Rebirth: The Time-locked Girl-Chapter 53 - 0 Face Ache Suppression Taiyi Divine Doctor 1
Chapter 53: 053 Face Ache, Suppression! Taiyi Divine Doctor [1 Release]
Chapter 53: 053 Face Ache, Suppression! Taiyi Divine Doctor [1 Release]
No.7 Middle School Principal paused, somewhat incredulously looking at Shengsong’s Father, “You’re saying you want Student Ye to compensate you with two hundred thousand?”
“Otherwise?” Shengsong’s Father acted as if it were a matter of course, “I sent my son to your school, not to let him be wronged!”
The principal subconsciously glanced at his major financial backer, no, at Yan Tingfeng.
“Principal, there’s no need to look at me.” Yan Tingfeng was just holding his thermos, slowly sipping tea, “Let it be as it should.”
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“Originally, this matter would have depended on whether Student Ye was willing to settle with you privately. How can you still have the face to make such a demand?” No.7 Middle School Principal sneered coldly, “Do you really not know about Sheng Song bullying other students at school?”
Shengsong’s Father spoke confidently, “Let’s stick to the facts. The incident of my son being bullied has even made it to the hot search on Weibo—”
“Sheng Song’s parent, do you only look at the beginning and not the end?” No.7 Middle School Principal directly interrupted him, “Didn’t you see the turnaround that followed? It was your son who sneaked into the school late at night to pick locks, and on top of that, he tore up Student Ye’s book!”
Shengsong’s Father was at a loss for words.
Why didn’t Miss Yunyi mention the turnaround that would follow?
“He’s done this kind of thing many times before, hasn’t he? So skilled at it. It’s a pity that this time, there’s evidence, and it was caught on camera.” No.7 Middle School Principal dropped a piece of video footage, “Your child is a child, but are others not? Come see what kind of ‘good child’ your family has raised!”
The surveillance video was played again, and after watching it, Shengsong’s Father was completely speechless, his expression extremely awkward.
His face burned as if someone had slapped him out of thin air.
Remembering his previous domineering and aggressive demand for compensation, Shengsong’s Father felt both embarrassed and uncomfortable, “Principal, I…”
“What ‘I’?” said No.7 Middle School Principal in a cold voice, “Let me tell you, it’s Student Ye who considered settling with you privately, that’s why we blurred the footage. Do you want the unblurred video to be broadcasted all over the internet? Go ahead, Young Master Yan, grant his wish.”
“No, no, no! That is absolutely not what I meant!” Shengsong’s Father panicked, his voice weak and humble, “It’s my fault, I didn’t investigate the truth in time, I apologize, let’s settle it privately, that will be fine!”
He too had something to fear.
He bore the Sheng surname, and if this matter escalated, it would ultimately be attributed to the whole Sheng Family, and the old house would surely make him pay dearly.
Then it would be the end of him!
He wasn’t afraid of ordinary people, only of powerful families like the Sheng Family.
“Settle it privately?” Yan Tingfeng’s eyes were downcast, and he let out a slow, light chuckle, “That will depend on your sincerity.”
“I’ll give two hundred thousand!” Shengsong’s Father gritted his teeth, “I truly owe an apology; I failed to discipline my child properly. I admit my mistake; please let’s not make a big deal out of it anymore.”
Yan Tingfeng remained silent, taking another sip of his tea.
Yet Shengsong’s Father felt an invisible pressure, sweat pouring down his forehead, “Five hundred thousand! Is five hundred thousand enough?”
Yan Tingfeng lifted his head but still did not speak.
The corners of his phoenix-like eyes bent, the laughter in his eyes deepening.
“One million!” Shengsong’s Father couldn’t help but shout out, on the verge of breaking down, “I really don’t have any more, we’re a collateral branch, we don’t have as much funding as the main family, it’s true!”
“Fine, one million, I believe you,” said Yan Tingfeng gently, as he rose to his feet, “Principal, please continue.”
No.7 Middle School Principal’s hand couldn’t help but shake.
Even though the major financial backer was on his side, he was still afraid!
Shengsong’s Father reclined in his chair, unaware of when his back had become soaked with cold sweat.
Outside the principal’s office, Yan Tingfeng was making a call, “Settled privately, one million, as Miss Ye wished.”
“Okay,” Ye Wanlan said, “I have something for you tomorrow.”
Yan Tingfeng’s eyelashes flickered, his voice became even softer, “Then I’ll wait for Miss Ye.”
The call ended, and Ye Wanlan seemed pensive.
“Sheng Song’s family came looking for you?” Su Xueqing frowned, “His parents are so unreasonable, why don’t we push the school to expel him all at once?”
“Employ a villain, do away with a villain.” Ye Wanlan smiled lightly, “I have leverage over him, he’ll always be wary of me, and in the end, he’ll be used by me.”
This was The Art of Sovereignty.
Personally imparted by Ning Zhaozong.
Su Xueqing seemed to understand but was not quite sure, “It makes some sense, the current leverage isn’t enough to completely get rid of him.”
“Yes, I hope he doesn’t give me enough leverage again,” Ye Wanlan said indifferently, “Xueqing, come and see how this Codonopsis is looking.”
After sorting through the herbs, Ye Wanlan returned home, and it was already eight o’clock at night.
Her phone ‘dinged’ with a new message.
[Zhou Yixiang]: Sister Wanlan, I have one last professional course left. Once it’s done, I’ll come to intern at the company!
[Ye Wanlan]: You’re the chief jewelry designer, no need for an internship, I trust your abilities.
