Chapter 335
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He lowered his eyes dejectedly. The answer was clear.
"Qi Feiyang, saving someone's life isn't love. There's no such thing as who came first, it's all about feelings."
He felt as if he was struck by a thunderbolt. In that instant, he understood that she was very rational. She could rationally tell the difference between saving her life and the love between a man and a woman. Therefore, she was telling him that her feelings for Dishi Fan belonged to the latter.
He exhaled slightly and sat down by the shore. He quietly watched as she sat cross-legged and entered a state of cultivation.
Perhaps, this was the only thing he could do for her.
The next day, the main hall of the manor was filled with people. The one sitting at the front was naturally the mayor, and the one sitting beside him was Qi Feiyang. Apart from them, there was also Doctor He and a man in a black robe.
At this moment, the hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone was staring at Schilling's Shadow in awe.
The old madame was sitting upright with her eyes closed. As usual, Schilling's Shadow was inserting needles into the corners of her eyes. Although it was said to be the same as usual, everyone felt that something was different.
Schilling's Shadow's speed of inserting needles went from slow to fast. In the end, the needles were lifted and dropped almost at the same time. Those who didn't have a bit of fighting aura or eyesight would only be able to see the shadows of the needles. They wouldn't be able to catch her movements at all.
Her smooth movements made everyone dumbfounded, and they secretly exclaimed in admiration.
However, there was one person in the crowd who seemed to be in a dilemma.
Qi Feiyang wanted to admire Schilling's Shadow's ability, but he didn't dare to. He wanted to admire it because he couldn't resist the temptation, but he didn't dare to … because he couldn't win against her.
After removing the last of the needles, Schilling's Shadow took a step back and smiled at the old madame. "You can open your eyes now."
As soon as he finished speaking, the old madame couldn't wait to open her eyes.
Then, she stared blankly in front of her. Her pupils trembled slightly, and a trace of moisture appeared in her eyes.
The City Lord couldn't sit still and jumped up. "Mother, can you … see?" He asked carefully.
The old madam turned her neck slightly and faced the City Lord. Her eyes were still trembling, but she didn't say anything.
Doctor He took a sip of tea and sneered, "Facts speak louder than words. City Lord, what you brought back is nothing more than an embroidered pillow. It must have been hard for the old madam to suffer for so many days in vain."
He heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Doctor He was finally able to drink this mouthful of tea.
The City Lord's heart sank to the bottom.
"Doctor He, isn't it too early for you to come to a conclusion? Could it be that you can't accept that there is someone in Bei 'an City who can defeat you?" Suddenly, the old madam turned her head and looked at Doctor He. "Is the tea to your liking?"
Doctor He raised his head in shock and met the old madam's eyes. Her eyes were no longer dull, but filled with sharpness, as if she could see through his thoughts.
The City Lord was also shocked. "Mother, you can see?"
Qi Feiyang and the grey-robed elder also turned their heads to look at the old madam. There was also a faint fluctuation in their eyes, but it was a completely different kind of fluctuation.
Other than being happy that his grandmother had regained her sight, Qi Feiyang was more moved by Schilling's Shadow. She was obviously the one with superb acupuncture skills, but his heart was beating wildly. It was as if he was the one who cured his grandmother's eyes.
No, he was even happier than if he was the one who cured her.
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