Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation Chapter 1722 - 941: Restricted-Level Transcendent

"Third People’s Hospital?"

"Yes." Jiang Ning affirmed, his Spiritual Energy sensing revealed the target was receiving treatment at the medical facility.

Ding Shuyan considered for a moment; since Jiang Ning entrusted her with navigation and even gifted her the Jade Pendant, it implied he wouldn't object to her curiosity.

Furthermore, she held a long-standing desire to deepen their connection.

Consequently, deviating from her usual impassive demeanor as a driver, she inquired, "Are you visiting a patient?"

"In a manner of speaking."

Noticing Jiang Ning was empty-handed, she offered, "Do you need any gifts prepared? I have some items in my trunk."

Jiang Ning replied, "It’s likely unnecessary; anything made of paper could be incinerated."

This was sufficient information, and Ding Shuyan grasped his meaning.

Jiang Ning’s Divine Sense scanned the gift boxes in her trunk. He then remarked with a smile, "Ah, you also enjoy Wangzai drinks?"

Ding Shuyan’s eyes widened in surprise, thinking, ’How could he possibly know?’

In the subsequent instant, before she could fully process her astonishment, a palpable Sixth Sense premonition surged; she felt an invasive probing sensation on the verge of penetrating her skirt.

Then, just as suddenly, the premonition vanished.

It was as if the sensation had served its purpose and ceased.

Ding Shuyan turned her head to find Jiang Ning gazing straightforwardly ahead.

Though he remained silent, an unspoken understanding passed between them, leading Ding Shuyan to realize this was a distinct form of perception system.

She mused on the diverse sensory mechanisms found in nature – bats utilizing ultrasound, birds navigating with magnetic fields, spiders sensing vibrations, snakes detecting infrared radiation… the variety was truly astounding.

"Regarding the Wangzai… it’s mostly for Lin Xiaopang, as she drinks quite a lot," Ding Shuyan explained.

"Oh?" Jiang Ning casually raised his hand, and a can of Wangzai detached itself from the box in the trunk, floating directly into his grasp.

Holding the can, Jiang Ning made no discernible movement with his fingers, yet the pull tab sprang open autonomously.

He took a sip, finding it agreeable.

Ding Shuyan observed this sequence of events, recognizing the involvement of extraordinary power; she wisely refrained from questioning, understanding that impatience would hinder her objectives.

Jiang Ning commented, "Your driving is quite proficient."

Contrary to common stereotypes of female drivers possessing inferior skills, Jiang Ning had noted Ding Shuyan’s skillful execution of maneuvers like lane changes and overtakes, all while subtly observing him with her peripheral vision and contemplating other matters.

Ding Shuyan responded calmly, "Just basic competence."

Jiang Ning added, "And you refrain from using profanity."

Ding Shuyan blushed slightly, replying, "Simply good manners."

Jiang Ning smiled, unreservedly accepting the compliment.

Upon reaching the hospital, Ding Shuyan navigated into the underground parking facility. The hospital was perpetually busy, making it necessary to locate a parking space independently, as no prior arrangements had been made.

After circling the garage for a period, she identified a spot near the elevator and was in the process of maneuvering into it when a BMW suddenly accelerated from an opposing diagonal path, aiming to wedge its front into the vacant space.

Ding Shuyan’s brow furrowed.

Jiang Ning extended a finger, and the decelerating BMW seemed to be ensnared by an unseen force, propelled forcefully forward until it impacted the wall with a resounding ‘boom,’ sending debris scattering.

Ding Shuyan’s frown eased, replaced by a sense of relief, as she proceeded to find another available spot nearby.

Meanwhile.

In the orthopedics inpatient ward.

The elderly woman, referred to as Sweater Aunt, was now in patient attire, with drainage tubes connected to medical equipment on the floor. A junior nurse was attempting to administer an injection.

The junior nurse, still in training, missed the vein on her first attempt. As she prepared for a second try, Sweater Aunt suddenly snapped, "What is wrong with you? Can you even give an injection or not?"

The junior nurse quickly apologized, stating, "My apologies, Auntie, your veins are quite difficult to locate, I…"

The Aunt’s voice escalated sharply, retorting, "Why would they be difficult to find? Fetch someone else, call your head nurse! If you can’t even manage an injection, you might as well cease to exist!"

The junior nurse stood frozen, crestfallen.

An older nurse intervened promptly, saying, "Allow me to assist her, you can observe."

Her technique was evidently superior, as the injection was successfully administered on the first try.

Sweater Aunt’s temper subsided slightly. She then addressed a nearby couple, who appeared respectable and diligent, demanding, "What are you staring at? Don’t you know to cover me with a blanket?"

The couple exchanged an unhappy glance. They had kindly assisted the elderly woman after she fell on the road, only to be subjected to blame now. With no surveillance present, explaining the situation clearly seemed impossible!

The dark-complexioned, sturdy man quickly tucked the blanket around her, but the look of frustration remained etched on his face.

The junior nurse returned to the nursing station, her expression still conveying her distress.

The senior nurse consoled her, "Try not to let it affect you too much."

"Honestly, why are there people like this!"

The senior nurse added, "Now perhaps you understand why that cantankerous old lady is here for treatment? She most likely sustained injuries from being beaten!"

As words were exchanged, a physician accompanied by two aides entered the patient's room. After making brief inquiries about the aunt's condition, they departed swiftly.

The elderly aunt grumbled, "Observe these physicians, acting so aloof, inspecting the room with hands clasped behind their backs. To the uninformed, they might appear to be some high-ranking official!"

The sincere couple could only offer polite smiles, inwardly wrestling with how to extricate themselves from the situation.

From the third-floor elevator of the orthopedic department, Jiang Ning emerged, clad in a black trench coat, with Ding Shuyan by his side, still sporting her signature duckbill hat.

Standing in the lobby near the elevator was a woman with a cold and refined demeanor. The emblem of a white cloud was elegantly embroidered on her suit's chest.

This was Zhao Shuang, a member of Evergreen Liquid's Secretary Unit One, tasked with serving President Shao.

She represented a core lineage within Evergreen Liquid, inextricably bound to the company's fortunes.

Zhao Shuang's gaze fell upon the strikingly young man and the girl in the duckbill hat accompanying him.

Through the boy's distinctive jawline, she had already discerned his identity: Lin Han's sister, Ding Shuyan.

Zhao Shuang offered a slight bow. "President Jiang."

"Hmm, let's proceed."