Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort-Chapter 417: If the Face Is Already Leaned In, How Can I Not Hit It? (3)

The three of them, who were originally anxious about whether the Elixir had been successfully refined, couldn’t help but slow their steps slightly when they heard her calm and unruffled tone.

Wei Linlang’s stern face broke into a smile as he sat down beside Mu Qingge. Wei Qi and Wei Guanguan also followed beside him, occasionally sneaking glances at Mu Qingge drinking her porridge.

"Please take your time, Young Master Mu. We’ve already had our breakfast," Wei Linlang said.

Mu Qingge nodded and said no more, focusing intently on her bowl of porridge.

Her leisurely manner finally eased the tension Wei Linlang had felt for many days. The excitement in his heart was subtly rising.

In his view, if Mu Qingge had failed in her Alchemy, it would be impossible for her to be sipping porridge so leisurely!

Patiently waiting for Mu Qingge to finish her bowl of porridge and set it down, Wei Linlang then cautiously asked, "Young Master Mu, I wonder about the Elixir that my wife needs..."

Mu Qingge wiped the corner of her mouth, looked up at Wei Linlang, and replied, "Rest assured, City Lord Wei, everything is ready."

With a definite answer, the large stone weighing on Wei Linlang’s heart finally fell.

Yet, thinking about the pain his weak wife would soon endure for her meridian reconstruction, his brow furrowed again, his concern for his wife subtly rising.

"How has Madam Wei been doing these past few days?" Mu Qingge asked casually. But as soon as she spoke, without waiting for an answer, she waved her hand and said, "I’ll go over and take a look in a while. If she’s recovering well, she can take the Elixir today."

"Thank you, Young Master Mu." Wei Linlang immediately stood up to express his gratitude.

Mu Qingge naturally waved her hand and also stood up, walking out of the room shoulder to shoulder with Wei Linlang.

Wei Qi was about to follow, but Wei Guanguan tugged at his sleeve.

He looked at his sister in confusion, his eyes full of questions.

Wei Guanguan watched their father and Mu Qingge’s backs, leaned closer to Wei Qi, and whispered, "Silly Wei Qi, don’t you think our dad is very respectful to Mu Ge?"

"Mu Ge can save our mom, so shouldn’t dad be respectful to her?" Wei Qi said, dumbfounded.

"Gosh! You dummy!" Wei Guanguan poked his forehead in frustration and said directly, "Don’t you feel like our dad treats Mu Ge as an equal, making us seem like juniors in front of her." Her cute little face was full of complaints.

With her reminder, Wei Qi also realized.

Thinking back to his father’s attitude towards Mu Ge, and the meaning behind his words, it indeed had a hint of that.

He then frowned and uncertainly said, "Maybe... it’s because Mu Ge is very skilled? Making dad admire her? Besides, if Mu Ge really saves our mom, she’ll be our family’s savior. There’s nothing wrong with dad being polite and respectful to her."

Wei Guanguan’s brow furrowed into knots, stomping her foot in frustration, "But if dad acts like this, how will I ever get along with Mu Ge in the future?"

"What do you mean how to get along? Just like how you used to," Wei Qi was more confused.

Enraged, Wei Guanguan stepped on his foot, and amidst his yelp, ran off.

As she ran, Wei Guanguan thought, if dad and Mu Ge interacted so harmoniously, treating each other as equals, how could she ever become Mu Ge’s wife?

"So baffling!" Wei Qi, whose foot had been ruthlessly stomped, muttered to himself as he watched his sister’s retreating back.

Without thinking as much as Wei Guanguan, Wei Qi quickly followed.

In a short while, the group of four reached a serene, peaceful, and elegant courtyard.