Although Ni Yang was performing acupuncture on Wu Yanyun with many doctors standing by, she was not nervous at all.
She remained as composed as ever.
Her movements in inserting the needles were smooth and flowing, and from a distance, there was even a hint of an artistic martial flair.
The doctors watching were dumbfounded.
If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, who would believe that a teenager could be so skilled?
After more than two hours of acupuncture, Wu Yanyun’s condition gradually improved, and her originally pale face started to turn rosy, with the blisters on the corner of her mouth also shrinking.
While they hadn’t completely disappeared, they were at least not as disturbing as in the beginning.
"Ancient Medicine is truly miraculous!"
"Our ancestors’ legacy is indeed marvelous, isn’t it?"
After the acupuncture session, Wu Yanyun was taken out, and Ni Yang was surrounded by a group in the middle, answering various medical questions.
Although she was younger than everyone present, her aura was not the least bit diminished.
With confident eyes and sophisticated speech, she provided the most professional answers to the most complicated problems, earning everyone’s genuine admiration!
Ni Yang’s tone was neither fast nor slow, perfect for the doctors to take notes.
One of the female doctors felt more and more familiar with Ni Yang as she watched, "Little Divine Doctor, you’re the national top scholar of this year, aren’t you?"
Ni Yang had appeared on television three times this year, so anyone who had seen the news would have some impression of her.
Ni Yang nodded with a smile, "Yes."
The female doctor covered her mouth and exclaimed, "Oh my! Oh my! I knew you looked familiar! So you are the national top scholar Ni Yang, right, my child adores you! Could you give me an autograph?"
"Of course."
The female doctor was thrilled to death, passing her notebook to Ni Yang, "Little Divine Doctor, please sign here. My child is taking the college entrance exam next year. Ever since he saw your news, he’s been so much more diligent in studying, and even says he wants to be the top scholar too!"
As Ni Yang took the notebook, she asked, "What’s your child’s name?"
"Chen Haoran, ’Haoran’ as in the great poet Meng Haoran."
Ni Yang nodded and wrote on the notebook: Through a decade of toiling over books under a cold window, all in hope of being honored on the list of success, wishing student Wang Haoran leaps through the Dragon Gate like a Carp!
December 20, 1985.
Signed: Ni Yang.
The characters Ni Yang wrote were powerful yet unrestrained, impressively beautiful!
The female doctor received the notebook with both hands, "Thank you, Little Divine Doctor! Our child will be so happy to see this!"
"You’re welcome," Ni Yang said with a slight smile.
When she returned to the ward, Ni Yang was surprised to see Ni Cuihua and Shangguan Dehui standing outside, and asked, "Mom and Dad, why are you standing outside?"
It was winter, and the corridor was so cold.
Ni Cuihua sighed, looking somewhat upset, "Well... Yanyun has woken up."
"Has she started making a fuss again?" Ni Yang spoke in an indifferent tone, her rhetorical question sounding more like a statement.
Ni Cuihua nodded.
Not only had Wu Yanyun made a fuss, but the words she uttered were particularly nasty.
Very hurtful.
Ni Cuihua couldn’t bear to hear them, and she thought that if Ni Yang heard them, she probably couldn’t bear them either.
Ni Yang’s eyes remained indifferent, "Let her fuss. What’s out of sight is out of mind. After all, we don’t owe her anything anymore."
Ni Yang had long been disappointed in this sister.
Wu Yanyun’s reaction after waking up was also within her expectations, so she was not surprised at all.
Shangguan Dehui nodded, "Yangyang is right, Daya, we don’t owe Yanyun anything anymore, and you don’t have to feel guilty either. Whether as her mother or as Ni Yang being her sister, you both have done very well. You don’t owe her anything. There’s no need to always indulge her!"
In Shangguan Dehui’s view, Wu Yanyun truly lacked any sense of gratitude.
If she had even a shred of gratitude, she wouldn’t have treated Ni Cuihua like this today.
By now, Ni Cuihua had also come to a realization.
From now on, she would act as if she had never given birth to this daughter!
Just then, Wu Jinshu came out of the ward, his face filled with shame as he said, "Yangyang, Dad Yang, Mom Yang, I’m so sorry! It’s our fault for not raising our child properly!"
Ni Yang went on, "Yanyun has just woken up, so it’s not good for her to get too agitated. You should go in and calm her down. Nothing is more important than her life. We will be heading back."
Wu Jinshu insisted on escorting Ni Yang and her company out of the hospital.
After getting into the car, Ni Yang asked, "Mom, now that Yanyun is no longer connected to our family, can you really let go of her?"
Ni Cuihua looked out the window with a relieved smile, "Just like you said, there’s no mother-daughter fate between us. A melon forced is not sweet, let it go; I’ve come to terms with it."
Now that her heart was unburdened, Ni Cuihua didn’t owe Wu Yanyun anything anymore.
"It eases my mind to hear you say that."
As time went by, the year end was rapidly approaching. Today was the twenty-eighth of the twelfth lunar month, and the day after tomorrow would be Chinese New Year’s Eve.
Since the New Year was just around the corner, Ni Yang had closed all of the Pure Jade Skin stores and gave all the employees a ten-day holiday.
In addition, she gave them a lot of New Year’s gifts.
Even though Pure Jade Skin could earn a lot in a single day, she knew money was never-ending. To Chinese people, celebrating the New Year is of utmost importance and she didn’t want the employees to think of her as an inhumane boss.
Besides, there’s no end to earning money; it doesn’t matter if she earns a bit more or less.
Additionally, the Heavenly Fragrance Restaurant also ceased operation for ten days.
They would resume work on the eighth day of the new lunar year.
During these days, Wu Yanyun’s health also improved day by day.
Yan Erju smiled and said, "Yanyun, you owe a lot to Yangyang. Without her, you might still be lying in that hospital bed!"
At the mention of Ni Yang, the smile on Wu Yanyun’s face suddenly faded, "If she hadn’t meddled, maybe I would have recovered a long time ago!"
"Yanyun!"
"Did I say something wrong?" Wu Yanyun turned to look at Yan Erju, "Mom, don’t forget, Ni Yang is just a doctor. Maybe all of this was a scheme she cooked up with the doctor! She wants me to be grateful to her! She wants me to forgive her!"
But Ni Yang nearly cost her her life, why should she forgive Ni Yang?
She would never forgive Ni Yang!
Yan Erju continued, "Yanyun, you have too many misunderstandings about Yangyang. She’s not that kind of person and she would never do such a thing."
"It was her who did this!" Wu Yanyun continued, "Firstly, she wanted to kill me because she was jealous of me; she was afraid I would compete with her for the inheritance! Secondly, she wanted to use this incident to make me forgive her! It’s simply killing two birds with one stone!"
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