The Hellborn Heiress - chapter 41
Now this is what you call a grand entrance-such overwhelming presence, truly worthy of the Su Family heiress from Longcheng.
Jiang Wan looked on with a touch of envy at Su Ningxue, who was the center of everyone’s attention, surrounded like stars around the moon.
Su Ningxue wore a snow-white dress, her ethereal grace like a flawless snow lotus blooming atop a high mountain.
Standing there, she seemed to be the very focal point of the world.
She radiated nobility from head to toe.
This is what it means to be an heiress raised by a prestigious family-every gesture exuded dignity and grace.
That innate arrogance, cultivated deep in her bones, was something Jiang Wan could only look up to but never attain.
Looking at herself, though she too was a wealthy heiress, compared to Su Ningxue, the difference was like heaven and earth.
“The entire Jiang Family is grateful for Little Divine Doctor Su’s visit to our humble home. Please, come in!” Jiang Shou said, fawning.
Su Ningxue’s face was expressionless; she simply asked, “I heard you know the whereabouts of Master Feng Qingyang?”
Her purpose here was only to find out Master Feng’s whereabouts; healing people was just something she did in passing.
Otherwise, she wouldn’t bother to set foot in a small place like Jiangbei.
Jiang Shou nodded and bowed, “Master Feng comes and goes without a trace. It’s not easy to find him.”
Su Ningxue glanced coolly at Jiang Fu, who was paralyzed in his wheelchair, and said, “It’s him, right? I can cure him. You only need to tell me Master Feng’s whereabouts.”
With her permission, Jiang Shou’s face broke into a wide smile.
Jiang Fu, sitting in the wheelchair, was so excited he started drooling uncontrollably.
Su Ningxue frowned slightly.
A Guard immediately strode forward and forcefully wiped away Jiang Fu’s drool.
This action stunned everyone present.
The Guard, expressionless, said, “My lady is very particular about cleanliness.”
“Of course, of course. That was my oversight-I should have let my son wait at home,” Jiang Shou quickly signaled Ye Shuhua to wheel Jiang Fu inside.
“Three months ago, I was still at a Taoist Temple in the mountains. By chance, I heard Master Feng was cultivating in the East Sea area, though I’m not sure if he’s still there now.”
Su Ningxue’s eyelids lifted slightly.
The Guard immediately understood and gave the order, “Send people to the East Sea to search for Master Feng at once!”
Afterwards, at Jiang Shou’s enthusiastic invitation, the Su Family Guards rolled out a red carpet from the entrance all the way into the Jiang Family’s living room.
Su Ningxue, noble and aloof, walked into the Jiang Family on the red carpet.
The Guards also tried to enter.
Jiang Wan hesitated for a moment, but still said, “Please wait outside, everyone.”
The Guards, each exuding an air of superiority, wore expressions that showed they didn’t even acknowledge Jiang Wan’s existence. They marched into the villa in formation and stood in a circle.
Jiang Wan bit her lip.
So what if you’re rich? Su Ningxue is just lucky to have been born into the right family.
In the living room-
Su Ningxue’s indifferent gaze swept over Jiang Ci, who was sitting on the sofa eating.
Before the Guards could speak, Jiang Shou, quick to read the situation, immediately scolded, “Xiao Ci, go back to your room at once! Don’t offend our distinguished guest!”
Jiang Ci ignored them and continued eating.
She hadn’t eaten all night and was starving.
Food is the most important thing for the people-when she’s eating, no one can disturb her.
“Little Divine Doctor Su, I’m really sorry. This child isn’t quite right here,” Jiang Shou pointed to his head, apologetic. “Perhaps we should go to a room for treatment?”
Su Ningxue replied coolly, “No need. Here is fine. Also, don’t call me that. In my heart, the only one worthy of the title ‘Divine Doctor’ is my master.”
“I was presumptuous. Please forgive me, Miss Ningxue,” Jiang Shou said in panic.
