Chapter Sixty-Five: Borrowing Blood

Zhou Jinyan smiled slightly and replied softly, "The vital signs are the same as usual, but the brain waves fluctuated a bit recently, though not by much."

He couldn't bear to discourage the child, but his unspoken message was that there was little hope.

A hint of disappointment flashed across Si Zuochen's face. He then looked at Jiang Ran and said coldly, "Didn't you say that Father suddenly sat up? What else do you have to say now?"

Hearing his doubts, Jiang Ran suddenly chuckled.

Is he exposing frauds? What a joke!

Unfortunately, there were no security cameras in the room, so she couldn't produce any evidence.

"Believe it or not, that's the truth." Jiang Ran said this and turned to leave.

Zhou Jinyan, however, sneered from the side, "What? You're leaving before you've finished dealing with things?"

"What does this have to do with you?" Jiang Ran looked up at him, her eyes filled with a hint of coldness.

Zhou Jinyan looked at her with disgust: "A doctor should have a compassionate heart. My patient is in such a condition, am I not even allowed to ask questions?"

Jiang Ran sighed softly as she watched him clearly stand up for Si Zuochen.

"How do you want to handle this? I know you have a close relationship with Si Yanxiao, but this is a family matter of the Si family, and it's not your place to interfere!"

She didn't want to argue with him, but he kept pressing her. Did he really think she was a pushover if she didn't say anything?

Zhou Jinyan's expression turned somewhat unpleasant, and he suddenly let out a cold laugh: "What a sharp tongue you have..."

Jiang Ran lowered her eyes and remained silent.

She did try to explain, but no one believed her anyway, so why bother?

Si Youlin remained silent throughout, simply standing to one side and quietly watching Jiang Ran, his gaze fixed on a certain spot, a thoughtful look in his eyes.

Seeing her like this, Si Zuochen felt inexplicably angry. He frowned slightly and said coldly, "Do you think you're qualified to bring up the Si family?"

A hint of mockery flashed in his eyes as he looked at her, and he was about to continue his reprimand when Si Youlin tugged at his sleeve and shook her head at him.

Si Zuochen understood his meaning, suppressed his temper, and snorted coldly.

The farce ended without a trace. No one believed her words. After all, Si Yanxiao had been asleep for several years. How could he wake up without any warning?

But she spoke so convincingly that they couldn't tell if it was true or false, and they couldn't very well involve the police, so they had no choice but to leave it at that.

After giving a few instructions, Zhou Jinyan left, scoffing at Jiang Ran before departing. The servants also dispersed.

Back in his room, Si Zuochen couldn't contain his doubts and asked, "Why did you pull me just now? That woman was obviously lying, why wouldn't you let me call her out on it?"

Upon hearing this, Si Youlin slowly shook his head and said softly, "She may not be lying."

"What do you mean?" Si Zuochen looked surprised. "How is that possible?"

Si Youlin looked up at him and explained, "I noticed earlier that there were pinch marks on her neck, like the marks of five fingers."

"How come I didn't see it?" Si Zuochen tilted his head slightly, carefully recalling the scene just now.

"I only saw it when I went up, but I didn't get a good look before her collar covered it."

Hearing his words, Si Zuochen frowned slightly: "That's impossible. If Father had woken up, how could he be like this now?"

Si Youlin shook his head, his face also showing confusion.

Meanwhile, Jiang Ran returned to her room, sat cross-legged, slowly closed her eyes, and carefully considered everything that had just happened. Si Yanxiao's overflowing spiritual energy was definitely not a good sign, and although he had just woken up, he was completely mindless, like a puppet.

If this continues, his spiritual energy will be insufficient to sustain the circulation within his body, and the consequences will be unimaginable...

The most crucial thing now is to stabilize the spiritual energy within his body, but she can't even touch him, let alone absorb his spiritual energy.

I'm afraid that it will bounce away as soon as I touch it.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ran frowned slightly. She had never seen this sign before. It seemed that the spiritual energy would only automatically return when Si Yanxiao regained consciousness.

But after being unconscious for so long, how easy is it to wake up?

Jiang Ran lowered her eyes, looked at the scattered spiritual energy around her, slowly got up, picked up her acupuncture kit, and walked towards Si Yanxiao's room.

Since modern medical technology couldn't wake her up, she decided to try her own way.

