Rekindled Hearts: The Tycoon's Reluctant Love-Chapter 248 - 247 The Jerk is Pretty Considerate

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Chapter 248: Chapter 247: The Jerk is Pretty Considerate

Chapter 248 -247: The Jerk is Pretty Considerate

Everyone still wanted to ask Ming Yao about Old Master Fang’s specific condition when they saw Gu Siting carry Ming Yao off in his arms, striding away like a shooting star.

Everyone, “…”

Old Madam Fang and Old Madam Gu came to their senses and, leaning on their canes, walked quickly into the room.

The heartbeat on the cardiac monitor had already returned to normal, and Old Master Fang was still comatose with a respirator in place.

No one knew the specifics of Old Master Fang’s condition, but his heart seemed not to have been damaged, which was a huge relief.

Upon seeing her husband breathing evenly and his complexion no longer cyanotic, Old Madam Fang wiped away her tears, grateful that her decision was the right one.

Fang Zhuoran did not believe that Ming Yao could truly bring someone back to life. He turned to Old Master Shi, “Grandpa Shi, could you take my grandfather’s pulse and see how he’s doing now?”

Old Master Shi sat down beside the bed and took Old Master Fang’s pulse.

The pulse he felt shocked him to his core.

Could that young girl have actually pulled someone back from the Ghost Gate?

Suppressing the panic and sense of crisis in his heart, Old Master Shi said to the Fang family, “The Fourth Young Madam might know some of The Art of Divination and Huang and has temporarily stabilized Brother Fang’s heart meridian. However, when Old Brother Fang wakes up, he’ll suffer even more. I fear that when he dies, there will be reverse flow of Qi and blood, causing damage to all his internal organs, but since it’s internal, you won’t be able to see it!”

Everyone was shocked.

“She, out of wanting to show off her ability, lets my grandfather live a couple more days, only to have him endure such a painful death? That’s too malicious!” Fang Zhuoran said, unable to contain his anger.

Old Madam Fang frowned deeply, recalling that Ming Yao had only mentioned that Old Master was all right when she left, without specifying his condition. Could it be that she had only temporarily stabilized his heart meridian?

Old Master Shi, a longtime friend of the old master and a medical practitioner recognized by Country C, said so. It was likely no mistake.

She looked at Old Master Fang on the bed, her eyes reddening even more, “What should we do now?”

“Old Madam, don’t worry. I’ve sent Xiao Yuan to invite a famous doctor. He is a disciple of the divine healer fox,” someone reassured.

“fox?” The crowd was surprised. “Is it the same divine healer from the rumors that can bring the dead back to life, the mysterious and low-profile one?”

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Old Master Shi nodded, “It is said that fox is no longer with us, but his disciple has received his true teachings. Luckily, he is currently in the capital and has some connections with me. Xiao Yuan should be able to bring him here!”

A glimmer of hope finally appeared on the worried faces of the crowd.

Old Madam Gu held Old Master Shi’s hand gratefully, “Old Brother Shi, we owe you a great debt this time!”

Old Madam Gu had no faith that Ming Yao knew anything about medicine; even if she did, it was probably just superficial knowledge.

Perhaps her changed attitude towards Ming Yao after having her transcribe scriptures had made her want to shift people’s impressions of her.

But she was being too hasty and selfish. To think she wanted to harm her older brother with reverse Qi and blood flow and damage to all his organs was just too wicked and vicious!

When Gu Siting carried Ming Yao back to the courtyard, she had already fallen asleep in his arms.

Seeing her exhausted appearance, his narrow eyes filled with tenderness.

He took off her coat for her, carrying her to bed with him.

He did not leave her side again and slept beside her.

The next day.

Brilliant sunshine poured through the window, casting its light on the two figures embraced in sleep.

Ming Yao slowly opened her heavy eyelids.

Lifting her head, she saw that the man had already awakened and was staring at her with deep, dark eyes. A smile involuntarily curved her lips, “Husband, why are you still in bed?”

Usually, by the time she woke up, he would have already gotten up.

He was never one to linger in bed.

“Who’s the one holding on to me and won’t let go?”

Ming Yao then realized that she was clinging to him like a sloth, with all four limbs wrapped around him.

She wasn’t the least bit embarrassed, burying her face in his chest, “When we go back to Li City, I also want to exercise more, just like you.”

She had never experienced such fatigue when performing surgeries for extended periods before.

This body was still too frail.

Gu Siting’s long fingers with distinct knuckles gently scraped the tip of the woman’s noble nose, “When your favorite hobby is sleeping, would you really be willing to get up before dawn to exercise with me?”

His words, indeed, were true.

Because she died of insomnia in her previous life, after being reborn, her greatest wish and hobby became to sleep well.

If she could sleep, she would never waste her time on exercise.

That’s why she was so frail.

“I was so tired yesterday, I didn’t even tell you about Uncle Grandfather’s specific condition…”

Gu Siting looked at her bright and beautiful face, leaned down, and kissed her lips, “Didn’t you say that Uncle Grandfather is out of danger now?”

He suddenly became very curious, who exactly was she in her previous life?

He had originally thought she just knew a little about medicine, but now, she was able to bring people back from the dead!

Such medical skills, perhaps only that mysterious and low-profile fox could compare, right?

Ming Yao nodded, “Although the surgery was successful, Uncle Grandfather is old, after all, and the tumor in his brain has spread. It can only be maintained with medication, and the longest he might live is probably five or six years!”

Gu Siting’s long fingers caressed Ming Yao’s beautiful lips, “Being able to maintain it for five or six years is already very good, Mrs. Gu is really amazing. What would you like your husband to reward you with?”

As he spoke, his handsome face moved closer to hers.

A cool and charming breath came over, carrying a bewitching scent.

Ming Yao’s heart skipped a beat.

“Saving lives is my professional ethic; I’m not doing it for your reward… Ah!”

Before she could finish her words, the man’s tall frame suddenly pressed down on her.

He was on top.

She was below.

Their noses touched each other.

Their breaths, ambiguously intertwined.

Ming Yao put her hands against his chest, “What are you doing, we haven’t even brushed our teeth.”

“Mrs. Gu doesn’t need to brush her teeth, she always smells sweet.”

Before Ming Yao could say anything more, he deepened the kiss with her.

After fooling around on the bed for a while, he finally released her.

Ming Yao weakly glared at the man, “Jerk!”

His so-called reward, was it really for her, or was it a reward for himself?

Having been tossed around by him, Ming Yao started to feel sleepy again.

Wen Qing came to call for Gu Siting, saying that Old Madam Gu needed him for something. Ming Yao didn’t want to get out of bed, so she hugged his coat and went back to sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already close to noon.

There was a thermos box on the bedside table; Ming Yao opened it to find delicious food inside.

A smile curved up the corners of Ming Yao’s lips.

The damn man was quite considerate!

After washing up and eating, Ming Yao went out, planning to visit Old Master Fang.

At this time of day, Old Master Fang should be awake.

Upon stepping out of the courtyard, she was met with disdain in the eyes of some servants.

Even worse, one of them spat at her back after she walked past.

Ming Yao’s brows tightly furrowed.

What was going on?

She had saved Old Master Fang; the Fang Residence from top to bottom shouldn’t be treating her with this attitude, should they?

Seated in a pavilion not too far away were several figures.

Upon recognizing one of them, Ming Yao slightly narrowed her eyes.

Ming Wan actually came?

Beside Ming Wan was a middle-aged man she didn’t recognize, wearing a green robe, with a lean figure, possessing a bit of a celestial master’s grace.