Upon hearing this, Mu Cong could completely understand Wang Haoran. In his view, Wang Haoran had a massive conglomerate worth hundreds of billions to inherit. With so many future responsibilities, not choosing to delve into calligraphy was perfectly normal.

However, Mu Cong still suppressed his desire to take Wang Haoran as a disciple. He had other disciples before, but none were outstanding. This had always been a regret for him. Now that he discovered a rough gem, he was reluctant to give up.

Mu Cong had a sudden idea and pulled Mu Zhaozhao to his side:

“Haoran, Zhaozhao is also very interested in calligraphy. You both are young, and I think you have many common topics. You should get to know each other better.”

“Grandpa!” Mu Zhaozhao felt like she was being sold off and protested slightly.

“Alright, I’ll definitely find time to discuss calligraphy with Zhaozhao,” Wang Haoran pretended to agree.

“My skills are quite average, so please guide me,” Mu Zhaozhao was amazed by Wang Haoran’s imitation skills and felt a sense of admiration, thus seeking his guidance.

“Of course,” Wang Haoran smiled, taking a few more glances at Mu Zhaozhao. He thought to himself, “I may not have time to teach you calligraphy, but I certainly have time to teach you some poses.”

“Wang Haoran, you’re impressive. I didn’t expect you to be so good at calligraphy,” Qin Yunhan couldn’t help but praise.

“I know a lot more.”

“Really? Then tell me, what else can you do?” Qin Yunhan asked eagerly.

Last time, Wang Haoran had used his excellent martial arts skills to defeat the bandits, and now he showcased his stunning calligraphy. Qin Yunhan was increasingly curious about Wang Haoran and couldn’t help but want to know more about him.

“Well, if you spend more time with me, you’ll gradually find out.”

“Hmph, fine, don’t tell me then,” Qin Yunhan pouted in dissatisfaction.

Nearby, Xiao Yifeng watched Wang Haoran steal the spotlight and was already quite unhappy. Especially seeing Mu Zhaozhao humbly seeking advice from Wang Haoran and Qin Yunhan flirting with him, Xiao Yifeng felt a surge of hatred towards Wang Haoran.

Damn rich second generation, how dare you compete with me for girls? You’re really asking for trouble. Xiao Yifeng secretly plotted to find an opportunity to teach Wang Haoran a lesson, ensuring he stayed away from Qin Yunhan and Mu Zhaozhao in the future.

At this moment, a hotel manager approached Mu Cong and whispered a few words to him. After listening, Mu Cong announced loudly, “The banquet is about to begin, please take your seats.”

Hearing this, the guests slowly moved towards their designated seats. Mu Cong, fearing that the high-quality imitation works on the ground would be trampled and dirtied, bent down to pick up the papers. However, after picking up only three sheets, his head suddenly tilted, and he collapsed to the ground.

“Grandpa?!”

Mu Zhaozhao was shocked and rushed over. The other guests, seeing this, also hurried over to check the situation. Mu Cong was unconscious and couldn’t be awakened no matter how they called him. Mu Zhaozhao was so anxious that tears welled up in her eyes.

Someone immediately dialed the emergency number, but it would take some time for the emergency personnel to arrive. This sudden situation left everyone present somewhat at a loss.

Wang Haoran was momentarily stunned, then secretly complained. Damn it, Xiao Yifeng had no presence at all, and all the attention was on him. Yet, in this situation, another opportunity for Xiao Yifeng to shine had arrived.

Mu Cong was clearly having a sudden medical issue, and this was Xiao Yifeng’s chance to perform, wasn’t it?

“Everyone, step aside, let me take a look!”

Just as Wang Haoran was complaining, Xiao Yifeng shouted, pushing through the crowd to Mu Cong’s side.

“Mu Zhaozhao, don’t worry, I can save your grandpa,” Xiao Yifeng reassured her.

“You know medicine?” Mu Zhaozhao, with tears on her face, looked up at him in surprise.

“Yes,” Xiao Yifeng nodded, comforting her again, “With me here, your grandpa will be fine.”

Mu Zhaozhao, in a panic, nodded and was about to step aside to let Xiao Yifeng treat her grandpa.

“You say you know medicine, but do you have a medical license?” Wang Haoran immediately interjected.

“I don’t have one, nor do I need one,” Xiao Yifeng replied with a frown.

Seeing Xiao Yifeng admit it, Wang Haoran turned his gaze to Mu Zhaozhao and said, “Did you hear that? He said he doesn’t have a license. Are you really going to let him treat your grandpa? He’s about our age, and you actually believe he knows medicine? Maybe the problem isn’t serious, but if he messes it up, you might regret it for the rest of your life.”

With Wang Haoran’s analysis, the panicked Mu Zhaozhao immediately came to her senses.

“No, I can’t let you treat him. If something happens to my grandpa, can you take responsibility?”

“Your grandpa is in danger now. If you don’t let me treat him, he might be in a life-threatening situation. I can assure you, if I can’t cure him, I’ll give you my life,” Xiao Yifeng said harshly to reassure Mu Zhaozhao.

Mu Zhaozhao hesitated.

“Zhaozhao, there are professional emergency doctors here, let them handle it,” Wang Haoran quickly said. He could also treat Mu Cong, but the method of using poison to save people was peculiar. Therefore, he didn’t want to use it in front of everyone. Moreover, this poison technique was a trump card that could be used against Xiao Yifeng in the future. Xiao Yifeng currently didn’t know he could use poison. By taking advantage of this information gap, he could catch him off guard.

“Where are they?” Mu Zhaozhao asked anxiously.

Wang Haoran didn’t respond immediately but looked at Wang Xiang, “Dad, where’s your medical team?”

“They’re waiting outside, I’ll call them right away!” Wang Xiang immediately made a phone call.

Within seconds, a group of doctors in white coats, carrying some emergency equipment, rushed in. This setup clearly indicated a professional team. Moreover, the words “Tianhui” were printed on their white coats. Some discerning wealthy individuals immediately recognized them as the emergency team from Tianhui Clinic. Tianhui Clinic represented top-notch medical standards.

The crowd automatically parted to let the emergency doctors through. Seeing the professional doctors arrive, Mu Zhaozhao naturally didn’t hesitate and stepped aside.

Xiao Yifeng was dumbfounded, standing still, and was rudely pulled away by the guests.

[Ding, the host prevented the protagonist Xiao Yifeng from showing off, earning 300 villain points, reducing Xiao Yifeng’s protagonist halo by 15, and increasing the host’s villain halo by 15!]

Satisfied with the reward, Wang Haoran couldn’t help but smile. Xiao Yifeng was skilled in medicine and had impressive combat abilities. According to the usual tropes in those feel-good novels, if he wanted to show off, it would definitely involve one of these two methods. That’s why Wang Haoran had Wang Xiang bring the medical team and bodyguards. It turned out to be useful.

The doctors swiftly performed initial assessments, using a stethoscope to listen to the heart, checking Mu Cong’s pupils, and other preliminary diagnostic procedures. Within a minute, they had a preliminary diagnosis. The doctors immediately implemented treatment measures, and shortly after, Mu Cong slowly regained consciousness.

“What… what happened to me?” Mu Cong looked around in confusion.