Transmigration: Getting Rich with My Space and Supplies novel Chapter 103

Chapter 103: Chapter 101: The Healthier the Qi

Suppressing the urge to remove the needles, Madam Rong faced the hardest decision of her life ... and did not step forward.

She even thought to herself that she must not let outsiders know that her daughter was using needles.

Once the old man’s funeral was over, she would have her daughter return to the village quickly, never to come back again in this lifetime.

Oh, the more she thought about it, the more her heart ached in spasms.

It only took five minutes, but it felt like decades to her.

It was extremely painful.

Rong Yan finished the acupuncture, "Mom, it’s done. Dad’s pulse is stable now, and he will sleep well tonight. Tomorrow morning, I’ll do it again."

Madam Rong: ...

Another session?

"Are you sure your dad isn’t gasping for air ... but is rather asleep?"

She dared not go forward to check.

Such an act by her daughter ... if it were ancient times, it would be considered patricide!

Since she was young, she had been too lenient with her.

Otherwise, how could she have dared to do such a bold thing?

Oh, the severe heartache, if possible, the old man should just take her with him.

Rong Yan, speechless, "Why don’t you come and feel for yourself?"

Madam Rong: ...

By all means, she should be punishing her right there.

But she still couldn’t bear to do it.

She sighed deeply, what a sin.

Old man, may your journey be smooth. Your daughter didn’t mean it; she must have been unable to stand seeing you suffer here, so she sent you early to reunite with our ancestors.

You’ve pampered your daughter for most of your life; you wouldn’t hold this against her, right?

She stepped forward and checked his nose ... her eyes suddenly widened.

"Your Dad is still alive?"

Rong Yan: ...

She almost rolled her eyes.

"What are you thinking? Am I that vicious? Of course, Dad is alive, and you should trust your daughter ... I’m really super skilled."

Seeing that shocked, incredulous look that made her doubt her own life,

She quickly added, "I met a super skilled recluse Divine Doctor who taught me these medical techniques. If you still don’t believe, let me take your pulse ..."

Madam Rong immediately and decisively stretched out her hand, "Go ahead!"

Rong Yan: ...

It seemed, it was time to showcase her skills, and she placed her hand on that wrist worn down from years of labor.

"... You’ve been having severe insomnia lately..."

Madam Rong rolled her eyes, "Isn’t that obvious? With your dad like this, how can I sleep well?"

Her husband and her never had arguments, and now her husband was about to leave her at not too old an age; who could understand this sorrow?

To be honest, she had even thought of dying.

Rong Yan continued, "Your appetite isn’t good..."

Madam Rong’s blood pressure soared again, "If I ate heartily, your dad wouldn’t have waited for you."

She would have been dead from anger much earlier.

This just made her think that her daughter was spouting nonsense.

The old man still breathes, purely because God wants to let him live another day.

After all, if King Yan dictates you to die at midnight, you can’t go checking in earlier.

Wouldn’t that disgrace King Yan?

Rong Yan looked at her own mother and felt a special warmth; seeing her so vivid five years after her death, she hadn’t seen such a lively expression ever again.

"These days, have you been experiencing intermittent heart palpitations and sometimes even headaches?"

This hit the mark, making Madam Rong finally look at her seriously.

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