Chapter 1458: with translation of chapter title

This guy occasionally gets a bit artsy, but he can correct it quickly; it won't turn into anything serious.

After Director Miao's matter, he went to Hai Cheng for a round, did a 24-hour Shou Bing, and upon returning he didn't show any dejection or pessimism.

He's just such a rough guy, only knows how to work, a surgery dog! Su Yun muttered a few sentences in his heart.

「At that time under the starry sky, I felt the universe's boundless expanse. Compared to the universe, the Milky Way is tiny. Compared to the Milky Way, Earth is insignificant. And yet we would feel sentimental about the earth's vicissitudes, which is even more insignificant. 」

「Then what? 」 Su Yun continued to ask.

「Ning Shu said he hopes Yi Ren grows up happily and ages. 」

「Isn't that pretty good? 」 Su Yun exclaimed in surprise.

「But after thinking about it, I still have to go to work, see patients, do Shou Bing, save lives. Grab some sleep, why waste time chatting? 」 Zheng Ren gave a hehe laugh.

「…」 Su Yun almost spat out his mouthful of wine.

This guy totally lacks any romantic cells; his guess was completely correct.

「Zheng Lao Ban, you're saying that. 」 Qin Tang kept an elegant posture, slightly nodded, and said: 「We tiny individuals, in relation to the whole……」

「Qin Tang, cut the crap, he's just complaining a bit. 」 Su Yun burst out laughing, 「Let him go do research, not hear the gurney sounds in the Emergency Department, just one week, really just one week, if I'm lying I'm a despicable scoundrel! This guy just ran to the Emergency Department. 」

「…」 Qin Tang genuinely didn't understand why the assistant would so undermine the boss.

At this moment, one shouldn't just echo others, saying a few fitting remarks, all happy and harmonious, to deepen mutual understanding, right?

But seeing Zheng Ren, Zheng Lao Ban smiling at the corners of his mouth, seeming not to mind, Qin Tang thought these two were wonderful people.

As for that burly man, full of killing intent, even if he tried his best to appear gentle, Qin Tang could still easily sense it.

These people are all interesting; I hope their abilities are equally great, able to extend grandfather's life by a few years.

Qin Tang looked at the three people in the car, silently thinking to himself.

……

……

Xianggang, the Qin family's hillside manor.

Song Moxi wore a loose black long robe, her abdomen bulging, appearing pregnant, likely 34-35 weeks.

But her body seemed very weak, breathing rapid. Even when walking slowly, she still showed signs of insufficient strength.

「Master Song, would you like to rest a bit? 」 The Qin family's old steward was very courteous to Master Song, although they differed in age by at least forty years, he still observed the etiquette of a subordinate.

Each generation's head of the Song family is honored as Master Song.

Song Moxi, although young, is a woman; after marriage she did not take her husband's surname, and remains the third Master Song.

This is the inheritance.

「You're too polite. 」 Master Song struggled to take a few breaths, saying: 「There are a few more steps; let's finish looking before we speak. Old Master Qin's side is urgent; this matter cannot be delayed. 」

When she mentioned Old Master Qin, the old steward fell silent, his face full of worry.

After walking another quarter hour, the old steward brought Master Song and her female disciple behind her back to the manor.

「Master Song, do you see any problems? 」

「From a feng shui perspective, there is completely no problem. 」 Master Song was also Confused, 「The few small measures my father set up for Old Master Qin before have not changed at all. Concealing wind and gathering qi, the qi meridians unchanged—this is not a feng shui issue. 」

This is just hopeless; the old steward felt despair.

「I'll divine a hexagram for Old Master Qin; perhaps this calamity is fated. After the tribulation passes, clouds may clear and the sun shine, maybe another decade of great fortune could follow. 」 Master Song coughed a few times, his voice hoarse, the signs of airway spasms extremely obvious.

For her, pregnancy seems an extremely heavy burden, even breathing has become difficult.

Perhaps it's due to overly vigorous activity, or perhaps lack of oxygen. Song Moxi's exposed hand suddenly developed several red spots, the size of copper coins, with vivid color.

The old steward saw the situation was wrong and immediately said: 「Master Song, are you alright? 」

「I'm fine. 」 Master Song slowly closed his eyes and forced his breathing.

Even normal breathing seemed to have become extremely luxurious; at the same time, the red spots on her hand became even more noticeable, slightly bulging, as if several copper coins inside were about to pop out.

「Master. 」 The female disciple behind Master Song called softly.

Song Moxi shook his head, but in the end he still gritted his teeth and endured.

The manor's living room was extremely spacious; at this late hour, with everyone quiet, only Master Song's heavy breathing echoed in the living room.

The sound was uneven, as if her airway had twisted seventeen or eight turns, inside nurturing some strange thing about to burst out of her body.

The old steward was somewhat worried, but after hesitating a moment, his hand, like the old roots of a withered tree, twitched slightly, yet he did not move.

After more than ten minutes, Master Song gradually improved a bit.

Breathing became smooth, the whole person quickly recovered, as if the abnormality in her body had been suppressed.

「Master Song, I didn't expect your illness to be so severe. 」 the old steward sighed.

「If it weren't for my poor health, I should have come earlier for Old Master Qin's matter. 」 Master Song sighed softly.

After that period passed, her condition improved a little; at least the symptoms of airway spasms eased considerably, and the red copper‑coin marks on her hand also lightened.

「This is also unavoidable; please, Master Song, you must lend a hand no matter what. 」 The old steward trembled as he rose, making a deep bow.

Master Song also did not avoid or be polite, as if all this were simply due.

Then, Master Song raised a hand; the disciple behind her took out an ancient‑looking box, placed it solemnly on the table, and then withdrew.

In the empty living room, it became even more vacant.

「The gluttonous, through broad simplicity achieves penetration; the observer, through difficulty entering attains clarity. My father, when he divined years ago, calculated that I would face a calamity soon; therefore he revealed it, to resolve the disaster's calamity. 」 Master Song sighed and extended his hand.

The copper‑coin‑like red spots on her hand faded slightly, yet her hand continued to tremble.

……

About the time it takes to burn an incense stick, Master Song's trembling grew worse, yet she merely gazed at the few Holy Song Tongbao coins on the table, drew a long breath, and said: 「Old Master turns danger into auspice; this is only natural. 」

Hearing Master Song say that, the old steward's tense body relaxed a bit; in an instant, he seemed to have aged considerably.

「It's strange that the hexagram actually vaguely concerns me. 」

「Master Song, you have penetrated the mysteries of life, death, and illness, and already……"""

Song Moxi waved his hand and said, "Go to the hospital, I will guard Old Master Qin."

"You?" the old steward exclaimed in astonishment. "Your health?"

"It's fine." Song Moxi said, "Life and death, who can fathom them? This matter is of great importance, cannot be neglected."

"Alright, I'll arrange it right away." the old steward immediately said obediently.

Song Moxi looked at the Holy Song Circulating Treasure on the table, hesitated slightly, the hand hidden in his left sleeve constantly calculating.

It is indeed related to herself, but she cannot see through why.