Yang Yunqi's divination did indeed come true for Jiang Qiao. However, he was worried about the child's health. The girl had only just woken up, and Jiang Qiao had not fully recovered at all. It was already quite good that she could walk freely.
Hou Diankui was filled with worry and tension. To ease his anxiety, the old man simply closed his eyes and began practicing his internal energy cultivation technique.
When the old man practiced his internal energy cultivation method, his five senses became exceptionally sharp. He could even feel the wind blowing past his ears. The more he felt this way, the more confident he became. As spiritual energy flowed into the room, he also benefited from it.
Actually, he discovered a problem: although the spirit-gathering array he created could absorb spiritual energy, it wouldn't have been so effective if Jiang Qiao hadn't been there.
Therefore, this girl is truly magical. He even felt that since she had died once, she seemed to have received divine favor.
He could even hear the sound of the silver needles vibrating in the air, and he secretly sighed to himself, "The girl's medical skills have improved a lot."
Jiang Qiao and Hou Diankui stayed there all morning. Jiang Qiao was almost exhausted. Yang Yunqi's brain was swollen. She had to drain the fluid. If she were to have surgery, the old man would probably die on the operating table. So she reluctantly forced the fluid under his scalp and then manually removed it bit by bit.
Song Zhi was just a gofer outside. Whatever Jiang Qiao needed, he would ask the doctor for it. As for medical staff coming to check on her, he would refuse to be disturbed and would take responsibility if anything happened. Even Yang Yunqi's son was the same way.
Who is Jiang Qiao? His father survived at the hands of this girl. He might doubt others, but he absolutely trusts Jiang Qiao's abilities.
"Alright, Master Hou, help me out, I'm exhausted—"
Hou Diankui helped the swaying Jiang Qiao up, his eyes full of concern.
"Girl, can you hold on?"
Jiang Qiao spoke in an extremely soft voice, "I need to rest. Could you please take me back to the guesthouse—"
"Old Song, come quick, lend a hand, Jiang Qiao is exhausted—"
Song Zhi, who was waiting outside, quickly pushed open the door and knelt down with heartache. "Quick, help the child up, let's go back first."
Jiang Qiao rushed in and Yang's eldest brother gave a few instructions: "Brother Yang, I've put the medicine on the table, it's already labeled. Just give it to Uncle as I said, he should wake up tonight. I'm leaving now, we'll talk later."
After Jiang Qiao finished speaking, Song Zhi picked her up and ran outside without saying another word. The girl needed to rest, and he didn't want his child to worry about him anymore.
Hou Diankui followed behind, and Zhao Jian helped open the car door. "Get in, everyone, follow me—"
After sending Jiang Qiao back to the guesthouse, Jiang Qiao locked the door and went straight into her personal space to rest and replenish her energy.
Treating illnesses is also a mentally taxing matter. I don't know what kind of fate Yang Yunqi has. Why does every accident always result in a fatal injury? Oh dear, it's fortunate that she's here. Otherwise, the old man would probably have died several times over.
Hou Diankui and the others rested in the next room, while Song Zhi and Zhao Jian went to their brother unit in this area. They still hadn't figured out what happened yesterday, and since they were involved, they had to find out the truth.
"You stay here and keep watch; we'll be right back."
Hou Diankui waved his hand and said, "By the way, let me tell you comrades that the girl is going to do something big later, so tell them to keep their eyes open and not to get involved, especially regarding Gu Zhengkai's matter."
Zhao Jian's mouth dropped open in surprise. "My God, is Jiang Qiao planning something big? As far as I know, Gu Zhengkai's matter is very difficult to handle. He's been taken over by the rebels here. Taking him back from them is undoubtedly going to be extremely difficult. I reckon even if our people were to step in, it wouldn't be enough."
Hou Diankui snorted, "Others may not be able to, but Jiang Qiao definitely can. Don't worry, just pass on a message first, telling them not to get too close. The girl doesn't like to hurt unrelated people."
Song Zhi nodded. "Old Hou, don't worry. I'll go and tell them that I won't mention anything else. I'll just say that Jiang Qiao is here on business and ask them to leave."
Hou Diankui waved his hand. "Alright, go ahead. Come back and bring some food, something soupy or liquid, the girl needs that."
After everyone left, Hou Diankui cast another divination for Yang Yunqi, and it was truly divine. Before, it was a matter of life and death, but now, there was a glimmer of hope.
He gave a wry smile. "You're really something, girl. You said you'd bring him back to life, and you really did. It seems the turning point for your uncle's situation still lies with you."
Jiang Qiao, who was being given high hopes, ate and drank to her heart's content. She meditated for a long time in the empty house. She wasn't sleepy, but tired. After regulating her breathing, she felt much better. She rested for a while and immediately felt fully recharged.
Feeling more energetic, Jiang Qiao took the tea leaves and went out to knock on the door next door.
"Master Hou, look, this is new tea. Shall we have some, you and me?"
The old man was pleasantly surprised that Jiang Qiao recovered so quickly.
He asked nervously, "Girl, have you recovered?"
Jiang Qiao nodded. "It's alright now."
Hou Diankui looked her up and down with a sigh, "You little girl, you've survived a great calamity, you're bound to have good fortune in the future. This old man is going to enjoy the good life with you, my half-apprentice."
Jiang Qiao waved his hand and said, "That's nothing. This tea is good. Let's have a taste, you and I. I haven't even opened it yet."
This tea was grown by Jiang Qiao during his years of wandering. The new tea was only processed when the tea trees were restored in the countryside, and we haven't had a chance to share it with everyone yet.
As a patient, she hadn't gone out and no one had mailed her anything, so it wasn't appropriate for her to take this out. Therefore, Hou Diankui was the first person to taste the new tea.
After the tea was brewed, the room was filled with fragrance. The old man was so excited that his hand holding the teacup trembled slightly.
Hou Diankui was not a worldly person; on the contrary, he lived a life richer than the wealthy in those years. He certainly enjoyed all the good things, since the people he dealt with were all prominent, wealthy, and powerful individuals.
Because he had seen the world, he realized just how good the tea Jiang Qiao had served was.
I closed my eyes and, as if in bliss, brought the teacup to my nose and took a good sniff.
"Good tea, girl, what kind of tea is this?"
Jiang Qiao smiled and shook her head. "How would I know? Anyway, someone gave it to me, saying it was picked from the mountains. It doesn't have a name. If you like it, you can give it a name so I can distinguish it next time I ask someone for it."
Hou Diankui shook his head. "I'll just drink it. The name doesn't matter. I'm not qualified to name it anyway. Who cares what the name is, as long as it tastes good."
After saying that, the old man blew on the floating tea leaves and carefully took a sip.
"It's delicious, girl. Are you planning to take that can with you?"
Jiang Qiao smiled and pushed the tea canister in front of Hou Diankui. "I'm giving it to you now. I have more here. If you like it, I'll get you some more later."
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