Turning to Song Shutian, she said, "Brother Song, it's really kind of you to come all this way despite your busy schedule—"

Song Shutian couldn't help but laugh. "Jiang Qiao, I've been waiting to hear you speak for so long. This is more like you. Lying on the kang without moving is not like you at all. You should get better soon. There are so many things waiting for you to do."

Jiang Qiao stretched out her arms and hugged Song Zhi. "Uncle, I'm back. You've worked so hard."

Song Zhi couldn't help but shed tears. "It's not hard work. What's so hard for your uncle? It's the people who took care of you who are working hard. Good child, you're finally back. Our wait wasn't in vain."

Chen Fang, who was standing guard upstairs, couldn't stand being left out. "Jiang Qiao, I'm here too!"

Jiang Qiao smiled and waved at him, "When I recover, I'll make you some medicinal wine—"

Chen Fang chuckled from above, then waved and said, "Good boy, Uncle is waiting for your wine."

Hou Diankui came over and patted Jiang Qiao's head. "Girl, how was it? Did I not disappoint you?"

Jiang Qiao smiled and nodded, "With you, Master Hou, around, I feel at ease wherever I go. Master Hou, thank you for your hard work and dedication over the past four years."

Hou Diankui hugged Jiang Qiao and said, "Girl, let's not be so polite. We're like family."

"By the way, what's next? Xiao Song, what are your plans?"

Song Shutian gave a wry smile. "Let's go up and celebrate. There are only a few of us. The shift change won't be until tomorrow, so we'll be taking over here for now. Ning Hao, carry Jiang Qiao on your back, let's go up and have a good celebration."

Jiang Qiao waved her hand. "Wait a minute, let me recover. I want to walk by myself. Grandpa, did you bring your needles?"

Qiao Jie quickly took out all his tools. "Girl, can you handle this?"

Jiang Qiao nodded and asked Ning to help her sit down. The others followed suit, especially Hou Diankui, Song Shutian, and Ning Hao. Jiang Qiao had personally opened their meridians, so they all understood what was going on here without her saying anything. How could they miss such a good opportunity?

The others sat down around, and even just sitting and watching Jiang Qiao made them feel content.

Qiao Jie and Song Zhi watched from the side. After Jiang Qiao absorbed the energy, the speed at which she used the needles was so fast that even Qiao Jie and Song Zhi had to marvel at it. It was too fast, especially when she was sticking the needles into herself. She didn't even flinch. They admired her. She could be so ruthless to herself. This girl was amazing.

When the three people opened their eyes, Jiang Qiao was able to stand up on her own, but she still needed someone to help her. Ning Hao quickly came over to support her.

"Uncle Song, let me do it. You rest for a while, shall we go upstairs?"

Song Zhi raised his chin. "Alright, you go first, we'll cover the rear. Oh dear, it's been so long since I've had meat. Girl, you're back. You have to make it up to us this time."

Before Jiang Qiao could even speak, Song Shutian chimed in, "We've got everything ready. We grabbed a few on the way here, so we can grill them and celebrate Jiang Qiao's return. It's been four years, we've waited way too long. Let's go, let's go upstairs and get ready to dig in."

As Qiao Jie walked, he exclaimed, "It's time to have a proper celebration. Today, I'm treating everyone to some good wine, and I've brought all the gifts."

Song Zhi said from the side, "You've prepared quite thoroughly, haven't you? You really trust Lao Hou that much?"

Hou Diankui proudly stuck out his neck. "That's right. Don't you know who I am? Jiang Qiao is practically my apprentice. For my little apprentice, even if I have to bend over backwards, I'll pull the child back, right? See? Hasn't this wish come true?"

Song Zhi sighed and shook his head. "Before, I always thought this was a bit far-fetched, but now I believe it. Old Hou, if we encounter a similar situation again in the future, can you summon it back?"

Hou Diankui shook his head. "Only Jiang Qiao can do it. I can't do it for anyone else. After all, we are from the same school and have a causal relationship. According to your logic, there would be no such thing as death in this world."

Song Zhi nodded knowingly, "I thought anyone could do it, but it turns out our Qiao'er is a special case."

Hou Diankui patted Song Zhi on the shoulder and said, "That's why I say this girl is destined for good fortune."

Hou Diankui's explanation, though not entirely clear, made it perfectly clear to everyone present that this was a one-time exception; no one else could do it except Jiang Qiao.

"I thought the Japanese devils' immortality might be related to this, but it turns out it's not like that. Well, everyone has their own fate, and you really can't compare these things; it's all predetermined at birth."

Everyone nodded in agreement with Qiao Jie's words, saying, "That's right, we can't envy someone like Jiang Qiao."

Little girl, remember this: you're destined for good fortune. When the time comes, remember to think of us if you get anything delicious.

Song Shutian hadn't received a package from Jiang Qiao for over four years, and he missed it terribly.

Jiang Qiao readily agreed, "No problem, no problem."

Jiang Qiao climbed to the top, her legs were already weak, and her body, lacking exercise, was temporarily helpless.

Chen Fang and Ning Hao were already busy, setting up a campfire to roast meat. Qiao Jie also took out the ginseng wine that Jiang Qiao had prepared before, which had turned golden yellow. Putting aside the ginseng in it, the other medicinal herbs were also of high quality.

"My goodness, old man, this is some real treasure! I never imagined you had such a good wine hidden away."

Qiao Jie laughed heartily, "This was brewed by my Qiao'er. The child was sick, so I wasn't in the mood to drink this. Now that the child is back, of course I have to bring it out to celebrate. Come on, fill it up. Don't drink too much, too much of a tonic isn't a good thing."

There's still some wine at home; I'll give each of you a bottle later.

Chen Fang took a small sip and said, "Oh, old man, I really have to thank you. This is a really good thing, very nourishing. Let me tell you, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, so hurry up and reserve it with the old man."

Song Zhi chuckled and said, "The old man keeps his word. No need to pre-order, Uncle, I'll pick it up later—"

I took a small sip, and it felt so good. It was as if that small sip could dispel all the fatigue in my body and make my pores feel comfortable.

Song Shutian and Ning Hao shouted "Good wine!" together, then looked at each other and smiled.

Jiang Qiao watched from the side, her eyes full of smiles, "Drink slowly, we have plenty of time in the future."

Chen Fang sighed from the side, "Four years have passed, girl. You think these four years have gone by quickly, but we feel that these four years have been torture. We have been hoping for you to wake up every day, and we have been thinking about how to catch the mastermind behind the murder every day."

Unfortunately, there's still no word. To be honest, we, as his uncles, feel guilty towards him.