Chapter 304: 303, disappointed Chapter 304: 303, disappointed Seeing Song Yanxue rush in like a gust of wind, Mr. Song’s face darkened. She was becoming more and more impolite.
Song Yanxue threw the secret book on the table, “This is not the one I gave you. Give me back my book.” She had to retrieve the secret book; only then would she feel confident.
Mr. Song glanced at the secret book on the table, “This is the one.” The secret book was hidden in a secret compartment in his study, known only to him and the butler—who else could switch it? Having been with him for nearly thirty years, he knew the butler’s character the best.
“It’s not. Give it back to me, it’s mine,” Song Yanxue shouted like a madwoman.
“Bang!” Mr. Song slammed his hand down on the table, “Are you implying that I swallowed your secret book?”
Song Yanxue shrank her neck in fear, “But this one really isn’t it.” She had practiced cultivation; how could she not know.
Mr. Song sighed deeply, and disappointment was all he could see in Song Yanxue’s eyes, “Song Yanxue, you say this isn’t the one, so who do you think switched your secret book, me or your Uncle Wu?” Despite them both being his granddaughters, why was there such a difference?
Song Yanxue was at a loss for words.
“Alright, take your book and leave. I don’t want to see you,” Mr. Song waved his hand. Fortunately, he had never placed the hopes of the family on Xiao Xue; otherwise, he would surely be even more disappointed.
Song Yanxue wanted to say something else, but seeing Mr. Song’s cold gaze, she swallowed her words forcibly, picked up the secret book from the table, and walked towards the exit. She was determined to find out who had switched her secret book.
Song Yan Ning, Yang Lisheng, Li Meixiang, and Xiang caught the early train back to Yang City.
Because of the summer vacation, most parents were traveling with their children, and the train was packed, with even the aisles full of people.
“Grandma, Grandpa, have something to eat,” Song Yan Ning took out two bottles of milk from her bag and handed them to Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang. She had initially wanted to fly back to Yang City, but flights were hard to come by now. Thankfully, the high-speed train would reach Yang City in about seven to eight hours.
“You drink it, Grandpa isn’t thirsty,” Yang Lisheng handed a bottle to Li Meixiang beside him.
“Grandpa, I have more in my bag,” Song Yan Ning grabbed Yang Lisheng’s hand and placed the milk into his hand. This wasn’t ordinary milk; she had added some Spirit Lake Water into it. The diluted Spiritual Lake Water from her Spiritual Pearl had great benefits for ordinary people’s health.
“Alright,” Yang Lisheng nodded with a smile, opened the cap, and took a sip. A taste that was milky and very sweet dispersed in his mouth. He wasn’t a fan of milk, but he had to admit, this milk was indeed delicious.
“This milk tastes really good, where did you buy it?” Li Meixiang also felt the milk was exceptionally tasty.
“At the supermarket,” Song Yan Ning smiled.
Yang Lisheng glanced at the milk’s brand, “When we get back, let’s buy a box from the supermarket.”
Song Yan Ning nodded with a smile, took out two bottles of Spiritual Lake Water, and handed one to Xiang in the adjacent seat.
Xiang joyfully took the Spiritual Lake Water and began gulping it down. Ever since she started drinking this water, her cultivation had improved significantly. Following her master had its benefits.
“Xiao Ning, why aren’t you drinking milk?” Yang Lisheng noticed Song Yan Ning was drinking mineral water and felt touched. She must have wanted to save the last two bottles of milk for them, considering their age.
Song Yan Ning playfully stuck out her tongue at Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang, “I like drinking mineral water.”
“You cheeky girl,” Yang Lisheng fondly tousled Song Yan Ning’s hair.
Song Yan Ning laughed heartily and leaned her head on Yang Lisheng’s shoulder. “Grandpa, I’m going to take a nap.”
Although she couldn’t make her grandparents cultivate, she could still ensure they lived a long life.
“Sleep, we’ll call you when we arrive,” Yang Lisheng said with a smile, nodding his head.
The train sped rapidly along the tracks, resembling a white giant dragon.
When Song Yan Ning heard the announcement that the next station was Yangcheng, she opened her eyes.
Seeing Song Yan Ning awake, Li Meixiang smiled. “The next station is Yangcheng Station. The high-speed train is really fast.” When they went there, she and her husband had taken a regular train. Although they were not short on money, they preferred to save where they could, so they could leave more for Xiao Ning.
“Where’s Grandpa?” Song Yan Ning didn’t see Yang Lisheng.
“He went to help. Someone just had a sudden heart attack, and he went over when he found out.”
Song Yan Ning released her Divine Sense and quickly saw Yang Lisheng trying to save the patient, perspiring heavily as he performed CPR. However, the patient’s condition was severe, and the CPR wasn’t very effective.
“Grandma, I’m going to have a look,” Song Yan Ning said as she stood up and walked towards the carriage where Yang Lisheng was.
Yang Lisheng continued performing CPR while monitoring the patient’s condition, his heart filled with helplessness as the patient’s face grew paler. He didn’t have his silver needles with him; otherwise, he could have tried acupuncture, which might have offered a sliver of hope.
“Doctor, how is he?” the patient’s wife asked anxiously.
Yang Lisheng stopped his actions and shook his head, standing up. “His condition is too severe; I can’t save him.”
The patient’s wife broke down instantly, crying loudly and shaking her husband who lay on the ground. “You can’t die; what will I do if you’re gone? Our son isn’t married yet; how will he find a wife if you’re gone? Please wake up, wake up…”
People around them couldn’t help but feel a lump in their throats at the scene.
Yang Lisheng shook his head and felt someone grab his hand. He turned and saw it was Song Yan Ning, his eyes immediately showing surprise. “Xiao Ning, please save that uncle.” Her medical skills were better than his; maybe she could do something.
Song Yan Ning took out silver needles and handed them to Yang Lisheng, whispering a few instructions. “Grandpa, just do as I told you.”
“Okay,” Yang Lisheng took the needles, walked to the patient, and squatted down again. “Young lady, stop crying. Let me try again.”
The patient’s wife lifted her head. “Doctor, you must save him. He is the pillar of our family; I can’t live without him.”
“I’ll do my best,” Yang Lisheng said as he unbuttoned the patient’s shirt and inserted the silver needles.
As soon as the needles were in, the patient showed signs of response.
The crowd around cheered at the sight.
“I had no idea acupuncture could be so powerful to revive someone at death’s door.”
“This doctor must be a Divine Doctor. I must get his contact details later.”
“Me too.”