Baby Serendipity: The Whole World Fell In Love With Me-Chapter 663 - 662: Dr. Su, You’ve Come!

Mianmian finished her meal with the servant’s assistance and then let the servant bathe her.

Little Bun lay in the bathtub, not wanting to move at all, her little face etched with fatigue.

The servant also felt sorry for Mianmian and gently finished washing her before carrying Mianmian to bed and tucking her in.

By then, Mianmian had already fallen asleep, her little cheeks flushed red.

Elder Su and Old Lady Su entered the room on tiptoes, watched Mianmian for a while, and then left together.

"The Little Auntie really is something, even thinking of starting a home for the elderly, truly considering the people’s needs."

"I think so too. Eldest one is also really, kept saying that these things are for training the Little Auntie. She’s not even four years old yet, what training?"

"Why don’t we two old folks just like this..."

After the two elderly people left hand in hand, Black Tortoise also happened to enter Mianmian’s room.

If Mianmian were an adult, Black Tortoise would have certainly avoided suspicion, but as Mianmian was still a Little Bun, in his heart, she was completely a junior.

The handsome man with black hair had eyes filled with affection and concern.

If Mianmian were awake and saw this expression, she would definitely be staring with eyes as wide as brass bells, after all, Black Tortoise had never been so gentle before!

After looking in on Mianmian, Black Tortoise took out his mobile phone to study quietly.

During the day he played games by Mianmian’s side, but at night was his time to study. A Fairy wanting to earn money had many ways to do so.

After a whole night’s rest, Mianmian opened her eyes to Bai Bai’s morning greetings.

She played with Bai Bai for a while before getting up to wash and heading out for breakfast.

Huang Lian was already sitting at the breakfast table. Having joined the Su Family, he was their guest and everyone ate breakfast together.

After Huang Lian arrived at the Su Family’s home, he first bathed and changed into clothes prepared by The servants of Su family, then spent time touring around the Manor. ƒreewebɳovel.com

He had even sneaked into the kitchen and watched for quite some time.

The chefs in the kitchen, having been told by the servants that he was Mianmian’s fated person, didn’t drive him away and cooked openly.

Huang Lian even noticed something wrong with the way a dish was prepared, but he didn’t speak up.

People doing what they’re skilled at don’t like being micromanaged by someone on the sidelines. Moreover, what would anyone care for the words of a fallen man who had long since lost his title of "Culinary God"?

Yet Huang Lian still couldn’t stop thinking about it, which is why, even sitting at the Su Family’s long dining table as a guest, he kept fixated on that same dish.

His expression alarmed the servant specifically designated to watch him, who stealthily exchanged glances with her colleague.

Luckily, Huang Lian soon stopped staring blankly at the dish. Elder Su asked him with concern, "Mr. Huang, did you sleep well last night?"

Huang Lian: "Very well, your house is luxurious, very nice."

The straightforward praise made Elder Su unable to help smiling, "Glad you like it, you’re welcome to stay here often."

Anyone else would have been delighted by such an invitation.

But Huang Lian said, "No need, once my taste is cured, I’ll leave. Do I need to pay for the accommodation? If it’s included in the 888 yuan for fortune-telling, then all the better."

Old Lady Su also laughed at this comment, "You child, you speak so interestingly. Were you like this at work too?"

Yesterday during the live-stream, Huang Lian did not reveal what he had been through. However, the Su Family had their own network of information, and with an extra person about to join the family, they’d definitely investigate his past thoroughly.

Now Elder Su and Old Lady Su had finished reading the report, knowing how Huang Lian became a "Culinary God" and then how he fell from grace, becoming a Vagabond.

By asking this question, Old Lady Su’s hidden meaning was: if he had always spoken so bluntly, it showed a lack of understanding of societal norms.

Yet Huang Lian really didn’t understand, "Yes, I’ve always spoken this way."

Elder Su and Old Lady Su exchanged glances, both sensing a shared sense of helplessness in each other’s eyes.

After breakfast, Mianmian took Huang Lian to the Zoo.

She administered acupuncture to the zoo’s osteosarcoma patients every day, with Wen Dajiang watching over. Now with one more patient, she had to get Wen Dajiang’s approval again.

After all, she hadn’t received her medical practice license yet.

Wen Dajiang had secretly watched Mianmian’s live-stream yesterday and knew who Huang Lian was.

The old man was stubborn and didn’t want Mianmian to know that he had sneakily watched her live-stream, pretending not to recognize Huang Lian, "Who’s this stranger you brought with you today?"

Mianmian stared at Wen Dajiang’s neck and after thoroughly inspecting it, responded to Wen Dajiang, "This is Mianmian’s friend, he has lost his sense of taste, Mianmian wants to treat him, so she brought him here for you to watch over the treatment."

Wen Dajiang was pleased with Mianmian’s respect for him and smiled, "Alright, you treat him first and if he’s cured then you can needle the patients."

Mianmian had planned to do just that.

She had Huang Lian lie on the hospital bed, took his pulse carefully, announced the diagnosis, and then took out a medical kit from her small bag.

The medical kit was still taken out from the small bag, which looked so tiny yet could fit such a large box; this aspect made Wen Dajiang frequently glance sideways.

To find out what was going on, he had even secretly posted questions online. People told him that there was a Space bag inside the small bag, which is how she could pull out something bigger than the bag itself.

Some even asked him if he had just become a fan of Little Auntie.

That question baffled Wen Dajiang, and he dared not log into that account to ask questions again.

His behavior was what one might call having a guilty conscience.

Mianmian’s acupuncture was about being both fast and accurate, but the subsequent adjustment of the needle position and depth, as well as stimulating the acupoints, was done very slowly.

Soon, the acupuncture session was over.

Mianmian prompted Huang Lian to get up and took a dried piece of Huang Lian out of her small bag, handing it to Huang Lian, "You try eating it and see if your taste has returned."

"That quickly cured?"

Huang Lian couldn’t believe it.

"Yes, try it now." Mianmian was full of anticipation.

Huang Lian shoved the Huang Lian into his mouth, and immediately a wave of bitterness surged into his mouth.

He chewed vigorously, the taste growing stronger.

Normally, eating Huang Lian would be an unpleasant, bitter experience.

Yet at that moment, Huang Lian was both crying and laughing, devouring the whole dried root fiercely, wiping away tears as he did.

His sense of taste had truly returned; he could continue to be a chef now!

Mianmian understood why Huang Lian reacted this way, but she didn’t interfere and turned to find the osteosarcoma patient instead.

The patient’s son had taken leave to be with his father every day in the zoo.

At that moment, father and son were in conversation, "Son, I truly feel much better, and it’s only been five days."

"Dad, I told you, if Little Auntie has brought you here, she must have been confident in making you well. Don’t worry, continuing to stay here will surely be fine."

While talking, they saw Mianmian approaching and greeted her respectfully, "Dr. Su, you’re here!"

Mianmian: "Yep, I’m here to check your pulse."