Hot Search Alert! The Princess Goes Viral Worldwide-Chapter 128

Fortunately, she had thought ahead—otherwise, it would have been disastrous if Yin Xiangyuan really let Gu Nanyan off the hook.

Nan Xi immediately seized the chance to plant doubts about Gu Nanyan: "It actually worked? In that case, Gu Nanyan deserves some credit. But why did she have to call it the 'Tongtian Health Cultivation Technique'? Couldn’t she have chosen another name? If she had, she might have been the founder of her own school. Yet she deliberately invoked the Tongtian Health Cultivation Technique—why? Could there be some scheme behind it?"

At the mention of a "scheme," Yin Xiangyuan’s eyes darkened.

Nan Xi knew she had struck a chord.

She wisely stopped there. With matters like this, it was enough to plant the seed and let the other person dwell on it. Saying too much would only arouse suspicion—especially since Yin Xiangyuan already disliked her. If she pushed further, Yin Xiangyuan would only grow more wary.

Yin Xiangyuan was no fool. She wasn’t the type of bookworm who buried herself in research while remaining oblivious to human nature. On the contrary, she understood people all too well.

She knew Nan Xi was deliberately steering her toward suspicion.

But Nan Xi’s words weren’t entirely baseless.

What was Gu Nanyan’s deal? So young, yet already proficient in such an advanced health cultivation technique—and then deliberately associating it with the Tongtian Health Cultivation Technique? Was she planning to exploit her status as the princess to stir up trouble?

At this thought, Yin Xiangyuan’s gaze sharpened.

Whether Gu Nanyan had good intentions or not, she would not allow anyone to exploit the princess’s name.

She refused.

As soon as they got off the plane, Nan Xi wanted to head straight to the production team.

Yin Xiangyuan refused. "I’m tired. We’ll go tomorrow."

Nan Xi was impatient—she couldn’t wait to drag Gu Nanyan down from her pedestal.

"It’s only noon!"

They had only been on a two-hour flight, and in first class at that. How could she possibly be tired? Yin Xiangyuan had been full of energy on the plane—why was she suddenly exhausted now?

Yin Xiangyuan gave Nan Xi a sidelong glance, her tone indifferent. "You can go by yourself if you want."

Nan Xi immediately fell silent.

What was the point of going alone? She didn’t understand any of it.

Reluctantly, Nan Xi swallowed her frustration and forced a smile. "Fine. Let’s find a hotel first. I’ll stay with you—just let me know if you need anything."

Yin Xiangyuan nodded. "Book a room at the hotel across from the production team."

"Fine." Nan Xi gritted her teeth.

If they were going to the hotel across from the set anyway, why not just go straight there? What was the point of this delay?

That arrogant little brat Yin Xiangyuan was just as infuriating as Gu Nanyan.

The two drove to the hotel, where Yin Xiangyuan left Nan Xi behind and went straight to her room.

As soon as she entered, she contacted the director of the Back to School production team.

"Director Rong, I need your help with something," Yin Xiangyuan said.

Director Rong stepped aside to take the call, stunned that Yin Xiangyuan had reached out to him. Wasn’t she the heiress of the Yin medical family? A prodigy devoted to medicine—what was she doing leaving the mountains?

Director Rong knew of the Yin family because of his father’s illness. After countless doctors had failed to cure him, they had turned to the Yin family’s hospital, where Yin Xiangyuan had successfully treated him.

Grateful, Director Rong eagerly agreed. "Dr. Yin, whatever you need, just say the word. If it’s within my power, I won’t hesitate."

"I want to join the Back to School team as a staff member—one who can get as close as possible to Gu Nanyan."

Director Rong: "..."

Could he take back what he’d just said?

When Director Rong remained silent, Yin Xiangyuan frowned slightly. "This shouldn’t be difficult, should it? You just said you wouldn’t hesitate."

Director Rong nearly collapsed. "Dr. Yin, I was wrong—I spoke too soon! I’m sorry, but I really can’t interfere with the staff around Her Majesty Gu!"

"Why not?" Yin Xiangyuan was puzzled. "Aren’t you the director? It’s just assigning a minor staff position."

"I could have before," Director Rong explained. "When the show first started, I had a lot of authority. But ever since Her Majesty Gu’s Tongtian Health Cultivation Technique went viral, everything changed.

"Countless experts and scholars are studying it now. To ensure her safety, the government has sent people to oversee things."

He didn’t dare say more, only hinting vaguely.

"Dr. Yin, I advise you not to approach Her Majesty Gu privately. She’s under heavy protection now. If the Tongtian Health Cultivation Technique is proven real, it’ll cause a global sensation—not just filling gaps in history, but revolutionizing physical health!

"Think about it—this technique can restore a frail person to full health in no time. That’s incredible! It could elevate the entire nation’s physical fitness!"

Yin Xiangyuan fell silent for a long moment before finally responding, "I understand."

If private access wasn’t possible, she’d have to go through official channels.

She had originally planned to observe Gu Nanyan before making any judgments, but now she’d have to be even more cautious.

Next, Yin Xiangyuan contacted Chairman Tian of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.

Chairman Tian had once studied with the Yin family and was somewhat familiar with Yin Xiangyuan. When she explained her request to join the production team and observe Gu Nanyan up close, he agreed without hesitation.

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Had it been anyone else, Chairman Tian might have hesitated, fearing unreliability. But with Yin Xiangyuan—the Yin family’s heir, renowned for both her medical skill and integrity—there was no need for second thoughts.

And so, Yin Xiangyuan smoothly entered the production team as an assistant director assigned specifically to film Gu Nanyan.

But before she could even meet Gu Nanyan, an emergency arose.

"Someone fainted—call a doctor!"

It was midday, sweltering, and the outdoor live broadcast was underway. One of the student guests, overdressed and too embarrassed to say anything, had collapsed from heatstroke.

The medical office was far away—it would take at least ten minutes for a doctor to arrive.

After a brief hesitation, Yin Xiangyuan stepped forward.

There was no time to waste. Though it appeared to be heatstroke, the student’s complexion suggested a heart condition. Delaying treatment could be fatal.

"Step back—don’t crowd her. She needs air."

Kneeling beside the student, Yin Xiangyuan checked her pulse and eyelids. Just as she suspected—a heart issue.

Worse, it was a myocardial infarction. Immediate intervention was crucial.

Yin Xiangyuan swiftly retrieved the gold needles she always carried and began acupuncture.

Ten minutes later, the student’s eyes fluttered open. Dazed, she asked, "What happened?"

"You’re fine now," Yin Xiangyuan said, withdrawing the needles.

Just as she finished, a clear, elegant voice spoke from behind her:

"Luohan gold needles?"

Yin Xiangyuan froze.

Very few people knew that name—Luohan gold needles. It was what her ancestor Yin Jingjie had called them centuries ago. Over time, they had come to be known as the Hundred Transformations Divine Needles.

Yin Xiangyuan turned her head slowly, squinting against the direct sunlight. Before she could clearly see the person approaching, she heard a soft exclamation from the other side, "Little Crybaby? The resemblance is uncanny—are you her descendant?"