Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space Chapter 1173: Confirmed Her Suspicion
Previously on Reborn in the 80s: The Smart Wife with a Secret Space...
Xinyan recognized the immense pressure her mentor was under due to the acupuncture assignment.
The patient's family's agreement indicated her mentor's strenuous efforts in communication. "Master, rest assured, I will not fail you," Xinyan pledged.
Mr. Du held deep faith in his young protégé's acupuncture skills, acknowledging that even Old Man Mu couldn't rival them. However, the persuasion of the patient's family had indeed required considerable exertion this time.
The core difficulty lay in the Shao family's reluctance to entrust their relative to Xinyan, given her status as a university student without a medical specialization.
Yet, for the youngest member of the Shao family facing illness, few were willing to undertake the responsibility of providing acupuncture treatment.
Had Mr. Mu's eyesight not deteriorated, he might have been capable. Unfortunately, similar to the Du Family, the Mu Family's successors lacked ambition, with scant representation in the medical field and none achieving significant acclaim.
Mr. Mu, a connoisseur of talent, couldn't bear to see the Mu Family's unique acupuncture techniques vanish with him. Despite knowing Xinyan wouldn't formally become his disciple, he generously bestowed upon her the Mu Family's rare manuscript, 'Thirteen Needles'.
He had anticipated Xinyan would glean some knowledge from it; however, no one foresaw that Xinyan would elevate the Mu Family's acupuncture techniques to an even more refined level. Her needle dexterity surpassed even Mr. Mu's speed.
Consequently, he confessed his selfish intentions in the current situation; such remarkable abilities as Xinyan's ought not to remain hidden.
Although this wasn't the path she initially intended, establishing a reputation was essential. Otherwise, as demonstrated in this instance, even exceptional proficiency would fail to earn trust.
Once renown is achieved, the decision to engage or abstain becomes a separate matter.
Mr. Du had matters he wished to discuss with Xinyan, prompting them to relocate to the modest parlor adjoining the main room.
Aunt Li, employed at the Gu Mansion, entered bearing a pot of tea. Xinyan poured a cup for her mentor. "Master, please have some tea," she offered.
Mr. Du took a sip. "Hmm, excellent tea," he commented.
Xinyan suppressed a chuckle inwardly. How could products from her space, infused with extraordinary properties, not be superb?
However, mindful of her grandfather's particular fondness for this variety, Xinyan generally refrained from bestowing it upon others.
Setting down his teacup, Mr. Du commenced. "The individual requiring your acupuncture is named Shao Huaiqiang, the youngest son of the Family Head of Hai City's Shao Family. He was formerly in the military and sustained poisoning during an operation. Though his life was saved after a period of treatment, both his lower limbs have lost all sensation. Acupuncture was the consensus reached by various experts after deliberation. Do not feel pressured; approach it with a calm heart. Your Master has faith in you."
Xinyan understood her mentor's underlying motive: partly professional empathy, partly a calculated risk. If she could successfully treat the Shao family's third young master, her skills would no longer face deliberate scrutiny.
Her mentor spoke wisely; even if this wasn't her chosen profession, possessing influence within the industry would shield her from being trampled upon and enduring incessant mockery.
Mr. Du provided Xinyan with a concise overview of Shao Huaiqiang's condition, allowing her to prepare mentally.
However, Shao Huaiqiang's journey from Sea City had taxed his body. He required a period of rest before commencing acupuncture, thus scheduling it after Xinyan's post-marriage return visit.
Following a brief exchange, as they were departing the courtyard, the voice of senior apprentice Shen Guqing reached them. "Master, it's Senior Sister."
The moment she exited the side room, Xinyan observed Shanzi furtively observing Senior Sister from behind the flowerbed beneath the eaves. A smile played on her lips as she confirmed her recognition.
Previously, Uncle Shanzi had been subjected to numerous matchmaking attempts orchestrated by Granny Zhang. Granny Zhang initially favored one match, and engagement preparations were well underway. However, the prospective bride's family discovered, through some unknown channel, Uncle Shanzi's close association with her father.
Subsequently, they communicated through the matchmaker, stipulating that in addition to the betrothal gifts, the bride's brother needed to secure a formal position within the railway department. Their justification was that the girl was ten years younger than Uncle Shanzi, and this arrangement served as compensation.
Granny Zhang was incensed, yet she proceeded personally, confident that the girl's family would not reject the marriage despite the onerous conditions.
However, before Granny Zhang could utter a word, Uncle Shanzi unequivocally rejected the matchmaker.
Later, the family experienced regret and dispatched the matchmaker once more, hoping to renegotiate terms. Yet, Uncle Shanzi remained resolute in his refusal.
Witnessing Granny Zhang's persistent worry over this matter and observing the preceding interaction, Xinyan mused that if these two individuals were to unite, it would likely prove a felicitous union.
Having arrived at a conclusion, she took action. "Senior Sister, I've successfully retrieved all the books you requested."
Shen Guqing embraced Xinyan, her smile radiating warmth. "That's wonderful news, thank you, Yanyan."
Xinyan's face lit up with a brilliant smile. "Senior Sister, how did you manage to get here?" Shen Guqing was about to relax Xinyan and offer an explanation when her gaze fell upon Zhang Yueshan approaching. Recalling their earlier encounter at the hospital, her expression shifted, tinged with a hint of awkwardness. Nevertheless, she offered a greeting, "Brother Zhang." Zhang Yueshan expressed a touch of regret. "If only I had known you were coming, I would have waited to offer you a ride." Shen Guqing waved it off lightly. "Originally, I didn't have the time. The surgery planned for this afternoon was unexpectedly canceled because the patient had an emergency, which freed up my schedule." Xinyan, who had been subtly observing their exchange, noticed the undeniable spark in Uncle Shanzi's eyes, solidifying her suspicions. With a knowing smile, she then suggested, "Senior Sister, there's some ice-cold watermelon in the reception room right over there. After squeezing through the crowded bus all the way here, wouldn't you like some refreshing slices to cool down?"