Dawn.
Hibiscus, having finished catching up on sleep, stretched facing the sunlight and looked at the wall clock—only 4 hours.
4 hours was enough to naturally wake up satisfied? In the past, this would be unimaginable, since she quite enjoyed staying in bed, and even having a "monster" under the bed didn't affect having good dreams.
The girl peeked and saw the blood tree was safe and sound, finally relieved. What functions it had didn't matter—as long as it didn't cause trouble, that was worth burning incense for.
She casually broke off a straight stick-like branch and put it in her chest, then began the day's schedule: making breakfast, watching news. As usual, training magical girl power—after this period of diligence, all five-dimensional attributes had improved.
[Constitution: 235]
[Magic Power: 286]
[Spirit: 246]
[Speed: 260]
[Strength: 220]
Hibiscus confirmed that even without system-rewarded free attribute points, she could train and improve herself, with stronger control. Currently, magical girls' self-training of Origin was hard to reach limits—she could probably keep cultivating and getting stronger like in passionate manga. But Regalia and magic improvement had clear levels, often requiring opportunities. What was easiest to grasp were basic attributes.
Sands of Time currently lacked high-damage output methods. At critical moments, she still had to rely on magic power bombardment, like how the Disaster Beast actually died from magic power bursting its internal organs.
Hibiscus remembered netizens posting short clips in comments where magical girls' magic power bombardment alone was like meteor showers falling.
If she could achieve that someday, it would probably require at least 1000 magic power points.
"Should check the dock district's infection situation—this time should be wrapping up."
The girl dismissed distracting thoughts, transformed to weak transformation state, and used time stop to leave her residence to avoid witnesses, then openly took a taxi to the waterfront, welcomed as warmly as always.
"Dr. Mu, I caught a few more fish to give you."
"Thanks to you, infection cases in this area are basically eliminated. We can finally go fishing normally."
Hibiscus constantly responded politely, the people's undiminished enthusiasm actually giving her a kind of idol pressure. Fortunately, Wang Dahai soon came to the rescue, with several suited figures beside him.
He quickly smiled: "Let me introduce Dr. Mu—this is Mr. Zhang, one of Boss Jin's secretaries, here about that invitation letter from last time."
As expected.
Hibiscus responded without changing expression: "Sorry, I've been a bit busy lately and didn't reply in time. Actually, I'm very interested."
"You don't need to apologize—after all, we didn't explain things clearly at first." Secretary Zhang's gaze turned to the clinic hut. "After chatting with Mr. Wang, I learned Dr. Mu is doing business. Honestly, we at Changfeng Pharmaceuticals are very interested and can definitely introduce some business opportunities for mutual benefit. If you want to keep your techniques confidential, that's fine too. The boss just hopes you'll have time to hold consultations for a while."
Regardless of how the girl performed, Wang Dahai beside them looked shocked, thinking these arrogant people were actually willing to speak properly—simply unprecedented.
It seemed Dr. Mu's reputation had spread far—good, as a company partner, he should benefit from this.
Hibiscus feigned hesitation.
Secretary Zhang quickly added: "If you prefer freedom, you could do individual consultations, like as a family doctor. To be frank, many people hope to receive your medical care. Everyone recognizes Dr. Mu as having both medical ethics and skills—someone we can trust."
As a pharmaceutical company practitioner who had seen all kinds of things, giving such high praise was precious indeed. Obviously he was sincerely inviting her.
That's exactly what I wanted to hear.
Hibiscus nodded and replied: "I'm honored. Let's set off quickly then."
"It's wonderful that you're willing to grace us with your presence."
Originally Secretary Zhang had prepared for three visits to recruit her, but fortunately Dr. Mu was straightforward and aboveboard. After greeting their host Dock Gang, the two drove off, heading straight to the villa estate district.
Along the way, he revealed they were examining Young Miss Jin Ruochu. Hibiscus responded without changing expression, pretending to ask a few health questions, and before they knew it, they had arrived.
After the group reached the room, the secretary took his leave: "Inside should be only the young miss and head nurse. We know the rules—we won't investigate what medical techniques you use. The boss says he trusts his daughter's luck and trusts Dr. Mu's character. Please feel free to perform."
Hibiscus slowly opened the door and indeed saw Jin Ruochu sitting on the bed playing games while using her pink toes to pick up potato chips and put them in her mouth.
"Sick moves!"
"Ah, you are—"
Jin Ruochu's eyes widened in brief shock before quickly sitting up properly. Of course she recognized her great benefactor—she hadn't expected the other party to visit quietly like this.
The head nurse introduced: "Young Miss, this is the infection disease expert Dr. Mu I mentioned before. She'll be responsible for your follow-up examination work. I'll excuse myself for a moment."
She and Hibiscus nodded at each other as greeting, then the door closed, leaving only the two facing each other—one still in shock, one meaningful.
"Living quite nicely—don't you need to take exams?"
"Later I'll donate a building to an overseas university and get a diploma. Dad said not to waste time studying useless majors. Next time he'll give me a company worth hundreds of millions to practice with."
"Indeed."
Knowing the unlucky young miss's life story, Hibiscus was speechless. This disheveled beauty before her actually already had experience managing large companies—just a scatterbrained personality.
Jin Ruochu's face lit up as she patted the bedside, gesturing for the girl to sit down. Then she slowly leaned closer, carefully cupping Hibiscus's cheeks. She saw exquisite features, fair skin, a faint smile at the corners of her mouth that stirred heartstrings—this temperament belonged uniquely to someone who had seen everything without changing expression. No mistake—they had met and parted several times, but this moment was their true formal encounter.
"...This is the so-called transformation state?"
"Your intuition is accurate."
"So you still haven't used your true face—you're cheating." Jin Ruochu suddenly rolled around on the bed, kicking and punching at the air like a crying child.
"It's not that I'm unwilling—this identity is convenient for meeting you."
Hibiscus touched the girl's head, and she took the opportunity to roll into her embrace, resting her head on her thigh and snuggling close, quite like a mother-daughter atmosphere. Well, maybe she really was being treated as an elder—after all, Dr. Mu's age was listed as 40.
Never mind if it matched her appearance—blame the medical profession for lacking persuasiveness when too young. This was for patients' sense of security.
"Did you come specifically to see me?"
"That's right—at least to see if my most concerned patient is safe and sound."
"Perfect timing. Everyone's been busy researching the Disaster Beast corpse lately and can't spare attention here. We can play games to our hearts' content with no one to manage us." Jin Ruochu's big eyes rolled around showing mischief. "Speaking of which, was the hunter who killed that big cat you?"
Facing the girl's hopeful expression, Hibiscus slowly nodded. After all, she couldn't hide it—direct questions definitely couldn't fool a magical girl's keen perception with lies.
"I knew you were the strongest!"