Translator: _Min_
It was a clear lack of awareness.
Feeling as if she had been struck by an unexpected blow, Lin Wansuâs lips lost all their color, leaving her pale and bloodless, âUncle, IâIâm so sorry!â
She hurried out of the private room, her face deathly pale and her ears ringing. What is happening?
Lin Jihuan being a fan of Si Fuqing was one thing, but why were Lin Bojian and Lin Qingchen, father and son, showing such profound respect towards Si Fuqing?
Lin Wansu recalled a recent news story about Zuo Xianyu stealing Si Fuqingâs project proposal. Could it be that the proposal was meant for the Lin family? But how did Si Fuqing come into contact with the Lin family?n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Lin Wansu was utterly baffled, feeling an unprecedented torment as her vision began to blur.
She stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.
Xu Jianian, with keen eyes, promptly supported her, âSusu, are you alright? You look pale. Did you see something unsettling?â
âItâs nothing,â Lin Wansu regained her composure and managed a weak smile. âI accidentally wandered into the kitchen just now and saw a pig being slaughtered. It scared me.â
Xu Jianian nodded, not suspecting a thing, âLetâs go sit over there.â Meanwhile, other families also made their entrance.
The situation of the Ji family was well known among the elites of Sijiu City.
One daughter was sent to the Thousand Army Alliance, the other kept secluded at home.
Their only commonality was their absence from the public eye.
Yet, the name Ji Qingwei carried a significant reputation. Skilled in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, she was frail in health but not in ability.
The mystery surrounding her, never having appeared in public, only fueled everyoneâs curiosity.
Mrs. Ji had to take care of Ji Qingwei, so, as usual, only the Ji familyâs butler came with generous gifts.
Yu Yao personally went out to greet him.
Ji Qingwei was the only one from the Ji family that mattered to him, âIâve been busy these past few days and havenât had a chance to visit Qingwei. How is
âThe young missâs health remains poor,â the butler sighed. âItâs all due to that incident from years ago, leaving her with lingering ailments. To fully cure her, given the current state of medical science, is difficult.â
Yu Yaoâs lips tightened.
He was well aware of the reason behind Ji Qingweiâs deteriorating health, and he blamed himself for it
Even the few top medical experts in the world could only alleviate Ji Qingweiâs condition, not cure it completely.
But the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand was different.
The medical skills of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand were unpredictable, and no one knew where the skills were learned.
The techniques seemed not to belong to any known medical category.
Yet, in âEternity,â who didnât know of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthandâs capricious nature?
Even with a substantial offer, it was difficult to convince the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand to treat the illness.
But if one were lucky enough to encounter the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand in a good mood, fortunes might change.
That had been his experience.
Players could hardly compare to the dangers posed by NPCs.
Especially those of the level of the Master of the Ghost Valley.
Yet, the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand was among those exceptions.
There were even bets on whether the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand could defeat the Master of the Ghost Valley if they ever clashed.
âDonât worry too much,â Yu Yao offered words of comfort. âI will find a way to cure Qingwei.â
âThank you, Young Master Yu,â the butler smiled. âItâs good that the young miss has you. Otherwise, she would be so lonely, without even a peer to talk to.â
Yu Yao nodded, âWhen I last visited her, she was organizing threads. Has she started embroidering again?â
âYes, sheâs embroidering,â the butler replied happily. âSheâs working on a
âThousand Miles of Rivers and Mountainsâ piece for the Heaven Earth
Allianceââ
He suddenly stopped speaking and his gaze fixed on something..