but feel attracted to her.

"Take it then, it's yours." Wang Zheng tossed the key to Zhang Miaomiao with a smile. "It looks like you’re recovering quickly, but remember not to touch the car before your leg is fully healed."

“Mm-hmm, don't worry about me, I won’t even dare to touch it.” Zhang Miaomiao’s daughter-like demeanor was clearly shown, making Kai Zi, who had only seen her strict sister-side before, shiver all over.

"Wang Zheng, how many days are you planning to stay in Jiangnan this time" Zhang Miaomiao suddenly thought of a question and asked somewhat nervously.

“At least three days,” Wang Zheng replied.

Zhang Miaomiao’s face immediately fell, disappointment clear in her voice. “Only three days That’s too short.”

Peipei stepped forward at this moment and boldly defended her best friend: "Wang Zheng, I’ll be honest with you. Miaomiao hopes that you can stay longer in Jiangnan. She wants to show you around Nanjing because it’s such a rare visit for you. As the hostess, she naturally feels obligated to treat you properly.

Zhang Miaomiao looked at her best friend with gratitude, her face full of excitement as she nodded repeatedly.

Wang Zheng shrugged helplessly and said with a smile, "We’ll have to wait until Miaomiao has fully recovered."

"No, no, I must take you around Jinling! Even if it means doing so in a wheelchair!" Zhang Miaomiao said urgently.

"Alright then. You rest today and we can go out tomorrow for some fresh air." Wang Zheng looked at the girl named Zhang Miaomiao with a tender look in his eyes. To be honest, despite not having gone through as many hardships as Liu Xuan, this privileged young lady did share certain similarities with her, especially when it came to her strong independence and rare thirst for life.

Before the accident, Zhang Miaomiao, who had everything she could want, found no joy or novelty in her life. She sought thrills through racing cars and was always cold towards people and matters at hand. But after facing death head-on, she suddenly realized what she truly wanted—she yearned to enjoy all the beauty of life that she hadn't yet experienced: the warmth of the sun, the gentle breeze, the many sights and scenes still left to explore.

In that moment when Death called upon her, Zhang Miaomiao also thought about the wrinkles on her mother's eyes and the white hair at her father’s temples. She was now prepared to find a job for herself, using her own savings to travel and experience the world she had never truly felt before.

Seeing this change in Zhang Miaomiao's demeanor and spirit, Wang Zheng couldn't help but feel a bit of joy in his heart.

No matter who underwent such a transformation, it was certainly something to be happy about.

At that moment, the hospital director entered the room.

A sprightly old man with white hair and slightly hunched back, he smiled when he saw Zhang Miaomiao looking well. "I heard what happened. It's a crucial period for recovery; you should avoid getting up and moving around."

"Head Director, I understand. Don't worry about me," Zhang Miaomiao replied obediently.

The old director chuckled. Indeed, the provincial party secretary’s daughter had been in an accident, which was enough to cause a stir among officials across the province of Nanyang. The hospital director naturally didn’t take it lightly; every doctor and nurse at Jinling 301 Hospital worried about her condition day and night. These days, any fluctuation in Zhang Miaomiao’s temperature or heartbeat would set off alarms throughout the hospital.

"Actually, there's no need to fuss so much—I'm almost fully recovered," Zhang Miaomiao said, understanding but somewhat exasperated by all the attention being paid to her.

"Oh, by the way, old院長, haven't you been complaining about wanting to meet the person who saved Miaomiao" PeiPei piped up chirpily: "Look, the person you've been talking about has arrived."

"Is that so" An excited look appeared on the old院長's face. He followed the direction of PeiPei's finger and saw a young man with a smile standing before him.

Instantly, doubt flashed across the old院長's eyes—this person seemed too young to be the one who mastered that bone-setting technique.

Zhang Miaomiao read what was in the old院長's mind and explained with a relieved smile: "Old院長, don't question it. It was Wang Zheng who saved me."

