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nTranslator: Yunyi

nSong Yaoyao couldn’t be judged by her usually smiling face. When she screwed up it up and did not say a word, no one dared to look her in the eye.

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nThe driver felt the pressure in the car. He thought for a bit and said, “Something happened up ahead; the road seems to be blocked. We are trapped here.”

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nHearing this, Song Yaoyao raised her eyelids and looked forward. It appeared as though the car that had left her behind earlier was blocking the road.

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nShe humphed, closed her eyes, and did not say a word.

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nMeanwhile, Huo Qi was the only one that took particular notice of Song Yaoyao. He turned around and reported to Huo Yunque, “Sir, Miss Song’s car is behind!”

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nHuo Yunque’s expression did not change. He simply remained quiet as though he didn’t hear a thing.

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nSeeing this, Huo Qi did not dare to make another sound.

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nSong Yaoyao’s driver ran up front to check on the situation and returned to explain that there had been a landslide. Judging by the situation, they wouldn’t be able to leave anytime soon.

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nSong Yaoyao didn’t mind. She stepped out of her car and shook her legs which were numb from sitting and jumped a few times.

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nBut while she was moving around, she suddenly heard a commotion in the crowd not far away.

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n“Old Li! Old Li, what’s wrong?

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n“Where’s your medicine?

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n“Oh my God! Doctor! Is there a doctor?!”

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nSong Yaoyao furrowed her brows and slowly walked over.

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nShe stood behind the crowd and watched leisurely. She had clearly experienced the process of death, so she did not fear it.

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nAt that very moment, there was an old white-haired man convulsing on the ground with purplish-blue lips, breathing rapidly. Song Yaoyao could tell without checking the man’s pulse that he was having a heart attack. She had experienced it before.

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nIn her previous life, her grandfather’s family had been masters in Chinese medicine for over a century. Back then, due to her bad health, she couldn’t run around too much. Thus, she sat quietly and learned all her grandfather’s skills.

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nHowever, she had no intention of doing anything until a man in his thirties suddenly ran toward the old man crying sadly. Song Yaoyao thought about the moment that she stopped breathing in her previous life; her father, mother, and brother must have been devastated.

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nShe furrowed her brows in annoyance and said in a dull tone, “If you keep surrounding him like this, he will only die faster.”

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nHearing this, the crowd immediately retaliated. “Oh, young lady, what are you saying?”

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n“I know, right? How could you curse him like that?”

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nThe middle-aged man had no time to care about the commotion. All he knew was, there was a landslide and no ambulance could get through. Even if a helicopter came, it wouldn’t make it in time.

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nHis face was covered in tears as he asked in a pleasantly surprised manner, “Do you know CPR?!”

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nHe was so desperate for help that he didn’t even notice Song Yaoyao’s appearance and age.

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n“Oh, what would a child know?”

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n“Be careful she doesn’t kill him instead!”

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n“I don’t think she can do it. Young people these days love to show off!”

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nOne word here, one sentence there. The crowd became so noisy that they sounded like a market.

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nThe middle-aged man couldn’t stand it and yelled, “Shut the f*ck up! If you can cure my father, I can bow to you if you want, but if you can’t, then zip it!”

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nHuo Qi was shocked. He watched as Song Yaoyao crouched down beside the old man and he turned his head around. “Sir, Miss Song is certainly brave!”

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nThe old man clearly looked like he was done for. By stepping forward, wasn’t she attracting trouble for herself?

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nHuo Ningxi also took notice. He shook his head and said, “Song Yaoyao shouldn’t be nosy.”

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nHe recognized the middle-aged man. If she didn’t cure his father, this matter would not end well.

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