Chapter 7

“……”

Pei Shuchen’s handsome brows furrowed tightly. He looked at his sister lying on the ground and his panicked mother, pressed his lips together, and said:

“Okay, don’t panic yet. I’ll go find the train attendant and ask if there are any other doctors on board. Let’s get Xiaojing conscious first.”

Mother Pei nodded quickly and pushed her son anxiously, urging:

“Go on, hurry! Don’t worry about me, I’ll stay here and watch over your sister.”

Pei Shuchen nodded and turned to leave, but just as he did, Su Yuwei seized the moment and squeezed in, crouching beside the convulsing girl.

“Comrade, is there something wrong?”

Dr. Yu had been observing Pei Shujing’s condition when he suddenly saw a young girl lean in, and asked in surprise.

Mother Pei was also momentarily stunned, and Pei Shuchen paused mid-step, turning back to look.

“I’m a doctor. Let me check her condition.”

Su Yuwei didn’t waste time. Her inherited knowledge from a doctorate in traditional Chinese medicine kicked in. She quickly performed a series of diagnostics—inspection, listening, questioning, and palpation. Seeing that the situation was already quite severe, her brows furrowed.

“Comrade, can you save my daughter?”

Mother Pei saw that Su Yuwei was using traditional Chinese medical techniques and, although she looked young, couldn’t help but ask hopefully.

“It’s a bit tricky…”

Su Yuwei adjusted the object Dr. Yu had placed in the girl’s mouth, ensuring her airway was clear, then looked up and said to Pei Shuchen:

“Go to my berth and bring me my acupuncture kit.”

At first, Mother Pei’s face turned pale from despair upon hearing the word “tricky,” but hope returned with Su Yuwei’s next sentence. She didn’t care about her image anymore and slapped her son’s arm, urging:

“Shuchen, go quickly, hurry!”

Pei Shuchen didn’t dare delay. After getting her berth number, he turned and rushed off.

Su Yuwei used the opportunity to recall a massage technique from one of her mentors. She located specific acupuncture points on the girl and pressed two key spots firmly.

Before long, the frequency of the girl’s convulsions started to decrease.

Mother Pei’s expression lit up immediately, and she seemed to regain some strength. Her face no longer looked as ashen as before.

“Do you have it yet?”

Su Yuwei shook out her sore wrists. Hearing movement behind her, she asked.

Mother Pei looked quickly down the aisle and saw Pei Shuchen hurrying back. She called out:

“He’s here, he’s here!”

She quickly stepped aside, and Pei Shuchen entered, immediately handing the acupuncture kit to Su Yuwei.

Just as Su Yuwei was about to open it, she suddenly heard a voice from behind Pei Shuchen:

“Yuwei… girl, are you sure you can do this?”

Her mother, Zhao Fang, had squeezed in from behind him, looking anxiously at the girl on the ground. She didn’t even dare to call her daughter’s name aloud.

After all, this was not like her son’s leg injury…

She could tell these two people were well-dressed and refined. She wanted to stop her daughter from stirring trouble but was also afraid of being seen as a fraud and getting caught. Her face was pale from fear.

In those days, cracking down on crime was no joke. One wrong step and you could be executed.

At that moment, Zhao Fang felt even more hopeless than the actual patient’s family.

She stared at her daughter and said in a trembling voice:

“Be careful, sweetie…”

“Don’t worry, Mom. I know what I’m doing.”

“……”

Zhao Fang had no choice but to stand next to Mother Pei, her heart in her throat.

She was so scared her daughter would hurt someone with her needles, her face looked even worse than the patient’s mother’s.

Mother Pei, on the other hand, watched Su Yuwei place a few needles and saw her daughter’s convulsions ease. She finally breathed a sigh of relief, her face visibly improving.

Pei Shujing’s condition was not good. Su Yuwei inserted dozens of fine golden needles into her head and body to barely get the situation under control.

She adjusted a few of the needles, then removed two from their original points. After disinfecting them with alcohol swabs from Dr. Yu’s kit, she inserted them into new acupuncture points.

Half an hour later, Pei Shujing’s condition stabilized completely. Everyone in the room breathed a collective sigh of relief.

Zhao Fang exaggeratedly patted her chest and wiped the sweat from her forehead. She felt as if she’d just come back from the dead. A belated sense of pride welled up, and her face couldn’t help showing a bit of smugness.

Tsk, that’s her daughter!

That bastard Pang Chuan, who went off cheating, was nothing! And he had the nerve to look down on her Yuwei? The Su family didn’t want him anyway.

Losing someone like her daughter—now that was his loss.

Hmph…

…

A few minutes later, the girl on the ground slowly regained consciousness. She opened her eyes, dazed, and looked around.

Mother Pei burst into tears of joy…

Su Yuwei, seeing the time was about right, adjusted the needles again before pulling them out one by one.

She used Dr. Yu’s alcohol swabs to disinfect them, put them back into her acupuncture kit, then turned to Mother Pei and Pei Shuchen:

“You can move her to the bed now and let her sleep. I’ll write a prescription for some traditional medicine to help with recovery. Do you have pen and paper?”

“Yes, yes, of course…”

Before she could finish speaking, Dr. Yu quickly pulled out a few sheets of letter paper from his bag and handed her a fountain pen from his breast pocket.

“Here you go, comrade. Please go ahead and write the prescription.”

He was enthusiastic and clearly respectful in his tone.

“Thank you.”

Su Yuwei accepted the pen and thanked him politely. Dr. Yu quickly waved it off and asked with admiration:

“You studied traditional Chinese medicine? You’re young, but your medical skills are truly impressive.”

“Yes,”

Su Yuwei nodded confidently.

“My grandfather taught me.”

Zhao Fang’s proud smile froze. Although it was true, somehow it felt a bit… off when said like that.

After a pause, she couldn’t help but add:

“Her grandfather, when he was alive, was a well-known traditional doctor in our village. So he taught her from a young age.”

“Oh, that explains it.”

Dr. Yu nodded in admiration:

“The old man must’ve been a master of traditional medicine to raise such a talented successor.”

“Hehe… she’s just gifted.”

Zhao Fang grinned awkwardly, trying to brush it off.

In truth, the old man wasn’t some great master—he dabbled in tricks and even got publicly criticized during certain turbulent times.

Ahem…

Of course, no one needed to know that. All they had to understand was that her daughter’s skills were legitimate and traceable.

She turned her gaze to her daughter, curiosity rising, and leaned in for a closer look.