Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

Old Master Li called out to him, “Don’t rush. This kind of genetic disease isn’t as simple as you think. First bring them over, let them look at the medical records, study them, and then decide.”
“Understood.”
He paused for a moment, pondering, then added, “Don’t involve Beijue in this matter, and don’t let him find out!”
Old Master Jue was helping Little Miss find a doctor, so why not let Beijue know? The Old Butler couldn’t understand, “Understood.”
Old Master Li shot him a sharp glance and added, “Considering that you’ve been by my side for decades without making a mistake, I’ll let this instance of acting on your own slide. Don’t disappoint me again. If there’s a next time, you know the consequences!”
The final sentence was a blatant warning!
The Old Butler had already braced himself to face punishment, as Old Master Jue was known for his ironclad sense of justice — rules were rules.
Even when the young master made a mistake, Old Master Jue showed no leniency.
Unexpectedly, this time, he was let off easily.
He felt overwhelmed by the favor, not daring to have any further thoughts. He promptly replied, “Yes, rest assured, Old Master Jue, there won’t be a next time.”
This time, he had intended to create an opportunity for Miss Chi to bond with Old Master Jue. Now it seemed, although their interactions weren’t entirely smooth, the results were far better than he had anticipated.
Old Master Li was already advanced in age, and on top of that, he had just talked so much, leaving his body utterly weary. He rubbed his temple, closed his fatigued eyes, and said, “Alright, I’m going to rest for a while. You may leave now.”
“Old Master Jue, you haven’t taken your medication yet.” The Old Butler quickly handed over the medication and water.
He received the flu medicine and the water cup, tilted his head back, drank a large mouthful of water, and swallowed the medication.
Without needing instructions, the Old Butler took the water cup from his hand and placed it beside him. Then, with care, he removed the propped-up pillow, making it easier for him to lie flat.
After completing all this, he respectfully took a step back and said in a soft voice, “Old Master Jue, please rest. I’ll take my leave now.”
Old Master Li acknowledged with a hum.
He quietly left the room…
*
The next day.
Chi Enen remembered her promise to the Old Master about tomato egg noodles, so she got up early in the morning.
After bustling in the kitchen for some time, she made a bowl of tomato egg noodles that looked, smelled, and tasted perfect. She didn’t mind that her own stomach was still empty and hurriedly carried the noodles over.
Old Master Li was a man of strict routines—not only demanding discipline from others, but also imposing the same strict standards on himself.
Just yesterday, he was too ill from the flu to get out of bed, but today, early in the morning, he had risen right on schedule.
After finishing the array of tasks he handled every morning, he had just washed his hands and was picking up the newspaper to catch some news when Chi Enen came in carrying the bowl of tomato egg noodles.
“Grandfather, good morning.”
Old Master Li hadn’t expected Chi Enen to come over so early, nor had he expected her to bring the tomato egg noodles he had mentioned casually yesterday. He took off his reading glasses and stood up.
When he stood, Chi Enen finally noticed that Old Master Li was quite tall — at least 1.8 meters. Despite his age, his posture was impeccable; whether walking or sitting, his back was always straight, exuding an air of strength and authority.
With such height and presence, in his younger years, he must have been quite the handsome man.
After all, even now, at more than seventy years old, Old Master Li exuded an aura refined by the passage of time. No matter how one looked at him, he could still be considered a charming elderly gentleman.