[Zhou Yixiang]: Thank you, Sister Wanlan, I will work even harder!
Ye Wanlan set her phone aside, her gaze pondering.
Pulling the Sky Company was already taking shape, just waiting to break into the national market.
The four years that the Transcendent Woman took from her, she needed to make up for as quickly as possible.
**
The next day, in the morning.
During the long break, Ye Wanlan went to the counseling room.
“I had my deskmate accompany me to the herbal market to pick out some herbs.” She set down the bundle of herbs, “Her nose is very sensitive, and she can smell the quality of the herbs. Thanks to her, we bought some really good ones.”
“Oh?” Rong Yu was curious, “Who is your deskmate? Does she understand pharmacology as well?”
Ye Wanlan: “Su Xueqing.”
The Su surname!
Tie Ma and Bing He exchanged glances.
Rong Yu’s expression also changed subtly.
After the destruction of the Six Great Sects, only a scant heritage remained.
Just as the Rong Family is the successor to the Great Purity Sect, skilled in the Great Purity Pulse, capable of divining the past, present, and future, predicting fortunes and misfortunes.
The Su Family, in turn, are the successors to Taiyi Palace, masters of the Taiyi Acupuncture Technique, able to heal illnesses, expel toxins, and prolong life.
Taiyi medical practitioners, reviving the dead, contending with heaven!
Historical records state that successive lords of Taiyi Palace had cultivated the Taiyi Acupuncture Technique to the ninth level and were honored as “Taiyi Divine Doctors,” genuinely capable of raising the dead and mending bones.
However, the Taiyi Divine Doctor has not appeared again, as the last seven parts of the Taiyi Acupuncture Technique have been completely lost.
In that war, only a small portion of Taiyi medical practitioners were secretly moved to safety, while the other disciples all died on the battlefield.
The necessity for even medical practitioners to go to war showed how critical the situation had become at that time.
“Do you know her?” Ye Wanlan looked up.
“I don’t know her.” Rong Yu was honest, “But I have visited the Su Family a few times, and I haven’t heard of this child.”
Ye Wanlan hummed in acknowledgment: “In the past two years, has there been any medical incident in the Su Family?”
“That… I’m not really sure.” Rong Yu scratched his head, “With the Su Family’s skills, it would be difficult for them to have medical incidents. But if there really were any, it certainly wouldn’t be publicized.”
“Got it.” Ye Wanlan nodded at Yan Tingfeng, “Remember to take your medicine, I’m going to class.”
It seemed she could only wait for Su Xueqing to break through her mental barriers and voluntarily reveal her past.
The door closed.
“Sigh, this is really tormenting.” Rong Yu exhaled a sigh, “Brother, it’s no wonder you always want to know who our enemy was 300 years ago. I want to know too, who had the ability to kill all the elites of our Shenzhou.”
Yan Tingfeng remained silent, his expression indifferent.
“My family’s elder is also internationally renowned for his divination skills,” Rong Yu shook his head, “but my siblings and I all know that he is still not one-tenth the caliber of our ancestor.”
He had seen Old Master Rong take action before, and could only describe it as “shocking.”
What about the ancestor of the Rong Family from 300 years ago, the Sect Leader of the Great Purity Sect?
What kind of spirit and splendor did he possess?
How did it all disappear?
Who holds such a massive grudge against Shenzhou?
“Young Master!” Bing He suddenly cried out in alarm.
Rong Yu was startled, looked up sharply, and was horrified to find blood flowing down the corner of Yan Tingfeng’s lips.
Drip by drip, a glaring scarlet.
Rong Yu panicked: “Quick, let me give you a few needles.”
“It’s okay.” Yan Tingfeng wiped the blood from his lips clean, “There’s frustrated energy in my heart. After spitting out this blood, I actually feel a little better.”
“Brother, you really mustn’t overexert yourself.” Rong Yu tried his pulse, “I’m not a medic and really can’t make much out of it. How about we go back to Yunjing now and have someone from the Su Family check you out?”
Yan Tingfeng shook his head with a smile: “I know my own condition.”
“Alright, then I’ll prepare your medicine.” Rong Yu reached out to grab the bundle of herbs Ye Wanlan had brought, but couldn’t touch it at all.
A gust of wind passed by, and the bundle of herbs was already in Yan Tingfeng’s hands, obviously not allowing anyone else to touch it.
Rong Yu was frustrated: “You never used to be this possessive; your condition is getting worse!”
Indeed, when lunatics meet, they induce a qualitative change.
He should have kept them apart!
**
In the evening, at the Lin Family Old House.
After dinner, Lin Qin, as usual, went to practice her zither.
“Qinqin, this week I introduced your cousin to Teacher Yue, so when the time comes, help her out more,” Lin Woyu called to her.
Lin Qin’s hand, which was on the zither strings, paused: “Mom, the cousin you’re talking about…”
“Apart from Ah Lan, how many other cousins do you have?” Lin Woyu smiled, “She wants to learn the zither too, and it’ll be good for you both to have each other’s company in class.”
Lin Qin took a deep breath and closed her eyes, saying nothing.
“Mom, did Ye Wanlan beg you herself? What nice things did she say to you?” Lin Yue couldn’t stand listening any longer, his expression sardonic, “After all the difficulty my sister’s gone through to finally become a student of Teacher Yue, what right does Ye Wanlan, who doesn’t know the first thing about the zither, have to take advantage of this? Because she’s cunning and knows how to make connections, right?!”
