From Nun to Real Heiress: Expert at Turning the Tables - Chapter 352

Chapter 352: 161 Arrogance (One more update)_2

Translator: 549690339

Who would’ve thought that Liu Muxue suddenly jumped out of bed, pointed at Wang Xin and scolded: “You’re the one with asthma, are you looking for death?”

Wang Xin pursed her lips in grievance.

“Do you want another episode?” Ming Jing glanced at Liu Muxue and said in a deep voice.

Liu Muxue irritably said, “Isn’t it all because you got me angry? You have to compensate me for mental damages.”

Ming Jing stared directly at her with her dark eyes. Liu Muxue shrank her neck out of guilt.

“Anyway, it’s all related to you. I will find a life coach tomorrow and sue you. If you affect my graduation exam, I won’t let you go.”

Ming Jing grasped her wrist, and her brows furrowed involuntarily.

The next moment, Liu Muxue was about to jump and shriek, “What are you doing?”

“Don’t move.” Ming Jing said in a deep voice.

Ming Jing’s demeanor was very gentle, but when she had no expression, she gave off a silent pressure. Liu Muxue, who was just practicing her claws, immediately calmed down, but she was too stubborn and bit her lip. Her face turned red, and her chest heaved rapidly.

Ming Jing’s fingertips landed on Liu Muxue’s pulse, and she didn’t say anything, her eyebrows deeply furrowed.

For a moment, the entire dorm was silent. Everyone watched Ming Jing, not knowing what she was doing.

When she examined the short pulse, pale face, purplish lips, bruises under the eyes, and cold hands and feet, she concluded that this was congenital asthma. Asthma could not be cured completely and could only be controlled by medication. Her family must have taken good care of her for her to have survived until now, but she was uncooperative, shouting and screaming in just a short while. How could she not have an attack with her emotional imbalance?

“What medicine do you usually take?” Ming Jing asked.

“Why should I tell you?” Liu Muxue rolled her eyes.

“If you want your family to collect your dead body immediately, please continue.”

Ming Jing let go of Liu Muxue’s wrist, and stood up to leave.

Liu Muxue hurriedly said, “I don’t know. I have pills here, but they are too bitter, and I don’t like to take them.”

Liu Muxue took a box out of her bag. Ming Jing picked up one and tasted it. “Asparagus, anemarrhena, dwarf lilyturf, platycodon, orange peel… Clearing the lungs and eliminating phlegm, treating lung issues. You made it into pills for convenience when you left home for school, which is theoretically correct. But your main problem is weak kidney and spleen, and excessive dampness. This medicine only treats the surface, not the root cause. You should also add a pinch of Su Zi Jiang Qi Tang to nourish the kidneys, absorb qi, calm asthma. It works very well.”

Ming Jing said it casually, which surprised Liu Muxue with wide eyes. “You understand traditional Chinese medicine?”

Ming Jing’s words were almost the same as the ones from the old Chinese doctor whom Liu Muxue’s mother had consulted. She stared at Ming Jing half trustingly and half doubtfully.

“If you don’t want to die sooner, just honestly take your medicine.” Ming Jing picked up an empty cup on the table. Xie Zhen came over promptly and took it. “I’ll get you some hot water.”

Liu Muxue pouted resentfully, “It’s too bitter, I won’t eat it.”

“Very well, if you continue like this, your time is up within a year. It would be great if there was one less troublemaker in the world.”

Ming Jing turned and walked over to the bed, picking up her clothes one by one. Wang Xin hurried over to help her tidy up.

Liu Muxue clenched her teeth as she stared at Ming Jing’s back, “Don’t you know the old saying? My troubles linger for a thousand years. I’m not going to die that easily.”

Xie Zhen mixed hot and cold water, handed it to Liu Muxue with the perfect temperature. Liu Muxue’s face looked as if she had amputated her own arm when she stuffed the pills into her mouth. She almost vomited, drank water urgently, and when she finished said to Xie Zhen, “Quick, get more water.”

Xie Zhen picked up the cup and immediately went to pour more water.

Liu Muxue drank three cups of water, and her face finally looked less awful.

But the nauseating taste of medicine still lingered at the back of her throat. Every time she tasted it, Liu Muxue’s face soured further. She took a can of sugar from her bag, had a piece and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ming Jing put the neatly arranged clothes at the end of Liu Muxue’s bed. Liu Muxue called out to her, “Hey.”

Ming Jing looked back at her, “I don’t answer to Hey, my name is Ming Jing.”

Liu Muxue pursed her lips, “Thanks for just now.”

“You’re welcome.” Ming Jing took her toiletries and went to the bathroom.

As soon as Ming Jing left, Liu Muxue glared at Xie Zhen and the others with malicious eyes. “What did you all see just now?”

Xie Zhen quickly said, “We didn’t see anything. You should go to bed early.”