The Hellborn Heiress​ - chapter 43

“How could it possibly be Xiao Ci? Su Ningxue already said it couldn’t be her,” Jiang Wan said, unconvinced.

“Exactly. Jiang Ci going crazy and stabbing my eye is one thing, but paralyzing someone with a single needle? Only someone with real medical expertise could do that,” Ye Shuhua questioned. “Jiang Ci never went to school, she can barely read, she’s basically illiterate. How could she possibly understand medicine?”

Jiang Fu replied irritably, “How should I know… Maybe she just got lucky… Let’s go home first.”

He suddenly felt a chill in his body. He must not be wearing enough clothes.

On the road.

Chi Che was chattering nonstop, asking Su Ningxue how she had saved Jiang Ci’s father, Jiang Fu.

Jiang Ci said quietly, “Jiang Fu isn’t my father.”

For as long as she could remember, she had neither father nor mother.

“Master Jiang, just tell me, I’m really curious. Is Su Ningxue really as amazing as the rumors say? I heard she has some kind of Thirteen Needles technique, and she can cure all sorts of difficult illnesses within thirteen needles.”

“Did she really use thirteen needles on Jiang Fu and he got better?”

Jiang Ci replied calmly, “She used nine needles.”

“Nine needles!” Chi Che was dumbfounded. “Nine needles and Jiang Fu could move again? That’s practically a miracle in medical history!”

“Not a miracle.” Jiang Ci smiled faintly. “Jiang Fu could’ve lived another twenty years. After those nine needles, he won’t last nine days.”

Chi Che turned to her in shock. “What?”

“Doctor Chi, are you thinking about the seventh day too?”

“Huh? What do you mean?”

“Keep your eyes on the road when you’re driving. My face isn’t a traffic light.”

Chi Che snapped back to attention and looked straight ahead.

A heavy truck roared past them.

Just one second slower and they would’ve been killed.

Chi Che broke out in a cold sweat, not daring to get distracted again.

When the two arrived at the Chi Family home, Jiang Ci saw two familiar faces: Song Youlin and Meng Rusong.

Song Youlin, upon seeing her, turned away in disgust, pretending not to notice her.

Meng Rusong, however, greeted her excitedly, “Jiang girl!”

Jiang Ci: “……”

This little kid really had a lot of nerve, actually daring to call her ‘girl.’

“Jiang girl, I haven’t seen you at Cultural Square these past two days. Where have you been?”

Meng Rusong was still thinking about recruiting her into the Calligraphy Association.

Chi Che greeted him politely, “Elder Meng, long time no see.”

“Chi, did you kidnap Jiang girl?” Meng Rusong feigned anger.

Chi Che laughed awkwardly, “How would I dare kidnap her? Master Jiang… cough, cough, Miss Jiang, shall we go in and take a look?”

“Don’t go in yet,” Meng Rusong said. “Your grandfather invited the Little Divine Doctor from Longcheng. She’s treating your father in the medical room right now. No outsiders allowed.”

“What do you mean outsiders? I’m his own son.”

“Then why haven’t you come home once since you returned from abroad?” Meng Rusong scolded. “Your grandfather is about to have a heart attack from your antics. Now you finally come home, and your dad will probably beat you when he sees you.”

Chi Che pursed his lips and said nothing.

Meng Rusong took the opportunity to turn to Jiang Ci. “So, have you thought it over? Do you want to join the Calligraphy Association?”

Chi Che was surprised. “You’re always so strict with membership reviews. So many students bring their awards hoping to join, but you never accept them. Now you’re interested in Miss Jiang?”

No way, no way.

Is Master Jiang about to show off another skill and blow his mind again?

Jiang Ci’s expression was calm, her tone decisive. “Not interested.”

Meng Rusong looked disappointed. “Come on, think it over again.”

“Haven’t you already figured out my background?” Jiang Ci said with a half-smile. “Your friends avoid me like the plague.”
Song Youlin stood not far away, watching the eager Meng Rusong, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, enough to pinch a fly to death.

Meng Rusong snorted, “Song Youlin is getting senile. Even if you’re a lunatic, you’re a genius lunatic.”

Chi Che couldn’t help but say, seeing Meng Rusong’s look of longing for talent, “Elder Meng, you should take a break. You’re almost retired, but you’re still worrying so much.”

Meng Rusong said meaningfully, “Until I find a disciple to inherit my mantle, I will not step down!”

“Then you might as well take root and sprout in the president’s seat,” Jiang Ci said with a gentle laugh.

Meng Rusong: “…”

This girl really is impervious to persuasion!

Or… is it because Song Youlin offended her, so he’s been implicated too?

Just as Song Youlin was glaring at Jiang Ci with displeasure, he saw Elder Meng look at him murderously.

There were quite a few academic celebrities sitting in the Chi Family’s reception hall; they had all come to visit Chi Che’s father.

Jiang Ci sat for a short while and soon learned from others that Chi Che’s father was currently the Dean of the largest Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in Jiangbei. He was over fifty, with only one hobby: hiking every weekend.

He had kept up this hobby for many years and had never had an accident.

This time, however, he suddenly fell halfway up the mountain, resulting in severe paralysis – he might not even survive.

“Fortunately, Elder Chi invited the Little Divine Doctor from Longcheng. With her here, Dean Chi will definitely be fine.”

“Yes, I’ve heard Su Ningxue’s medical skills are outstanding, on par with Divine Doctor Bai.”

“To have such skill at such a young age-Su Ningxue has a limitless future!”

Listening to everyone steer the conversation to Su Ningxue, each of them was praising her superb medical skills.

Suddenly, Chi Che remembered what Jiang Ci had said on the way.

The Little Divine Doctor whose nine needles could take a life – who would dare let her treat his father!

Chi Che hurriedly ran toward the medical room, shouting, “Stop!”

He burst into the medical room just in time to see Su Ningxue had already inserted three golden needles into his father’s back.

“No more needles!” he shouted. “If you keep going, you’ll kill my dad!”

Elder Chi came over angrily, “Brat, what nonsense are you spouting? Hurry up and get out!”

Su Ningxue frowned slightly, put down the golden needle, and was clearly displeased. “Elder Chi, since you don’t trust me, why did you invite me at all?”

She hated people who questioned her medical skills the most.

One Jiang Ci was enough, and now there was another Chi Che, on and on.

Do they really think she’s made of clay, with no temper?

“I absolutely do not mean to distrust Miss Su,” Elder Chi quickly explained. “This brat doesn’t understand Acupuncture, Miss Su, please don’t take offense.”

As he spoke, he signaled to the bodyguards with his eyes.

The bodyguards rushed forward, grabbed Chi Che, and threw him into the backyard.

Five or six strong bodyguards surrounded him, not allowing him to get anywhere near the medical room.

Chi Che was furious, rolling on the lawn, “You all want to kill my dad!”

“Young master, please calm down.” The bodyguards ignored his tantrum and rolling.

Jiang Ci walked over, bent down, and looked at him with a smile. “What are you doing?”

“Master Jiang, you’re just in time! Go check on my dad, Su Ningxue has already done something to him!” Chi Che sprang up.

Jiang Ci found it a little funny. “She does have some real skills. She may not necessarily harm your dad.”

Chi Che argued confidently, “But didn’t you say her nine needles take lives?”

Jiang Ci: “…”

He didn’t inherit the family’s Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and instead went to the mental hospital, probably because he isn’t very bright and gets on well with the patients there.