Chương 9: Chapter 9: Have Juanyan Personally Deliver It to Xiao Yu
Xu Qi heard this and his face was filled with terror.
"Old Li, are you serious? I've heard that Ghost Doctor's set of Silver Needles is the only one in the world, and according to what you said, it's now buried in a grave."
"But this Silver Needle was something I personally saw Young Madam take from the Nan Family, how could it be the same one? It's impossible that she dug it out from a grave..."
Chi Ying, standing to the side, said solemnly, "Old Li, Silver Needles all look the same, could it be that you have mistaken them?"
Li Chongbai saw that neither of them believed him and quickly took out one of the Silver Needles, pointing to the marking at the end of the needle.
"Look here, it's engraved with the name 'Chang Ming,' which is the name of the Ghost Doctor. He carved it himself."
"His handwriting is unique, sharp and forceful. One glance and you'll remember it for a lifetime, and I've seen it several times. I'm absolutely not mistaken."
"This is indeed the Silver Needle of the deceased Ghost Doctor Chang Ming!"
Seeing him so adamant, Chi Ying looked again at the other Silver Needles in the box, each tail of the needle clearly engraved with those two characters.
Her eyes flashed a hint of mirth, almost smiling as she said, "Old Li, this must be a replica. You can't take the handwriting as proof of authenticity."
"I remember when the Ghost Doctor was alive, he was always shrouded in mystery. Every year many people would impersonate him to deceive others, and even after his death, people still pretended to be him. Recently, there were rumors that he had come back to life to treat people all over."
"The quality of this imitation makes it hard to distinguish true from false, so it's normal that you can't tell them apart."
As she finished speaking, she gave Xu Qi a look.
Xu Qi caught on and immediately stepped forward to collect the Silver Needles, saying, "Old Li, we're both getting on in years, perhaps you're just being senile and got mixed up."
Li Chongbai, looking at the box being put away, furrowed his brow, "Is that so?"
Chi Ying, with kind, gentle eyes, said, "Although today is my first day meeting that child, I could tell she is a good kid. She probably adores the Ghost Doctor and bought a set of replica Silver Needles modeled after his."
Li Chongbai frowned even more, about to say something more, but then he looked up into Chi Ying's piercing eyes and suddenly felt tense. He forced a laugh and said, "Maybe I did get it wrong."
His gaze fell on a prescription and an idea struck him, "Old Madam, the prescription Young Madam gave you is somewhat similar to one of Chang Ming's formulas. It should be effective for headaches, we might as well give it a try."
"When Young Madam comes over to do acupuncture for you next week, I will come to meet Young Madam too and discuss your condition with her."
Chi Ying did not refuse, "Alright."
Li Chongbai stood up, "Old Madam, since you are feeling alright, I will be heading back to the hospital now."
Chi Ying nodded, "Xu Qi, see Old Li out."
After the two left, she fixed her gaze on the box of Silver Needles, pondering over Li Chongbai's words and recalling the way Nan Yu handled the needles.
She slowly closed her eyes, listening to the sound of Xu Qi's return.
Upon opening her eyes, she said, "Xu Qi, take the Silver Needles to Juanyan, and have him personally deliver them to Xiao Yu."
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Elsewhere.
Nan Yu hurried back to Song Yingqing's house.
The area outside the door was empty without a single person in sight. She tensed up and quickly went to open the door.
"Yingqing."
The moment she spoke, she saw Song Yingqing getting up from the couch, with a broom lying next to her, apparently used as a weapon.
"Xiao Yu, why did you come back? Didn't I tell you not to?"
Nan Yu examined her from head to toe and, seeing that she was unharmed, felt a weight lift from her heart. She let out a sigh of relief, "Those debt collectors didn't give you a hard time, did they?"
Song Yingqing shook her head, "I'm fine. Those people sat outside the door for half an hour, they didn't break in. Then they got a phone call and left."
"Before they left, they asked for your number, I didn't give it to them, they slipped a piece of paper through the door gap, telling you to call the number on it when you come back."
After speaking, she handed the paper to Nan Yu.
Nan Yu took it, saw an entirely unfamiliar number, and her expression changed.
Another new creditor?
This was already the thirty-fourth creditor.
The next second, her phone pinged with a message.
She saw it was from her uncle.
[Xiao Yu, happy marriage. I heard the rich family you married into gave you a lot of dowry money. Uncle took care of you for so many years, no hard work, only suffering, just send your uncle One Million as a token.]
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