Chapter 166: The Earth-Shattering, Ghost-Wailing National Curse
Xi Gaoguan said nothing, even feigning ignorance. ’He Shen Yi, is my father really just asleep?’
"Absolutely certain. I’ll prescribe some more medicine to help Mr. Xi recuperate. Living another ten years will be no problem at all, and he won’t be frail and sickly like he used to be."
"This... That’s wonderful! Thank you so much, He Shen Yi and Professor Xia. Will you be staying in Qing City for a few more days?"
’Xi Gaoguan hoped they would stay. It would be perfect if they could cure all the critically ill patients in Qingcheng Hospital.’
’But he also knew that He Shen Yi and Professor Xia were incredibly busy. The two divine doctors were the presidents of the top hospitals in the Imperial City.’
’They were also professors at the most prestigious university in the Imperial City, where countless patients and students needed them.’
’It was no exaggeration to say they managed a thousand things a day, yet these incredibly busy divine doctors were still dispatched here to Qing City.’
’This just went to show how important Old Sir Gu of the Gu Family was. It was a shame he’d never once paid a visit to show his concern for Old Sir Gu before.’
"We’ll be staying for a few more days. Divine Doctor Su Gu promised to operate on that boy from the Song family, and we’re going to assist her and learn a thing or two."
Xia Qiuming said this openly, making no secret of it. His skills weren’t as advanced as Gu Jiaojiao’s, so it was only natural that he wanted to learn from her.
"The eldest grandson of the Song family? The one Divine Doctor Jiang repeatedly declared wouldn’t live past twenty-five?"
Xi Gaoguan was utterly astonished. ’She can cure even him?!’
He Shen Yi said sheepishly, "I once declared that he wouldn’t live past twenty-five either, but Divine Doctor Su Gu has a way to cure him."
’Of course, he wasn’t about to tell Xi Gaoguan that he had also declared Li An wouldn’t survive the year!’
’But Jiaojiao said Li An could live to be ninety-nine without a problem. In fact, after Jiaojiao gave Li An a few injections of some kind of insulin...’
’...when he took Li An’s pulse, the results showed he could live for another ten or twenty years. He had no choice but to be thoroughly convinced.’
The most surprised of all was Xi Guodong. "To think that Divine Doctor Su Gu is so young, yet her medical skills are so profound."
"There are always new heights to reach and greater people to meet. It’s not so unusual; we were just fortunate enough to encounter her."
After saying this profound-sounding phrase to his son, Xi Gaoguan humbly asked He Shen Yi, "Do you happen to know where Divine Doctor Su Gu lives?"
’He very much wanted to get on good terms with Divine Doctor Su Gu. It looked like he would have to visit the Su family more often in the future.’
"I don’t know. Only Su Shuochi knows where she lives," He Shen Yi said earnestly.
’She’s heading off to the Imperial City for school after summer break. You want to get on her good side? Not a chance.’
"Mr. Xi, we’ll be leaving now. We’ll come back tomorrow to check on Old Mr. Xi."
"Alright. Thank you for all your hard work today. Uncle Dong and Mr. Sheng will see you out. I’ll call them if I need anything."
"Mm, we’ll come by tomorrow. But we won’t have time to come over the day after, on Sunday."
Uncle Dong and Mr. Sheng had been itching to get back to the residential compound. They were so antsy they wished they could just fly back that very instant.
But this matter couldn’t be rushed; they had to wait for He Shen Yi and Professor Xia to finish with the patient.
As the two walked out, Uncle Dong asked, "Old Sheng, do you think we should tell Jiaojiao?"
"We have to, we definitely have to. But we can’t be too direct. Maybe we should quietly sound out Shuo Ci first!" Mr. Sheng said, a little worried.
"Yes, you’re right. Let’s sound out Shuo Ci about this first before we decide anything!" Uncle Dong nodded in agreement.
"Good, let’s go find him now. We’ll still go to the Su family’s house for dinner tonight." Mr. Sheng was craving the Su family’s cooking.
Su Shuochi had told him what happened while Gu Jiaojiao was performing surgery—that his son and daughter hadn’t gotten on her good side.
Su Shuochi also said that as long as Mr. Sheng didn’t mind, Jiaojiao wouldn’t mind either.
Mr. Sheng could just imagine that both his second son and Yueyue had likely failed to get on her good side.
