The Crippled Bigshot’s Little Ancestor Is Too Cool Chapter 3

The young girl was shocked by He Youran’s words. She didn’t have time to think about it and quickly looked for a staff member.

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When the noise disappeared from her ears, He Youran’s furrowed brows slowly relaxed. She took out silver needles from her cloth bag and used a wine swab to sterilize it. Then, she quickly tore open the old woman’s clothes and stabbed the needles into her chest.

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Her speed was so fast that it almost left afterimages.

There were a total of eight needles. The moment she stabbed them in, an inconspicuous buzzing sound suddenly rang out.

The crowd of onlookers couldn’t help but point at He Youran.

“It’s acupuncture, right? This little girl looks quite young. Does she know Chinese medicine?”

“She can’t be showing off here, right? Chinese medicine can’t cure diseases at all.”

“She’s quite good-looking. Why is she so good at grandstanding?”

When He Shouxin heard this, he immediately said unhappily, “What do you know? My mother’s silver needles are the best in the world.”

The onlookers chuckled.

“What are you bragging about? What’s the use of silver needles? Stop showing off. It’s not good to cure someone to death.”

He Shouxin waved his fist in anger.

At this moment, He Youran had finished applying the needles.

The originally pale-faced old lady looked as if she had taken a miracle pill. Her face actually turned rosy, and her breathing gradually calmed down.

He Youran removed the needles.

When the young girl arrived with the medical staff, she also didn’t want to draw attention and strolled out of the airport with her son, He Shouxin.

The moment He Youran left the airport, a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties looked over.

It was strange.

He seemed to have heard the buzzing sound of a silver needle vibrating.

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Was it an illusion?

At this end.

He Youran led He Shouxin into the taxi.

It was just a simple application of the needle, but she seemed to have used up all her strength. Even her lips turned white.

He Shouxin used a tissue to wipe the sweat off her forehead in heartache. He pouted and said, “He Xiaoran, didn’t great grandfather say that you weren’t allowed to use silver needles? Why didn’t you listen to him?”

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He Youran grabbed He Shouxin’s little hand and smacked it hard. “He’s not here. Why do you care about him?”

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He Shouxin: “…”

His mommy really wanted to turn the sky upside down.

His cute little face tensed up as he said sternly, “I’ll complain to great-grandfather later!”

His mother’s health wasn’t good, and it would take her more than half a month to recover every time she used silver needles. Great-grandfather had admonished his mother several times, but she just wouldn’t listen.

He Youran looked at He Shouxin, the little adult, frowning with a worried look. Her heart couldn’t help but feel warm.

Her warm reaction was to knock his head.

“Little snitch, if you dare to snitch, I’ll deduct your pocket money.”

He Shouxin: “…”

He wanted to change to a new mommy now.

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The taxi sped all the way and stopped at the gate of the Star Glory Hotel.

He Youran got out of the car and brought He Shouxin to check in before entering the elevator.

He Xue’er happened to come out of the restaurant and caught a glimpse of her from the corner of her eye. She was slightly stunned.

Was that woman He Youran? Wasn’t she overseas?

She must have seen wrongly, right? How could He Youran still have the face to return to Rong city.

With this thought in mind, she suppressed the doubts in her heart. When she raised her head and saw Gu Shaomu, she immediately welcomed him happily.

“Brother Shaomu, you’ve come to pick me up?”

There was no expression on Gu Shaomu’s noble face. He silently avoided He Xue’er’s hand that was reaching out, and his tone was indifferent.

“Yes.”

He Xue’er was a little unhappy, but she did not show it. She still looked sweet and gentle.

“Then let’s go back quickly. My parents are already waiting at home.”

A faint trace of annoyance flashed across young master Gu’s eyes. He nodded and walked out in large strides.

He Xue’er looked at his back view and could not help but clench her fingers.

She really did not understand. It had been so many years. Why was young master Gu still so cold to her.

Clearly… Clearly, she was more beautiful than that ugly freak and more sensible than that ugly freak.

Why doesn’t brother Mu have her in his heart?

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