Standing by the bed, looking at Si Yanxiao's peaceful sleeping face, Jiang Ran pursed her lips and pinched a silver needle, ready to insert it into the acupoint.

"Mrs!"

A sudden exclamation came from behind her, and Jiang Ran quickly and quietly slipped the silver needle into her sleeve.

The man quickly walked up to her, his eyes full of wariness: "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Ran lowered her eyes slightly and explained, "I came to see if he was alright."

"No, no," the maid replied quickly. "Dr. Zhou specifically emphasized before he left that the gentleman needed to rest, so..."

The unspoken order to leave was obvious, and Jiang Ran looked somewhat helpless.

After finally seeing a slight improvement in their eyes, this incident has brought us back to square one.

Seeing that Jiang Ran did not move, the maid hesitated for a moment before reminding her, "Madam?"

Jiang Ran snapped out of her daze and replied, "Okay."

Then he turned and walked towards the room, faintly hearing the maid sigh softly behind him.

It seems she won't be able to get close to Si Yanxiao anytime soon, and has quickly become a key target to be wary of.

Looking at the talisman placed aside, Jiang Ran picked up her brush and continued drawing.

The talisman is merely a catalyst for curing the corpse poison; the most crucial ingredient is the blood of a close relative, and it must also contain pure yang energy.

Jiang Ran raised an eyebrow, thinking that there were several suitable candidates right in front of her.

Si Yanxiao is the best choice, but she can't get close to him now, making it even more difficult to get his blood.

Si Zuochen and Si Youlin are also suitable, and they possess the aura of the Azure Dragon and the aura of the White Tiger, which can suppress the Yin energy within Old Master Si's body.

only……

Thinking of Si Zuochen's way of never saying anything nice, Jiang Ran shook her head to herself.

So they placed their hopes on Si Youlin.

Thinking of this, a glint flashed in his eyes, and he quickened his movements as he drew the talisman.

The next morning, Si Youlin looked at the person who had suddenly appeared in front of him with some surprise on his face, and asked in a cold voice, "Do you have something to say?"

Jiang Ran nodded and replied, "I want to borrow something from you."

Borrow something?

What could he possibly lend her?

Upon hearing this, Si Youlin was taken aback at first, then frowned: "What?"

Jiang Ran pursed her lips and tentatively said, "Blood..."

"What did you say you wanted to borrow?" Si Youlin's voice involuntarily rose, as if he thought he had misheard.

Jiang Ran repeated the statement again, and then explained, "I don't want much, just a little."

Si Youlin stared coldly at Jiang Ran, as if she were a fool. Jiang Ran coughed lightly, a hint of embarrassment flashing across her face.

She knew that it was absurd for her to stop someone and ask for blood, but she had no other options.

Since it's for their elders' sake, it's better to be direct.

"Are you out of your mind?" Si Youlin retorted directly, "Who asks someone for blood out of the blue?"

Jiang Ran was about to explain when he continued, "Are you crazy or am I crazy?"

After saying that, a hint of hostility flashed in his eyes: "Get out of my way, and I'll pretend I didn't hear anything today and won't bother with you."

Si Youlin made a final concession, but Jiang Ran didn't care at all and continued to persuade him: "I have a use for the money you lend me, and I will return it."

"Return it?" Si Youlin scoffed as if he had heard a joke. "How do you return it? You take one drop from me, and you give me one of yours?"

"What use would I have for your blood? To make a specimen?"

Hearing his sarcasm, Jiang Ran reached out and gently touched the tip of her nose, denying it aloud: "Of course not, I'll give you cash instead, as pocket money."

"No need." Si Youlin scoffed coldly. "In your eyes, am I that short of money?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ran's expression also turned somewhat unpleasant. Indeed, since Old Master Si doted on them so much, how could he be short of money?

Seeing her persistent look, Si Youlin couldn't help but ask, "Tell me, what do you want the blood for?"

Jiang Ran pondered for a moment, then slowly shook her head: "I can't say."

Metaphysics is a matter of belief; if you believe, it exists, if you don't, it doesn't. If she said it was used as a medicinal ingredient, she would probably be told she was "sick".

If this gets back to the old man, he might think I'm just playing tricks, which would backfire.

Seeing that Si Youlin was unyielding, Jiang Ran's eyes flashed, and she said seriously, "If you don't agree, then I'll have to force you."

As he spoke, he took out the silver needles in his hand. Upon seeing this, Si Youlin frowned slightly and subconsciously took a step back.