Chapter 9 Eight-figure sum? Quite arrogant!
"yes!"
The middle-aged man immediately fell silent and obediently stepped aside.
This is his last hope; he cannot give up.
"You actually dared to let her do it—"
Some people wanted to argue, but when they met the girl's aloof face, they were inexplicably afraid.
No one is chirping loudly anymore.
They only dared to get close and whisper, with an expression of waiting to see a good show.
Okay, okay, you won't listen to advice.
She deserved it for causing someone's death.
Pei Jinwu skillfully manipulated the needle with her right hand while using her left to remove blood.
Neiguan, Sanyinjiao, Shenmen.
Each person received one acupuncture.
After three needles, the bleeding from the old man's mouth and nose stopped immediately.
The people around, who were listening to the crickets, exclaimed, "Huh?"
They're really good at this!
Given that it was an acute myocardial infarction, Pei Jinwu then applied acupuncture to Renzhong, Jiquan, and Daling acupoints.
The unconscious old man suddenly opened his eyes and gasped for breath.
Then.
Pei Jinwu took out an unmarked medicine bottle from her bag, poured out two small, dark pills, and fed them into his mouth.
Less than three seconds.
The old man's breathing became normal and even, and his eyes became clear.
"Grandpa!" The middle-aged man immediately stumbled over, tears streaming down his face, "Are you alright?"
"Cough cough—"
The old man's gaze fell on the beautiful, well-behaved little girl in front of him. His blank eyes darted around, and his voice was hoarse: "Have you arrived in heaven?"
Definitely.
Otherwise, how could I have seen such a beautiful girl?
"We were almost there."
Once the old man was confirmed to be back to normal, Pei Jinwu withdrew her hand and looked at the middle-aged man: "Support him, he can't move around now."
"yes."
The middle-aged man was deeply moved and kept bowing and thanking Pei Jinwu.
"Wow, they really saved him!"
The crowd erupted in excitement, exclaiming, "They used traditional Chinese medicine acupuncture for treatment! It's amazing!"
"The technique looks like she's been trained, but the girl is still wearing the uniform of Huazhong University..."
"Huagao High School is right next to my house!" the middle-aged woman immediately exclaimed, excitedly adding, "The students from that private school are so amazing?"
"What was that black pill I gave him just now? It looked really strange!"
"Young lady, are those pills for treating heart disease? Could you sell me a few?"
"..."
The initial skepticism gradually turned into praise.
Amidst the heated discussion, a black sedan suddenly pulled up to the side of the road.
Several men in sharp suits and black clothing escorted an elderly woman with an excellent demeanor and bloodshot eyes.
"Waaaaah..."
The old lady looked anxious and ran forward.
"You old fool, what are you doing running around like that?"
"You're not angry anymore."
The old man immediately grabbed his wife's hand, smeared it on his face, and pulled a persimmon cake from his pocket, saying with a face full of affection, "You like it, here you go."
Did I sneak away just to buy her this?
The old lady looked at the persimmon cakes and couldn't bring herself to say anything more to blame them.
"Madam, this is the master's savior."
The housekeeper pointed to Pei Jinwu, who was tidying up the acupuncture kits, and spoke with immense gratitude.
"Yeah?"
The old lady, having calmed down, noticed Pei Jinwu beside her and excitedly grasped her hand: "Young lady, I really don't know how to thank you..."
The old man accompanied her shopping this afternoon.
In the blink of an eye, the person suddenly disappeared.
She didn't know something was wrong until the housekeeper called.
If it weren't for her.
That old man is probably already dead.
"You're welcome."
Pei Jinwu wasn't used to being close to people, so she calmly withdrew her hand and poured out a few pills: "Take them on time for two days, and the old gentleman will recover."
"Thank you, thank you so much."
The old lady gestured for someone to take it, then hurriedly pulled out her wallet: "How much is it? I..."
"Good deeds are done free of charge."
Pei Jinwu stopped her, his expression calm and unwavering.
