The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 504: 200 express delivery, preparing for college entrance exam in seclusion (second update)_2
 

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His voice was bitter.

He used to be full of vigor at the Xu Family’s home, and all the relatives believed he could stand out and reach the old Master Xu, becoming the right-hand man of the next family head.

But after his injury remained untreated, his father no longer valued him.

To them, he was nothing more than a dispensable castoff.

Bai Lian laid out a handkerchief in her hand. She turned her head to Xu He, “Want to be treated?”

Want to be treated?

Xu He was stunned.

Years ago, he had thought about seeking treatment, but he had been to various hospitals in Jiangjing, underwent numerous tests and had many blood samples taken. The doctors only prescribed him medicine to replenish blood and boost his energy for recuperation.

At first, his father also sought out various famous doctors for him, who all said that was all they could do, and the illness that had settled in only allowed for slow recovery.

“I…” Xu He looked at Bai Lian, feeling a tightness in his throat, “Miss Bai, can it be cured?”

“It can be, but it will take time.” Bai Lian had already noticed the night before that he had a floating gait and weak lung and heart energies.

This was the kind of chronic illness common among old soldiers, which she was quite familiar with.

She had studied it with an army doctor back in the day.

The girl before him was overly young, clad in a plain school uniform. She held a silver needle in her hand, and when she looked over, those serene eyes inexplicably inspired confidence.

Xu He clenched his fists: “Miss Bai, I’m not afraid to wait. I can wait even ten years.”

Bai Lian fell silent, “It won’t take that long.”

She pointed to a stone bench next to them, motioning him to sit, “Let me examine you first.”

Xu He placed his hands flat on the stone table.

Bai Lian reached out to take his pulse, her eyes lowered in contemplation.

Xu He watched her face anxiously.

After five minutes, Bai Lian withdrew her hand, “It’s about what I expected. It would improve faster with the help of medicinal baths and acupuncture. Let me give you an acupuncture treatment now.”

She rolled up the sleeve of her school uniform carelessly, a few strands of fringe fell over her forehead, casting a trace of indolence. Her slender fingers held the needle,

and located the Zhongxian point on his body.

She inserted the needles one by one, the last one at the Zusanni point, to ‘supplement earth to produce metal,’ a principle in traditional Chinese medicine that treatment must target the root cause.

“How does it feel?” Bai Lian stepped back and observed him.

Xu He opened his eyes, “It doesn’t feel like much.”

“Hmm.” Bai Lian slowly redirected her gaze, noting that being able to speak was a good sign.

No paralysis.

**

Outside.

Pu Xiaohan was shooting the local customs and flavors outside. When Bai Lian came over, Pu Xiaohan was just packing up her camera, “Are you done?”

She walked towards Bai Lian with the camera in hand.

“Not yet,” Bai Lian remembered there was a cluster of courier stations at the street corner, convenient for travelers wanting to send local products home, “I’m looking for a courier station.”

“You’re sending a courier?” Pu Xiaohan greeted Old Mr. Tao at the street corner before taking Bai Lian’s sleeve and leading her towards the front, “It’s this way, which company do you want to use?”

All kinds of courier stations were available here.

Bai Lian followed Pu Xiaohan, looking to the side, “Which courier is the cheapest?”

“The post office,” Pu Xiaohan led her to the far end. They passed by stations for SF Express, Zhongtong, and others before stopping in front of the green Postal Express, “It’s the cheapest.”

The post office had the fewest people, with several couriers inside.

Seeing someone approaching, the woman inside put down the package and took a couple of steps forward. Her eyes landed on Bai Lian, “Are you sending a courier?”

“Yes.” Bai Lian took out her backpack, and pulled out a golden red invitation, “Just this.”

The woman took a look, saw it was an invitation,

and without much notice, bent down to rummage on the floor, finding a not too battered box, “Can I use this to mail it for you, beauty?”

Bai Lian was not picky, “That’s fine.”

The woman handed her the form to fill out.

Bai Lian, not wanting the writing to be unclear to others, filled out the courier form in very neat handwriting, and once finished, handed it over.

The woman took it, and upon seeing Bai Lian’s calligraphy, stared in surprise, then took an extra look at her. Then her eyes fell on the address, “Is this going to… Jiangjing?”

“Yes.” Bai Lian nodded, remembering Nanjing had said he wouldn’t be returning this time.

The woman, not further inquiring into private matters, packed it skillfully. Out of concern for the invitation, she even carefully wrapped it in a layer of plastic film, “9 yuan.”

Bai Lian scanned the QR code with efficiency.

Pu Xiaohan watched the woman pack the item and after Bai Lian paid and walked out, she hesitantly asked, “The one you just sent, why does it look so much like the invitation used by Good People Playing Ping Pong?”

When Zhang Shize showed Pu Xiaohan Bai Lian’s invitation, she remembered it clearly.

The wind blew, carrying a hint of chill. Bai Lian played with her phone, her voice casual, “Pretty much.”

“Five hundred thousand?” Pu Xiaohan’s voice shifted, and she was a bit flustered, “You just mailed it out like that?”

No insurance?

Bai Lian: “…”

There was also a possibility, it could be two million.

Pu Xiaohan immediately turned around and went back to the courier store.

Bai Lian’s phone rang. She looked down and saw it was Wang Xin calling.

She answered.

Wang Xin called to express her gratitude, “Miss Bai, I am deeply thankful for your help this time. I am preparing to bring Yan Lu into the group, and we need to sign a confidentiality agreement, so we won’t be able to contact you often.”

Yan Lu’s popularity had remained high these past few days, and without waiting for Dayong to air, Wang Xin had already selected several high-quality scripts for her.

While listening, Bai Lian watched Pu Xiaohan, thinking she would cancel the courier.

But what Pu Xiaohan thought of as a remedy was—

Wrapping it with film two more times.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

Bai Lian quietly averted her gaze, looking towards the door and observing the bustling outside, her voice scattered, “Alright, I’ll hand over the last song to Dean Jian tomorrow, and I won’t release new songs for a short period.”

Wang Xin was taken aback, “Are you…?”

The street light beside them lit up, and Bai Lian reached out to grasp the light spilling through, her tone lazy, “I’m going to prepare for the college entrance exam.”

Yes, Bai Lian was also a senior in high school.

Wang Xin recalled the No.14 hot search item, where netizens had deified Ning Xiao, the fourteenth ranker in the national exam.

But she remembered it clearly, that No.14 was Ning Xiao’s account, and Ning Xiao—

At that time, was asking Bai Lian for answers!