Mei Liang had no time to thank him. He hung up and said to Ji Nanshu, "Master Ji!! The hospital called!! They said-said Xinya and Nannan were taken into the emergency room."
Mei Liang nearly burst into tears. Could this luck borrowing really not be broken?!
Ji Nanshu nodded, utterly unconcerned. "Go to the hospital. It's good news."
Hearing that it was good news, Mei Liang couldn't spare a thought for discussing payment with Ji Nanshu. He said goodbye and hurried to the hospital.
Only after Mei Liang left did Si Dai speak. "Mr. Ji... just what is your cultivation level?!"
"Cultivation level?? I don't really have one!" Ji Nanshu spread his hands. Back in the Qiang Kingdom, people like him were called occultists.
Occultists were divided into the Acquired, Innate, and Transformation Realms.
Before coming to this world, he had been a Transformation Realm occultist. Even in that era, when occultists were everywhere, hardly anyone could beat him.
As for how this world classified cultivation, he had never looked into it at all, so saying he didn't really have a cultivation level seemed fair enough.
Seeing that Ji Nanshu was unwilling to say, Si Dai didn't press him. Instead, she turned to the matter of luck borrowing. "According to my grandfather, starting nineteen years ago, the Celestial Masters Association would discover a case of luck borrowing every year or two. Because of the locations and timing, we always considered them isolated incidents and simply dealt with the evil cultivators."
"But... in recent years, luck borrowing has become increasingly frequent, and the methods used have all been the same, using deliveries or the internet as a medium. Only then did we gradually begin taking it seriously. After investigating, we discovered that an evil organization called the Blood God Cult was behind all of it."
Huh? That lousy cult still had followers even now?
Impressive!!
Ji Nanshu nodded like a chick pecking at grain. "Understood, Miss Si. Is there anything else you'd like to say?"
Seeing how little Ji Nanshu cared, Si Dai couldn't help feeling angry. Did this man have any idea how much bloodshed the Blood God Cult had caused over the years?!
"Don't you care about this at all?!" she demanded.
Ji Nanshu wasn't angry either. He smiled. "I imagine the Celestial Masters Association hasn't found out much about the Blood God Cult."
Si Dai took a deep breath. "We haven't. Do you... know something?"
"No, I don't," Ji Nanshu immediately denied. "But... there is one thing I can tell you. Members of the Blood God Cult all have a red flaming skull tattooed on their bodies."
Si Dai frowned. "We didn't find the tattoo you described on those people."
"Really? Then I don't know." Ji Nanshu didn't want to meddle. He had worked like a beast of burden for the common people in his previous life. In this life, he just wanted to be a little good-for-nothing.
He could wait until they truly couldn't handle these matters.
The hospital.
Mei Liang paced anxiously outside the emergency room. It had been over thirty minutes. Why hadn't anyone come out yet??
Just then, the emergency room doors opened. The doctor glared at Mei Liang. "Why did you take so long to get here?!"
Mei Liang's heart went cold at those words. He thought there was no saving his wife and daughter.
He grabbed the doctor's shoulders with both hands and shook him back and forth. "Doctor, I'm begging you!! You have to save my wife and daughter!! I'll... I'll get on my knees and beg you... please..."
The doctor struggled to pull Mei Liang's hands off and interrupted him. "...Your wife and daughter are fine. They're undergoing a comprehensive examination."
Mei Liang froze, seemingly unable to process it. "...Please...? They're fine????"
"Hahahahaha, they're fine!! That's good!! Good!!"
The doctor shook his head, sincerely happy for Mei Liang. "We don't know whether it was a misdiagnosis or something else, but all their readings are now exactly the same as those of healthy people. We'll keep them under observation for a while longer. If nothing's wrong, they can be discharged."
As a doctor, what he most wanted to see was his patients recovering and leaving the hospital. Thankfully, this family was fortunate enough.
"Thank you, doctor! Thank you, doctor!!"
