"I'll go out first." The housekeeper was the most shocked person, but in his heart he must have hoped that Qiao Nian could find a way to cure Xie Tingyun's illness, so he almost hurried out.
Ji Nan was dragged out in a flash.
The housekeeper also went out and closed the door for them.
Nan Tianyi finally came back to his senses from the shock, his eyes full of ecstasy and worry. He was afraid of the glimmer of hope that he had finally ignited, and even spoke carefully, fearing that Qiao Nian would change his words: "Miss Qiao, do you really have a way to cure my wife's illness?"
He had been very polite to Qiao Nian before, but his previous politeness was based on the fact that Qiao Nian was someone Ji Nan had found and was also Ji Nan's friend. Although he was polite, he didn't care much.
But now, Nan Tianyi was like a man who had been drowning for a long time and finally grabbed a piece of driftwood, completely ignoring his image.
"I'll try." Qiao Nian didn't say anything final. He opened the acupuncture bag in his hand, took out a thin needle with a cold glow, sat back on the bed, and whispered to the woman on the bed, "It will be a little painful during the acupuncture process, but it will pass if you bear with it."
Xie Tingyun didn't hold out hope for her illness at first. If she hadn't seen Nan Tianyi running around to seek medical treatment for her, she might have given up on treatment and walked through the last journey of her life with ease... Now that she heard someone say that her illness could be cured, she was slightly stunned and couldn't help but look carefully at the person who was speaking.
The girl has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and her face under the brim of the hat is extremely beautiful and eye-catching.
It's the kind of appearance that is hard to forget once you see it.
Qiao Nian was wearing a baseball cap. Xie Tingyun had just woken up and her consciousness was still fuzzy. Coupled with the torture of illness, she did not see Qiao Nian's appearance clearly.
After she saw it clearly, she was distracted for a moment and blurted out: "Xiao Qing?"
Qiao Nian hasn't responded yet.
Nan Tianyi reacted first, holding her hand, covering her with a blanket, and whispered, "Tingyun, what are you talking about? You recognized the wrong person again."
He knew who Xie Tingyun was talking about.
A genius in weapons manufacturing who was once as famous as Xie Tingyun in Independent Continent, and a true once-in-a-century legend in the Ji family.
It’s a pity that the man died young.
Xie Tingyun is one of the few people in Independent Continent who still remembers Ji Qing.
She looked a little dazed, then looked at the girl carefully, as if she was pulled back to reality. She smiled bitterly and apologized to Qiao Nian: "I'm sorry, Miss Qiao, you look a lot like an old friend of mine. I made a mistake, please don't take it to heart."
Qiao Nian's originally casual expression became more serious. He tilted his head to look at the woman on the bed, hummed, and said nothing more. He sat down and said to her in a softer voice, "Aunt Xie, I'm going to start. Are you ready?"
"Yeah." Xie Tingyun was suffering from an old illness and looked very weak. She had only sat up for a while, and her back was already wet with sweat. But her eyebrows were still very friendly and kind, and she spoke gently: "I'm ready, you start."
Nan Tianyi also carefully reached out his hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, and looked at the girl with elegant and refined eyebrows, very politely: "Miss Qiao, I'm sorry to trouble you with my wife."
Qiao Nian nodded, and the light in her eyes became more serious, changing her previous slightly careless attitude. From the moment she started to give acupuncture to Xie Tingyun, the aura around her also changed, becoming serious and earnest...
She didn't waste any time and started giving acupuncture directly.
(End of this chapter)