Translator: Yunyi
When Song Jingwan heard what was happening she let out a bitter laugh. She pushed open the car door, stepped out, and said, âHow could she know anything about medicine, sheâs just being stubborn. Let me persuade her.â
In reality, Song Jingwan wanted Song Yaoyao to accidentally kill someone and have her reputation completely ruined.
She ran over to stop Song Yaoyao and apologized to the middle-aged man. âSorry Sir, my sisterâs never studied medicine before. She has no idea how to save a person. For the sake of the old gentlemanâs safety, you should think about it carefully!â
âWho said I canât?â Song Yaoyao asked as she looked at the middle-aged man, âThe choice is in your hands. If you believe me, I will treat him.â
The young lady was clearly still young, but her eyes looked trustworthy.
At this point, there was nothing that the middle-aged man could do, so he took a deep breath and nodded his head. âI believe you!â
Song Jingwan felt happy inside, but a look of disappointment appeared on her face, âYaoyao! Thatâs a life youâre talking about! How can you treat a life like a game?â
âAre you done with your act?â Song Yaoyao lifted her head, âIf youâre done, then please move aside and donât delay me from saving a person.â
The middle-aged man also felt that Song Jingwan was being a nuisance, âMiss, if thereâs nothing else, please make way.â
Song Jingwanâs face turned green and pale. She pointed at Song Yaoyao and said, âFine! If you kill someone, I will ignore you!â
Song Yaoyao rolled her eyes. âGet lost...â
After saying this, she crouched down beside the old man and said, âLie him down horizontally and listen to my instructions.â
She focused, grabbed the old manâs hand, and carefully felt his pulse. At the same time, she found the acupuncture points that connected to the old manâs heart and gently pressed on them.
Jiquan, Shanzhong, Zhiyang...
The most important thing about massaging an acupuncture point wasnât just in locating it. The technique was crucial.
Song Yaoyao pursed her lips. Her forehead was already covered in sweat. She was focused and calm, and she had a reassuring aura that slowly eased the middle-aged manâs fears.
One minute...five minutes...
Just as the onlookers thought the old man was dead, his body suddenly twitched, his eyes flew open, and his breathing slowly stabilized.
âOh, my god! She actually saved him!â
âHeâs alive! This girl has some skill!â
Song Jingwanâs back stiffened and she dug her nails into her palm. How was this possible?
When did Song Yaoyao learn medicine?
As she listened to everyoneâs endless praise, she remembered how she confidently claimed that Song Yaoyao didnât know any medicine. Now that she had been slapped in the face, her cheeks felt like they were burning in pain.
But it didnât stop there. Soon, all the people that were criticizing Song Yaoyao turned their attention toward her.
âWhat motive did you have earlier? She clearly knows medicine, yet you were holding her back! Thatâs a life weâre dealing with!â
âI know, right? Lucky the doctor didnât listen to her; otherwise, the old man would have been in trouble!â
Song Jingwan did not look pleased. As she listened to the complaints, she clenched her fists.
No! She couldnât allow Song Yaoyao to get the better of her!
âThis was just a coincidence. The old gentleman was fine to begin with! If you donât believe me, you can ask her. We grew up together. Iâve never seen her touch medicine!â
Huo Ningxi paused and furrowed his brows.
Meanwhile, the middle-aged man broke down in tears as he hugged the old man. âFather! You scared me to death! I told you to rest at home, but you refused to listen to me! If something happened to you, what would I have done?â
This scene was heartbreaking. If a sensitive person saw it, they would have already turned around to wipe their tears.