Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 672: Cheng Han’s Funeral

Lu Yingxue touched the bandage on her face, thinking about how there was no way to get the Jade Skin Ointment all this time.

Her heart was both angry and hateful.

Truly held in Qiao Xi’s grip.

"Father, when you weren’t at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association, Qiao Xi teamed up with Vice President Lin to pass the proposal for treating narcolepsy, allowing Qiao Xi to freely enter the inpatient department to treat that woman named Cheng."

Lu Bannong sneered: "So what? Can a little girl like her actually cure her? I’ve been feeding pills for over twenty years, making her so foolish. Do you really believe she’s simply suffering from narcolepsy?"

He’s just keeping Cheng Qingnian alive because she is...

"Did you administer chronic poison?"

"It’s not poison, so it’s hard to detect. Sometimes, when in conflict, you can’t rely on open strategies but rather think about how to kill invisibly."

Lu Bannong had already drunk most of that champagne, his expression somewhat lazy.

"I understand."

Lu Yingxue felt uneasy, but ultimately didn’t have the courage to mention Qiao Xi’s proposal to Lu Bannong.

She wanted to see how frequently her father would visit that woman afterward. If Cheng Han died, that woman would hold no value, right?

Then... she should be able to trade that woman for Jade Skin Ointment.

Once she healed the scars on her face, they’ll talk again!

Lu Yingxue boldly made all the plans in her heart.

She must restore her appearance!

"Father, you should rest early. If National Doctor Cheng Han passes away, we should pay our respects." Lu Yingxue grinned with a hint of schadenfreude.

"Hmm, you’re right."

Lu Bannong wouldn’t miss the chance to see the drama unfold.

Cheng Han, the mountain that rested on him for over twenty years, finally lifted, he felt all easy.

From now on, the sky high for birds to fly, the sea wide for fish to leap.

Once Lu Bannong outlasted those dying old men of the Inspection Department, he could completely control the world of Chinese medicine for himself, from now on only recognizing the Lu Family’s Ghost Gate Thirteen Needles, ignoring other needle techniques.

Lu Bannong drank the champagne with joy and laughed heartily.

...

Early the next morning.

The news of Cheng Han’s passing spread throughout the Imperial Capital, and even the entire country!

National Doctor Cheng Han had been reclusive for years, showing up for his disciple. Although many knew this day would come, when it really arrived, they found it hard to accept.

Too many people in this world had benefited from Cheng Han!

So much so that the entrance to the funeral home was packed, many left flowers spontaneously, came to pay respects.

"Mr. Cheng’s legacy is immortal!"

"National Doctor Cheng Han, heart full of great love!"

Upon hearing that Cheng Han got into an accident while picking herbs in the mountains, some elderly almost fainted with grief at the funeral home.

This National Doctor was still concerned with collecting herbs, treating illness, and saving lives even before his death.

When Cheng Han was alive, there were many who said his medical skills couldn’t compare to Lu Bannong, which led him to retire, but now that he is gone, those slanders are gone.

The parking lot outside the funeral home was full; the temporary parking spots three miles down the road were also taken.

Inside the funeral home.

Qiao Xi wore a black knitted long dress, eyes red and swollen standing on one side. Huo Xingzhou had a solemn expression, wearing black formal attire. Next to them were Huo Sijiao and Sun Weimeng crying uncontrollably, even Du Juan and Huo Jiancheng from faraway Haicheng had arrived.

Tears fell from Du Juan and Huo Sijiao, mother and daughter, they were truly sad.

Qiao Xi was a great benefactor to their Huo Family, and Cheng Han was Qiao Xi’s mentor, it was he who taught such an excellent disciple.

These were benefactors of their Huo Family!

Du Juan cried hoarsely, "Jiaojiao, let’s offer more incense to Mr. Cheng, burn some Paper Money. He needs to live well there, he mustn’t be bullied by other souls."

Huo Sijiao wiped her tears, "I’ve heard there are paper villas and even phones now, I’ve sent someone to buy them."

Sun Weimeng cried out loud, couldn’t help but wipe his tears.

Listening to their conversation, twitching his mouth, this really got out of hand!

The couple had indeed spun a big lie; what would people’s reaction be when they found out Cheng Han hadn’t died yet.

Sun Weimeng couldn’t help but shiver.

Huo Xingzhou glanced at him faintly, Sun Weimeng promptly diverted his gaze.

Amitabha.

Since Huo Xingzhou made such a decision, he must have a plan to cope, right?

Look at that, even he almost believed Cheng Han had really died, let alone those outsiders.

Sun Weimeng thought again, kneeling before the spirit hall to burn Paper Money for the cremated ashes of who knows whom, hiding a piece of onion in his sleeve.

The onion made tears fall like they cost nothing.

"Boohoo, Mr. Cheng, have a good journey. These Paper Money are for you to spend, buy a few beauties as you please, if you lack anything just appear in my dream, I’ll make sure to burn them all to you."

Near nine in the morning.

Ordinary people, who came spontaneously to mourn, were persuaded to leave by security.

Next, the real spectacle was just about to start.

Old Chen stood at the entrance, loudly declaring: "Xie Family’s Xie Xubai arrives with Madam Wanling!"

Xie Xubai rarely appeared in a black suit, his mother, gentle and gracious, accompanied him in a black qipao.

The two took the incense, worshiped in the spirit hall, finally inserted the incense and walked up to the Huo Family.

"Please accept our condolences."

"May the sorrow pass and peace prevail."

Qiao Xi bowed slowly, "Thank you for taking the time to come and pay respects."

"This happened too suddenly," Xie Xubai spoke slowly, "last night when I saw how rushed you left, I knew something big must have happened. Got the news this morning that the old gentleman had passed."

His eyes swept over Huo Sijiao, seeing her eyes swollen like peaches, those tears couldn’t help but fall.

He took out a handkerchief, handed it over: "Here."

Huo Sijiao hesitated, sniffed, and accepted the handkerchief saying, "Thank you."

The grief came from the heart, who would’ve thought that last night she and Old Chen beat up Pei Chun and her daughter, and karma returned so swiftly.

Joy turns to sorrow.

Returned home only to hear of Mr. Cheng’s passing.

Huo Sijiao cried again; if she hadn’t spoken those words to Shen Xuanzhi, if she hadn’t fussed over Pei Chun, if she had returned home earlier with her brother and sister-in-law, would they have been able to save Mr. Cheng?

All blamed for causing trouble.

Huo Sijiao attributed all the blame to herself, especially seeing Qiao Xi’s silent demeanor, she felt her sister-in-law must be deeply saddened.

Huo Sijiao sobbed hard, using Xie Xubai’s handkerchief to wipe her tears, when she heard Old Chen loudly announce outside.

"Miss Guan Jingtan of the Guan Family arrives with husband Shen Xuanzhi for mourning!"

Tears abruptly halted!

Her eyes reddened, glaring at Shen Xuanzhi’s incoming silhouette!

Also blame him, kept her talking for so long, delaying the serious matters!

He dared to come!