Chapter 574: No Medicine for Regret Translator: Timothy Editor: GlobeGlotter

The middle-aged woman carefully put away the charm and sighed. “Xiao Yin, there are many capable people in China. My dad once told me, ‘Qingkui, you shouldn’t underestimate anyone, nor should you blindly follow others. Sometimes, those who can help you best are those who casually pass you by.’”

“Mom, Grandpa comes from the old society—” Before she finished, she was interrupted.

“Xiao Yin, call me Auntie from now on, and don’t call him Grandpa. If the Shen family hears that, they’ll gossip. What I said on the plane was a bit much. Please don’t take it personally. Nan Nan—sigh, never mind. Nan Nan has his own fortune.” The woman’s tone was melancholic.

Xiao Yin was dazed. She suddenly realized it was wrong to have let the family freeze the card. Even if the money was scammed, it was what Auntie Qingkui wanted.

Sensing the woman’s sadness, Xiao Yin said, “Mom, you’ll always be my mom in my heart. I’ll call you Auntie in front of others, though. Don’t worry, we’ll go home, prepare, and then go to the US for treatment. I believe you can get better. As for Nan Nan, don’t worry, I can take care of him.”

The middle-aged woman waved her hand. After a long pause, she said, “Whether I get better or not, I won’t go back for treatment. Nan Nan is part of the Shen family, so he can stay there. But I’ve clearly been in the mortal world too long—I shouldn’t keep thinking about these things.”

“Mom, you—” Xiao Yin looked at the middle-aged woman and saw the strength of her decision to become a nun.

The middle-aged woman was silent.

“Argh!” Xiao Yin screamed and fell to the ground.

“What’s wrong, Xiao Yin?” The middle-aged woman quickly helped Xiao Yin up.

“My stomach hurts so much!” Xiao Yin screamed.

At that moment, both women looked at the wall clock simultaneously. It was 12:00 a.m., midnight.

The young doctor on the plane had said her stomach would hurt for two hours.

“I’ll call a doctor.” The middle-aged woman was worried, watching the young girl writhe in pain.

“No, Mom,” Xiao Yin pulled her mother’s hand. “He said it would only last two hours. I should be fine afterward. We’ll see tomorrow.”

The middle-aged woman believed Ye Mo’s words, and Xiao Yin’s condition proved him right. Wasn’t he a magical doctor? She sighed—if Xiao Yin hadn’t treated him so poorly, perhaps he could have saved her this pain.

Xiao Yin’s pain lessened. She asked, “Mom, could he have purposely made my stomach hurt?”

“Xiao Yin, don’t say that. That young doctor didn’t even touch you—how could he make your stomach hurt?” The middle-aged woman was unhappy.

“Yes, Mom, I know. I truly hope he’s as capable as he seems. Maybe you really can get better—” Suddenly, she stopped. Did she really think that so easily?

She remembered her earlier thoughts. She was sure he was a fraud and never believed he could cure Auntie Qingkui’s condition. That’s why she froze the card. But now, she was doubtful. How would a fraud know her stomach would hurt tonight?

After a long while, Xiao Yin crawled up. “Hmm, I’m fine now. My stomach doesn’t hurt anymore.”

They looked at the clock: 2:00 a.m. Exactly two hours.

“Mom!” The young girl called out. They looked at each other silently. Everything the young man said was confirmed. If it was just a guess, his luck was absurd.

“Mom, why don’t you put that charm on your head and try?” Xiao Yin really wanted to see if it would work.

The middle-aged woman shook her head. “It’s not 5:00 a.m. yet. He said it must be 5:00 a.m., so I’ll wait.”

Xiao Yin nodded.

Three hours passed quickly. It was 5:00 a.m.

The middle-aged woman picked up the charm and put it on her head reverently. She wanted to lie down to prevent it from falling, but it stuck to her head automatically.

Before she could think, her body heated up. A pins-and-needles sensation spread throughout her body. She felt unseen things being sucked away by the charm.

“Mom, how is it?” Xiao Yin looked astonished, seeing the charm remain in place.

The middle-aged woman didn’t talk. She felt a lazy, warm sensation and didn’t want to speak.

Half an hour later, she woke abruptly as the charm fell to the ground, turning into dust that didn’t disperse.

Witnessing this, she teared up. She knew her condition was cured. In 30 minutes, a magical charm had healed her.

After standing shocked for a while, the middle-aged woman took out a handkerchief and carefully wrapped the dust. The doctor had said it was poisonous and had to be handled carefully.

“Mom, it really turned into dust! Is it, is it—” Xiao Yin looked at the middle-aged woman in disbelief. Her worldview shattered.

She remembered the young man’s words: “If I say that one charm I draw can instantly cure someone who has been in a vegetative state for years, would you believe me? If I say your stomach will hurt for two hours after we arrive, will you believe me?”

Ironically, her stomach had hurt, and the charm had turned to dust.

“That magical Doctor Mo, he’s a real master! He could cure my disease in half an hour, but the money I gave him isn’t even 10% of the value of this treatment,” Qingkui said.

Xiao Yin murmured, “It actually worked, actually—”

Suddenly, she said desperately, “Mom, he said he could cure even vegetative people with charms. Great Uncle has been—”

Before Xiao Yin finished, the middle-aged woman shook her head. “You can’t meet such masters whenever you want, Xiao Yin. Sigh—”

At this moment, she realized why Auntie Qingkui had called it luck to see Meng Jiushan. Meeting that magical doctor had been even greater luck.

Yet she hadn’t even asked him for a charm, and instead, called him a fraud.

She thought of the card. If the doctor went to withdraw the money and found the card frozen, what would he think?

He must think Auntie Qingkui was the real fraud. Thinking this, the young girl regretted it deeply.

Hong Kong Meng Mountain Villa.

This villa was more famous than the Mo family’s Half-Mountain Mansion, the Meng family being renowned as one of the three great Chinese feng shui families.

Countless people wanted Master Meng to look at feng shui or tell their fortunes, but only significant people could invite him. Each time, they treated him with the utmost respect.

Yet today, Master Meng was carefully accompanying a young man in the Meng family mountain villa.