Mei Liang bowed his thanks as he ran toward the ward.
Master Ji really was incredible!!
After settling Mei Liang's matter and saying goodbye to Si Dai, Ji Nanshu had nothing left to do and was about to head home.
Just as he was preparing to hail a taxi, his phone rang again.
It was an unfamiliar number.
Ji Nanshu rubbed his chin. If he wasn't mistaken... this should be a call from the Bai Family, most likely Liu Yanshuang.
He answered, and sure enough, it was Liu Yanshuang.
"Ji Nanshu!! Why didn't you answer all those calls I made?!"
That voice really was grating.
Awful!
What on earth had possessed the original owner to want motherly love from someone like her? Was it because you had to be brave enough to try things in life?
"If those two holes under your eyebrows aren't just air vents and you watched your darling son's livestream, you should know why. If you really are blind, then I suppose I should be understanding. After all, not everyone is blind!"
Liu Yanshuang was so furious she could barely speak coherently. "You! You...! Get your ass back here!!"
Ji Nanshu scoffed. "Sure, I'll come back. I hope you don't regret it."
With that, he abruptly hung up.
Ji Nanshu stood by the roadside for a few minutes before a taxi stopped in front of him. The driver poked his head out. "Hey, handsome! Where ya headed?"
Hmm? That accent... very southwestern.
"Thanks. Autumn Water Terrace."
"You got it!" said the driver.
He hit the accelerator, and the car shot off like an arrow from a bow. What should have been a forty-minute drive was forcibly cut down to half an hour.
At the Bai Family's door, it was once again the butler who let him in. He offered a seemingly considerate reminder. "Third Young Master, Madam is still angry. Why don't you apologize properly to her in a moment? Madam has a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Just apologize, and everything will be fine."
*?*
Ji Nanshu looked somewhat incredulous. Were this butler's eyes smeared with shit? Just what kind of rose-tinted glasses could make someone describe Liu Yanshuang as having a sharp tongue but a soft heart?!
Even her own mother couldn't manage that, could she?!
The moment he entered the living room, he saw Liu Yanshuang sitting with a dark expression and her arms crossed, looking ready to eat someone alive. "You have the nerve to come back?!"
Tsk. To put it in this era's terms, did Liu Yanshuang have schizophrenia?
Ji Nanshu plopped onto the sofa beside Liu Yanshuang, propped his legs on the table, and snapped back, "Are your words just farts? Once they're out, they're gone? Weren't you the one who told me to come back?"
Liu Yanshuang sprang to her feet, her face red with fury. She pointed at Ji Nanshu's nose, unable to speak for a long while, before finally squeezing out a rather feeble, "Did I tell you to sit down?! How can you be so ill-bred?!"
That was enough to break her defenses? So hard to understand!
Ji Nanshu spread his hands, a flicker of innocence crossing his beautiful eyes. "Have you ever seen an orphan with a proper upbringing?"
Those words seemed to enrage Liu Yanshuang completely. She strode over, raised her hand, and swung it toward Ji Nanshu's face.
Ji Nanshu narrowed his eyes slightly and reached up to catch Liu Yanshuang's arm.
"You actually dare fight back?!" Liu Yanshuang roared furiously.
Ji Nanshu picked at his ear and sighed. "This is called self-defense. You should count yourself lucky that I generally don't hit women."
Was there something seriously wrong with this whole family's brains? Why couldn't they understand human speech?!
Disbelief covered Liu Yanshuang's face, and she shrieked, "You'd even dare hit me?! I'm your mother!!!"
Ji Nanshu: "..."
She was like one of those screaming rubber chickens.
Forget it. Better head back. Talk to a lunatic too much, and it might be contagious.
Just as Ji Nanshu turned to leave, a delighted voice came from behind him. "Third Brother-!"
I learned a line today: "Do you live in a Bagua formation? Is that why you're so good at all this yin-and-yang sarcasm?"
So, do you have any comebacks you can teach me?