"Let’s get in the car," Uncle Dong said, interrupting Mr. Sheng’s train of thought.
The two of them then got into the car with He Shen Yi and Professor Xia and headed to the Su family’s home for dinner.
When Mr. Sheng and his group arrived at the Su family’s home, Grandpa Gu, Li An, and Cheng Tao were in the living room, leisurely drinking tea and chatting.
Mr. Su, Su’s mother, and Mrs. Gu were busy in the kitchen, while Eldest Brother Gu set up tables and chairs in the living room.
Geng Ruixian, meanwhile, was anxiously wringing his hands, glancing toward the door every so often to see when his son would arrive at the Su home.
"What? Shuo Ci and Jiaojiao still aren’t home?" Mr. Sheng asked with concern.
"They’ll be here soon. They wouldn’t miss dinnertime," Grandpa Gu said, his face wreathed in smiles.
"Grandpa, are you talking about us again?" Gu Jiaojiao’s crisp voice rang out from the doorway.
"Mm, we were just waiting for you two to get back before starting dinner. Jiaojiao, what took you so long to get home?"
"Shu Ci and I were showing his friends around Qing City. They have to head back to the Imperial City tomorrow morning."
Gu Jiaojiao said cheerfully. The group of them had spent the afternoon loading a large truck with rice.
It was mainly Su Shuochi who did most of the work. He would balance a bag of rice on the armrest of his wheelchair with one hand, propel himself to the side of the truck, and just toss it right up.
How could three able-bodied men like Geng Haoyi, Fu Junyuan, and Li Yanrong be willing to be outdone by someone in a wheelchair like Su Shuochi!
But the fact was, they were outdone. No matter how hard they tried, they couldn’t surpass Su Shuochi.
This competitive spirit indirectly boosted their efficiency, and they managed to fill the entire truck in a single afternoon.
After dinner, his friends would sleep at the guest house, and then drive off first thing in the morning.
Seeing Gu Jiaojiao’s radiant smile, Mr. Sheng and Uncle Dong exchanged a glance and said nothing more.
The meal Su’s mother prepared was, without a doubt, delicious. After everyone finished eating, they lingered for a while, drinking tea and chatting.
Geng Haoyi stayed at the Su family’s home to share a room with his dad, while Fu Junyuan and Li Yanrong went with the others to the guest house for the night.
Uncle Dong and Mr. Sheng each carried a large bowl of leftovers as they headed home. They paid more than enough for their share of the food costs.
Su’s mother was especially kind-hearted and felt bad about taking too much money, so she would fill a large bowl with food for each of them to take home.
Uncle Dong took his large bowl of food straight back to the Dong family home. Mr. Sheng, on the other hand, decided to take his bowl over to his second younger brother’s house for Old Sir Sheng to try.
’His youngest son drops everything to come eat at the Su family’s home. His second son and Yueyue don’t deserve this food, and neither does his wife, who spoils their daughter so much.’
And what Mr. Sheng thought, he did. He and Uncle Dong took a car and left first.
He Shen Yi and the others were too full from dinner and said they’d rather walk to the guest house in the compound than take a car.
Seeing that it was still early, Gu Jiaojiao decided to see them off, pushing Su Shuochi’s wheelchair while Grandpa Gu walked alongside.
As they passed the Song family’s courtyard, they heard a torrent of curses from the entrance so foul it could make the heavens tremble and the ghosts weep.
Even great figures are only human, and humans love to watch a good spectacle. And so, the group, led by Gu Jiaojiao pushing the wheelchair, followed the sound toward the entrance of the Song family’s courtyard. They could hear the shouting clearly even over the noise of the crowd that had gathered.
"Wang Gang, you unfilial son! When I gave birth to you, I should’ve just tossed you in the chamber pot and drowned you!"
Old Mrs. Wang, having completely lost it, unleashed another torrent of curses upon Song Xiaxia and her husband, so foul it could make the heavens tremble and the ghosts weep.
Anyone who knew the family understood Old Mrs. Wang was just cursing her son and daughter-in-law. But to an outsider, it sounded like she was cursing the mortal enemies who had desecrated her ancestors’ graves.
Old Mrs. Wang clapped and stomped as she yelled. She’d shout a curse, then clap her hands rhythmically. She’d shout another, then stomp her foot...