Su Ningxue walked toward Jiang Fu.
The Guard immediately took out disinfectant and scrubbed Jiang Fu’s wrist until the skin was almost raw before stopping, then placed a silk handkerchief underneath.
Su Ningxue sat down with elegance and nobility, her slender, snow-white fingers gently resting on Jiang Fu’s wrist.
“The collateral vessels are empty, the qi and blood are flowing in reverse, numbness and stiffness in the hands and feet, crooked mouth and eyes, slurred speech…”
As Su Ningxue continued to take the pulse, her calm expression gradually turned grave, and in the end, she looked at Jiang Shou in shock.
“Who hurt him?”
The more she felt the pulse, the more alarmed she became.
Because the cause of this man’s paralysis was very complicated, and it was very similar to her master’s handiwork.
The Jiang Family members all looked, in unison, at Jiang Ci, who was eating on the sofa.
“Her?” Su Ningxue glanced at Jiang Ci, the disdain in her eyes obvious.
Jiang Shou said anxiously, “Miss Ningxue, is my son beyond saving?”
Ye Shuhua was also anxious: “My husband isn’t going to be paralyzed for life, is he?”
Su Ningxue still didn’t believe Jiang Ci could have done it. “What kind of person could injure him like this?”
Ye Shuhua pointed angrily at Jiang Ci and said, “She was the only one in the ward at the time, it must have been her!”
Su Ningxue dismissed her accusation: “An ordinary person couldn’t possibly do this to a normal person. Her? Impossible.”
As she spoke, her fair fingers lifted and pointed at Jiang Fu’s throat.
Only then did everyone notice a tiny needle mark there.
No one had noticed it before, and even if they had, they would have thought it was just a small rash.
“To paralyze someone with a single needle-there are fewer than a handful of people in all of China who could do that.”
“A-ba, a-ba!” Jiang Fu struggled excitedly, wanting to tell everyone that the culprit was Jiang Ci!
Unfortunately, no one could understand him; they were all too shocked by that tiny needle mark.
Jiang Ci looked at Su Ningxue in mild surprise.
For someone so young, her eyes were quite sharp.
Tracing the source of the reversed qi and blood, she had so quickly found the spot where the needle was inserted.
Truly a promising talent.
“Bring the needles,” Su Ningxue ordered, and the Guard respectfully presented the Golden Needles.
Su Ningxue picked up three needles in one hand, ready to insert them into Jiang Fu.
Jiang Ci spoke in a languid tone: “If you use those three needles, he’ll only suffer even more.”
The Su Family Guard sneered, “Who do you think you are to question my lady?”
“Xiao Ci, don’t talk nonsense,” Jiang Shou glared at her in displeasure.
If he’d known, he would have waited a couple more days before bringing her back.
Now she was just an eyesore standing there!
If this wretched girl accidentally offended the Su Family’s heiress, the Jiang Family would be doomed!
Su Ningxue swept a cold, condescending glance at Jiang Ci, her gaze lofty and disdainful.
“I, Su Ningxue, practice medicine to save people. It’s not for an outsider to interfere.”
With that, she flicked her small hand.
The three Golden Needles shot out together, sharp and precise, piercing Jiang Fu’s acupoints.
Jiang Fu let out a howl.
Ye Shuhua and Jiang Shou asked nervously, “How is it? Does it hurt?”
“N-no… pain, it’s… so… comfortable!”
Jiang Fu could actually speak clearly now, and the pain in his throat, as if swallowing knives, had lessened considerably.
The Su Family Guard glanced at Jiang Ci with arrogance: “See? With just three needles, my lady made his speech clear. What do you know?”
Jiang Ci looked at Su Ningxue with a half-smile as she inserted three more needles.
Tsk-every needle was hitting a fatal spot.
“My legs… I can feel them!” Jiang Fu cried with excitement, but still shot a resentful look at Jiang Ci.
Once he recovered, he would make this wretched girl pay for her blood debt!
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