Only then did the old lady see the girl's face clearly.
She has exquisite features, an elegant demeanor, and is clean and well-behaved, making her very pleasing to the eye.
Don't you think this girl and her unfilial grandson are a good match?
"The needles can only be removed two hours later," Pei Jinwu reminded him as she packed her bag.
"Does acupuncture take that long?"
The old lady's eyes darted around, and she said with a loving expression, "Would it be convenient for you to come home with us?"
"Perfect, my family can thank you properly."
Pei Jinwu glanced at the time.
It's almost six o'clock.
My aunt will worry if I go home too late.
"Sorry, I have other things to do." Pei Jinwu shook her head and refused.
"I see."
The old lady was quite disappointed, but not wanting to force her, she came up with another idea: "Then I'll add you on WeChat so it's easier to return the silver needles."
Silver needles are quite important.
Made of special materials, you won't find another set like it on Earth.
Add me on WeChat again?
Pei Jinwu frowned. Why are so many people trying to add her on WeChat lately?
"OK."
Still thinking about the silver needles, Pei Jinwu exchanged contact information with the old lady.
Briefly explain the precautions.
Pei Jinwu nodded slightly, boarded the bus, and left.
——
The car drove out of sight.
The old lady reluctantly withdrew her gaze, then remembered to let her grandson know he was safe:
"Shi Yan, your grandfather has been found."
"He was lucky to meet a young girl who knew medicine, and now he's fine."
"As long as we find it."
Shang Shiyan rubbed his temples, and his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.
"Having studied traditional Chinese medicine for so many years, I can't be wrong. This young lady is definitely a master of traditional Chinese medicine."
"Is that so?"
Shang Shiyan relaxed his tense body, leaned lazily against the car seat, and tapped his fingers on the keyboard, resuming his work: "Thank them properly."
"Of course I'll thank you."
The old lady paused for two seconds, then said in a deep voice, "Here's what I'll do. I'll give you her WeChat. Add her and then invite her out for a meal."
"?"
Knowing what the old lady was planning, Shang Shiyan paused slightly with his fingertips, his eyes deep and thoughtful, and said, "Alright, Grandma, stop making a fuss."
"I promise I'll bring a girlfriend home within a year."
What's the meaning?
She's been a widow for almost thirty years, and just a few days ago she was on a blind date. Now she has someone she likes?
They must have just found someone to fob them off!
"Don't give me that!"
The old lady snorted twice and eagerly explained, "You don't know, oh my, that miracle doctor girl is so well-behaved and beautiful, and she doesn't love money. Her temperament is unbelievably good."
"Trust Grandma, you'll definitely like it when you see it."
Let's chat first, and if we click—
oops.
The more she thought about it, the happier the old lady became.
Posting more photos?
He's seen quite a few photos over the years!
Well-behaved, pretty...
An arrogant figure unconsciously appeared in the man's mind.
She is very pretty, and well-behaved...
It's hard to say.
"Alright, Grandma, I'll go back to see you and Grandpa tonight."
Shang Shiyan pinched the bridge of his nose, not wanting to continue the topic.
Using the excuse that he was busy with work, he quickly hung up the phone.
——
End the conversation.
Shang Shiyan lazily raised an eyebrow, looked at Feng Xing in the driver's seat, and asked indifferently, "How's J·Five doing?"
"Reporting to Master, the other party has refused."
J·Five is a renowned figure in the jewelry design industry, specializing in bespoke jewelry.
With its striking design, it is highly favored by socialites, heiresses, and wealthy wives.
pity.
She is low-key and easygoing, and only accepts orders based on her mood.
No.
Her master offered her an eight-figure sum to design jewelry for the old lady, but she refused.
"Did you raise the price?"
The man's thick, dark eyebrows furrowed, casting a shadow of gloom over his cold and aloof face.
"I added it," Fengxing answered honestly. "The other party said, cough cough, that they don't lack this little bit of money."
A small sum of money, eight figures?
Pretty arrogant!
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