Read Novel Full Chapter 865: Scam Artists are Not Cute! (33)
Chapter 865: Scam Artists are Not Cute! (33)
The hospital had already issued a critical condition notice, but the patient’s condition suddenly began to improve. Previously failing organs showed signs of recovery.
The attending physician was stunned.
They had all assumed the patient was a goner, but he made a miraculous turnaround.
Even the patient himself, upon regaining consciousness, found it strange. He asked Yu Sheng if any of his colleagues had visited him.
Yu Sheng said no, only a few of them and the Yan family had been to see him.
Yu Sheng knew that in their line of work, they encountered many bizarre incidents. So, the patient’s sudden brush with death followed by rapid recovery was odd but not entirely unheard of.
The master’s recovery was so swift that by the time he was discharged, the doctors were still in shock. If he weren’t a living, breathing person, they might have dragged him onto the operating table to study him.
At the hospital entrance, the master called out to Shi Sheng, “Xiao’guai, I need a word with you.”
Shi Sheng glanced at Xia Ling, signaling him to wait in the car, and followed her master to a quiet spot nearby.
The master remained silent for most of the walk, only speaking once they reached a secluded area. “It was you, wasn’t it?”
He had felt someone’s presence by his side in his muddled state that day.
“Yes.” Shi Sheng nodded. She had done it and wasn’t afraid to admit it, even if it aroused suspicion.
The master looked at Shi Sheng with a complex expression. “Who taught you?”
He had tried to teach her those things back then, but she never picked them up.
‘How could a few years away from the mountain have changed her so much?’
Shi Sheng replied confidently, “Self-taught.”
“Don’t play dumb with me. Who taught you?” He didn’t believe she could be self-taught and wanted to know if her teacher had any ulterior motives.
“It really was self-taught,” Shi Sheng said, exasperated.
‘No one taught me(bbb). Does he expect me(bbb) to fabricate a mentor?’
The master frowned, staring at Shi Sheng for a long while. “Do you remember what I told you before?”
“I remember. Don’t do anything against your conscience. Don’t commit heinous acts…” Shi Sheng recited the moral lessons he had drilled into her, shaking her head in mock despair.
The master nodded in satisfaction. “As long as you remember. I don’t expect you to be exceptionally skilled, just to be a decent person. I don’t care how you learned, but if I ever find out you’ve done something bad, I won’t go easy on you.”
Shi Sheng: “…” ‘I’ve done too many bad things to even count.’
Her head was once again filled with moral lectures.
“Master.” Shi Sheng interrupted his endless lecture. “Are you going back to Elder Yan’s place?”
Elder Yan had personally visited him in the hospital. Judging by his condition, whatever was haunting him must have been powerful, and Elder Yan didn’t seem long for this world.
“Yes, I owe him a debt and must repay it. Don’t concern yourself with this. If anything happens to me, just take my ashes back.”
He spoke with a sense of righteousness, seemingly accepting his fate.
“Is it worth risking your life for a debt?”
“If it’s worth it in your heart, then it’s worth it.” The master patted Shi Sheng’s shoulder. “Some things can’t be measured by others.”
What might be priceless to you could mean nothing to someone else.
Shi Sheng shrugged indifferently, pulling out a few talismans and handing them to her master. “A little something from me. It might help in an emergency.”
These talismans were acquired from renowned Taoists in other realms, and their effectiveness had been tested and proven.
The master scrutinized the talismans, noting that their design differed from anything he had seen before.
“Little one…”
“Master, I’ve told you everything I can.” Shi Sheng’s expression grew serious, “I can’t tell you the rest.”
Even if she did, he probably wouldn’t believe her.
The master hesitated but didn’t press further. They returned to the hospital’s main entrance, where the master prepared to return to the Yan family, and Xia Ling had another appointment to keep. Yu Sheng naturally left with Xia Ling.
Shi Sheng began to slack off, and although Yu Sheng had scolded her several times, she dismissed him by claiming she was no longer interested.
She wasn’t his child, and he couldn’t hit her if she didn’t listen.
After a few unsuccessful attempts to convince her, Yu Sheng let her be.
Given Xia Ling’s affection for her, she wouldn’t lack for anything in her lifetime.
Thus, Yu Sheng focused on pushing Xia Ling to earn more money.
With that, Xia Ling’s schedule became increasingly packed and he began preparing for a concert, which was Yu Sheng’s biggest headache.
Considering Xia Ling’s numerous haters, the concert was bound to attract a hostile crowd.
As soon as the concert was announced, the haters exploded, vowing to buy tickets just to bash him live.
On the day the tickets went on sale, they were sold out almost instantly.
It wasn’t until the day of the concert that Shi Sheng realized the sheer number of Xia Ling’s haters. The venue was swarming with people.
“Your popularity is off the charts!” Shi Sheng pressed her face against the car window, watching the sea of people. Many of them even freakin’ wore matching T-shirts emblazoned with the words “HATER”.
‘I(bbb) don’t even have that many fans.’
The original fans followed her for her music, but since she stopped writing, her fan base dwindled quickly. Now, the only ones left were those wanting to break her and Xia Ling up.
“But I only have you by my side,” Xia Ling replied with a smile.
Shi Sheng turned away, ignoring his flirtatious comment, and grumbled, “Your popularity is higher than mine!”
‘I’ve always been the more popular one!’
‘This retard stole her spotlight.’
Xia Ling: “…”
#Why does my wife focus on the weirdest things?#
With so many people outside, getting into the venue was a struggle. Once inside, there were various last-minute issues, and the backstage area was chaotic.
Shi Sheng stood quietly to the side, covering her mouth.
Xia Ling found her small, solemn demeanor amusing.
“Xia-ge, you should go change.” A staff member handed him a costume. Xia Ling ruffled Shi Sheng’s hair and went to change.
For the rest of the time, Xia Ling had hardly any chance to talk to Shi Sheng.
He secretly decided that once he made enough money, he’d quit this job.
During the concert, a few overly enthusiastic fans tried to cause trouble, and Xia Ling ended up arguing with them on stage.
Previously, fans could only see his typed responses online, not his expressions.
Now, seeing his live retorts, many haters admitted that Xia Ling looked handsome even when arguing.
Even those who had resisted his charm before now found themselves swayed.
Turning a concert into a battle of wits with fans. Xia Ling was indeed one of a kind.
Backstage, Yu Sheng felt like strangling him.
Haters: Never seen such an obnoxious star, aren’t you afraid of losing fans!?
Xia Ling: Haters are still fans.
Little Fairy: What kind of fan is a hater? A black fan? Do black fans work like regular fans?
Little Angels: There she goes again, asking for votes in weird ways.
Little Fairy: (blushing) Oh, you caught me! Then please vote for me!