The chance to save someone arrived bright and early the next morning.
As Lin Cui Ping walked into the hospital with Lin Mu Ci.
An old man stumbled in the hallway. An aunt beside him was wailing hysterically, tears and snot streaming down her face!
"Who can save him? Who can save my old man? Doctors! Doctors!"
Doctors and nurses passing by wore expressions of helplessness.
"This patient is too far gone. There's no saving him."
Even the hospital's specialists had declared him a lost cause, waiting only to disconnect the respirator and allow the family to take him home for a few days of peace and comfort.
Lin Mu Ci crouched down, supporting the elderly man, and then she spoke.
"He's suffered a cerebral hemorrhage, correct?"
A nearby doctor, recognizing Lin Mu Ci as the young lady of the family, casually remarked,
"Yes, his condition is almost identical to your maternal grandfather's, but even more critical. There's virtually nothing that can be done now. Cranial surgery wouldn't make much difference."
Lin Mu Ci turned to the aunt, asking softly,
"Auntie, have you considered acupuncture?"
The woman looked at the young girl, her expression slightly dazed.
Lin Cui Ping flinched, stammering an apology to the bystanders.
She then grabbed Lin Mu Ci's hand, pleading in a low voice,
"Xiao Ci, please don't do anything reckless, alright?"
Lin Mu Ci replied,
"I am not being reckless."
Conveniently, there was a medical specimen mannequin nearby. She reached out, pointing to the mannequin's head, and said,
"That is the Shenting acupoint. That is the Qingming acupoint."
Her finger moved over the mannequin as she stated,
"I have a way to save him."
She was willing to take responsibility, treating the seemingly dead as if they were alive.
The moment the silver needles pierced the man's body, Lin Cui Ping trembled with anxiety.
She never imagined Xiao Ci would even consider treating someone.
Lin Cui Ping was already thinking about what to do if he died, whether they'd have to go to court, and she didn't know any lawyers.
Would Lu Yuan Hang be willing to hire a good lawyer for Xiao Ci?
The more she thought about it, the more fearful she became, tears threatening to spill.
But after inserting the needles, Lin Mu Ci walked over to Lin Cui Ping.
She patted her shoulder, her tone relaxed and unburdened.
Lin Cui Ping stared at Lin Mu Ci, her eyes wide with disbelief.
She heard her say,
"Mommy, he's all better now. It's fine."
Lin Cui Ping's eyes widened further.
"What? What is it?"
"It's fine?"
Lin Mu Ci nodded.
"Yes, he's awake now. The blood clot has dissolved. It's fine."
She said this with an air of casual cheerfulness.
Lin Cui Ping still couldn't quite process it, lifting her head dazedly to look at Lin Mu Ci.
"But..."
A faint smile still lingered in Lin Mu Ci's eyes, as gentle as flowing water.
"But what?"
Lin Cui Ping felt as if she were dreaming.
"But when did you learn traditional Chinese medicine, Xiao Ci? Isn't that something that requires years and years of study? How can you treat people, Xiao Ci?"
Lin Cui Ping felt this was utterly fantastical!
And in response to Lin Cui Ping's questioning.
Lin Mu Ci calmly raised her head and said,
"Mommy, do you remember when Lu Yuan Hang took me to the countryside for three months when I was little?"
"I met a very skilled old Chinese doctor there, so I learned medicine."
"This patient's condition is even worse than Grandpa's. If I could heal him, I can heal Grandpa too. Mommy, do you believe me?"
She looked up, her eyes sparkling.
Lin Cui Ping looked at her daughter, and after a long moment, slowly nodded.
*Should I...*
*Should I believe Xiao Ci?*
*Xiao Ci is truly different now.*
The system sighed in Lin Mu Ci's mind.
"You're deliberately saying it was an old Chinese doctor in Lu Yuan Hang's village who taught you medicine, aren't you?"
"By saying that, once you heal Grandfather Lin, Lu Yuan Hang will definitely interrogate your mother for the full story."
"With his vindictive nature, he'll certainly hold a grudge. He might even dig up the earth to find that old doctor."
"When he sent the original host to the countryside back then, it wasn't with good intentions at all. It was to mistreat the original host, the daughter of a pampered lady."
"He claimed it was a 'transformation experiment,' to prevent the child from becoming too spoiled. But the original host suffered unspeakable hardships in the village. Meanwhile, he brought his own daughter with his mistress, Lin Miao Yu, back to live a life of luxury in the Lin family."
"If it weren't for that, the original host's personality wouldn't have become so twisted, nor would she have poured her heart out to Ling Qian He, her idol, treating him as her spiritual pillar."
The system sighed.
"Thinking about it, what a mess."
A cold smile flickered across Lin Mu Ci's lips, refusing to dissipate. She said,
"Yes."
"I want him to ruminate and obsess, unable to rest or eat."
Lin Mu Ci looked at her maternal grandfather before her, her gaze softening.
"Prepare yourself."
"I'm starting the acupuncture."