Ye Qinchuan really wanted to knock open Su Ya's head to see if her thought process was straight.

Ye Qinchuan realized for the first time how terrifying straight women could be.

He was clearly confessing his feelings, so how did it become that he wanted to die for her?

Although he had the same idea, he would definitely risk his life to save Suya if danger arose.

How could she misinterpret his meaning?

Ye Qinchuan looked at Su Ya with a resentful gaze.

Su Ya felt a little uncomfortable under Ye Qinchuan's gaze, and wondered to herself, "Could it be that she misunderstood Ye Qinchuan's meaning? Otherwise, why would Ye Qinchuan look at her with the eyes of a young wife looking at her lover?"

Su Ya originally wanted to ask Ye Qinchuan.

After thinking about it again, I decided against it, wondering if I had misunderstood something.

Fortunately, Suya didn't ask.

If Ye Qinchuan knew that Su Ya compared him to a young wife, he would probably vomit blood on the spot.

Su Ya quickly recalled the story Ye Qinchuan had just told her.

Not a single word was missed.

But she clearly remembered that the story was about a boy who was willing to transform into a meteor shower so that his beloved girl could see a meteor shower and fulfill her wish.

She, she, she didn't misunderstand.

Who is Ye Qinchuan trying to impress with that ridiculous act?

Su Ya couldn't understand it and suddenly felt a little disappointed, wanting to go home.

So, before Ye Qinchuan could react, he reached out and flagged down a taxi and got in.

Ye Qinchuan didn't realize what was happening until the taxi made a sound.

He was still waiting for Suya to see his aggrieved look and comfort him.

As a result, the person just got in the car and drove off.

Ye Qinchuan...

I waited in vain.

What should you do if you encounter an unromantic woman?

As someone who's been there, I'm telling you, hurry up and pursue her.

Be careful, or you'll end up in a nightmare trying to win back your wife.

Ye Qinchuan waved to Ye Er, who quickly drove the car over.

Ye Qinchuan opened the back door and said, "Let's go to the villa."

Then he stopped talking.

After Suya got into the taxi, she suddenly didn't want to go home anymore.

So they had the taxi driver drive around Kyoto.

Kyoto is beautiful at night.

Su Ya rolled down the car window and looked at the endless stream of cars outside, along with the occasional sound of horns.

Interspersed among the noise were some drivers' curses.

It's probably because someone cut in front of it.

The colorful neon lights transformed Kyoto into a city that never sleeps. Everywhere they twinkled, showcasing the city's prosperity.

Suya was mesmerized.

This was the first time since her rebirth that she had seriously looked at the night view of Kyoto.

Although I've been out at night before, it was usually because I had something to do.

Either he's driving incredibly fast, or he's thinking about something.

They completely overlooked the beautiful scenery of Kyoto.

Sometimes we have to go to the suburbs, where there are fewer people and cars, and it seems even more desolate.

She remembered that the city she lived in before her rebirth was just as beautiful, but after that incident, their home was destroyed.

The city is shrouded in gray every day.

Everyone is on high alert at all times.

Be aware that people may come from any place or location at any time, wanting to take their lives.

Suya didn't want such a beautiful city like Kyoto to become like that. She didn't want so many people to lose their homes like she did.

Leave the environment you're too lazy to survive in.

She doesn't want anything bad to happen in this world.

Sudden.

A thought arose in her mind: she wanted to protect this world.

Let this world be filled with peace.

Or perhaps this is the true meaning of her coming into this world.

In an instant, Su Ya's state of mind changed.

Love is no longer important to her.

The important thing is that she wants to take this opportunity to pass on what she knows and is capable of.

Suya gave a new address.

I checked the time and it wasn't too late.

Then I made a phone call to Mr. Yan.

Tell her you're going to their house later.

Of course, Professor Yan welcomed it.

When Su Ya arrived at Old Yan's house, she explained her thoughts to him.

"You said you want more people to learn the Ling Shu Nine Needles?"

Old Master Yan never expected Su Ya to come to him for this reason.

Although Su Ya acknowledged that Yan Cuihua was her maternal grandmother.

However, she and Uncle Yan had agreed that they would each recognize their own title, so Su Ya had always called Uncle Yan "Old Man Yan".

“Uncle Yan, you know the effects of the Ling Shu Nine Needles without me having to say more. They can save lives in critical moments. But I am all alone, and the number of people I can save by myself is very limited.”

Old Yan also knew that this was indeed the case.

"But if a second person learns this, then it will save even more lives?"

"But these are your family heirlooms. Are you really going to give them away so selflessly? Aren't you afraid that someone might have bad intentions?"

"I asked with concern," said Old Yan.

Old Master Yan never intended to take possession of Su Ya's Ling Shu Nine Needles or force her to hand them over to the Chinese Medicine Association.

Su Ya laughed when she heard this.

I knew she hadn't misjudged him.

Although she knew she wouldn't misjudge people.

“Uncle Yan, the Ling Shu Nine Needles are not something anyone can learn. Just think about the consequences every time I use the Ling Shu Nine Needles, and you'll know that the Ling Shu Nine Needles are extremely domineering. Every time you use the needles, they will drain the essence and spirit of the person who is using them.”

Old Master Yan also remembered that Su Ya seemed to faint after each acupuncture treatment. In that case, the Ling Shu Nine Needles really is not something anyone can learn.

"So what does this spirit and energy refer to?"

Old Master Yan asked humbly.

"As I understand it, it should be a kind of energy generated by the mixing of Qi and blood, but I don't know how to explain it in detail?"

Su Ya did not tell Old Man Yan that her vitality came from that world.

"This explanation is somewhat ambiguous."

"But don't worry, Uncle Yan, he has enough energy and spirit. He can at least finish practicing four of the nine needles of the Ling Shu technique, which can save many people. But if he doesn't have enough, he will probably be drained after just one needle."

"In that case, it will be difficult to choose the right person."

Old Yan thought he had gotten a coveted prize, but he didn't expect that this prize wouldn't be so easy to eat.

"That's easy. I can tell if a person has energy and spirit just by looking at them. The most important thing now is for the descendants of traditional Chinese medicine families to learn. Maybe we can find a suitable candidate."

Anyone who knows traditional Chinese medicine will know some acupuncture.

Although I'm not an expert, I can treat most common illnesses.

Upon hearing this, Old Master Yan felt as if the clouds had parted to reveal the moon. "Yes, yes, I was overthinking it. There are so many traditional Chinese medicine families in China, I refuse to believe that we can't find a single one."

"I'm full of confidence," said Old Yan.

Old Yan looked at Su Ya and suddenly had an idea.

I just don't know if Suya will agree.

But he still wanted to try, just in case he succeeded. That would be a great thing for humanity.