When Zhang Miaomiao was brought to the hospital, after being thoroughly examined by the old院長, he noticed that her broken leg bone had been silently set back in place—so professionally wrapped with bandages that without an X-ray machine, all the fractures aligned perfectly. She had only taken one painkiller and hadn't felt any discomfort at all; such bone-setting skills were definitely long-lost arts. Apart from anything else, his technique for applying bandages was so impeccable it could easily be included in a textbook.

The old院長 of Nanjing 301 Hospital was an enthusiastic advocate for traditional Chinese medicine who wished to revitalize the field. Upon encountering someone like Wang Zheng with such miraculous skills, he couldn't let this opportunity pass him by.

"I say young fellow, do you have time today I'd love to discuss some issues related to TCM." The old院長 was quite excited and patted Wang Zheng's shoulder: "Young fellow, you wouldn’t believe how much I’ve wanted to meet you. Let’s just talk about your bone-setting skills and painkiller recipe; spreading these could greatly benefit the masses!"

However, the old院長 understood that with such abilities at a young age, Wang Zheng must have been trained by a master or even come from an esteemed lineage—asking him outright about his secret techniques would be inappropriate. The old院長 realized this and saw several youngsters giving him odd looks, realizing he had overstepped; he couldn't help but chuckle awkwardly.

PeiPei glanced sideways at the old院長 with disdain: "Old man, if you want to learn Wang Zheng’s unique skills, just say so. Why bring up how it would benefit everyone Are you ashamed"

The old院長 felt rather embarrassed and quickly changed the subject: "By the way, Miaomiao, your father said he will treat us when Wang Zheng arrives; why haven't you called him yet"

Now it was Zhang Miaomiao's turn to feel awkward: "No need for me to introduce them so soon, right"

PeiPei, always eager to stir up trouble, said loudly: "We must meet! If your dad likes Wang Zheng, won’t that be great"

The volume of PeiPei’s voice was quite high and it made Zhang Miaomiao's face flush red. Wang Zheng had no choice but to cough awkwardly behind his hand.

"Sure, sure." The old院長 took out his phone and dialed while saying, "Mayor Zhang has instructed me several times to inform him when Wang Zheng arrives."

Zhang Miaomiao and Wang Zheng exchanged a glance, then made an expression of considerable helplessness.

Wang Zheng smiled and said, "It's fine. When I come to Nanjiang, it's only proper for me to pay a visit to Mayor Zhang."

"Mayor Zhang has said that at seven o'clock tonight, Room 418 in Qinhuai Home will be reserved with a table of Jinling cuisine. He insists on specially thanking you."

"Then I shall humbly accept," Wang Zheng and Zhang Miaomiao exchanged another glance, smiling.

Seeing that Wang Zheng agreed to the dinner invitation, Zhang Miaomiao was overjoyed but also felt shy, as if she were introducing him to her parents.

"By the way, Wang Zheng, you can't rush off. You must stay in Nanjiang for a few more days; I still want to thoroughly discuss some medical issues with you!" The old院長 looked at Wang Zheng like he was looking at an unparalleled treasure, making Wang Zheng almost shiver: "My little brother, tomorrow my elder brother will treat you to the most authentic Liuhe cuisine of Jinling. Please honor me with your presence!"

Pei Pei frowned again and said, "Humph, he can be someone's grandfather but still calls him 'little brother' in an attempt to be on familiar terms."

The old院長 blushed and gave a sheepish smile.

Wang Zheng was made quite uncomfortable by the old院長’s enthusiasm, yet replied, "Old院長, rest assured. I will definitely attend."

When Wang Zheng wheeled Zhang Miaomiao in a wheelchair to Qinhuai Home, Nanjiang Provincial Secretary Zhang Binghao and his wife Liu Lihua were already waiting in the private room. Upon seeing Wang Zheng wheeling Zhang Miaomiao inside, they immediately stood up to greet him.

Zhang Binghao was still wearing those gold-rimmed glasses; though he had a slightly receding hairline, his sparse hair was meticulously combed back, and despite his warm smile, there was an air of authority that spoke of long-standing leadership.ly asking, "Captain, are you alright"He Yan gave a cold laugh, stepping over this person as he picked up the electric baton from the ground and lightly tapped the middle-aged police officer on the bac...