Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter
Chapter 292 - 290: Second Uncle Lin’s Injury_1

Chapter 292: Chapter 290: Second Uncle Lin’s Injury_1

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“Mother, let’s go to the backyard.”

Su Qingluo smiled and stepped forward, holding Li Xiu’e’s hand.

She was sensitive and perceptive, sensing Li Xiu’e’s unease while forcing a smile in front of the elegantly dressed madams.

She deliberately held her hand, reassuring her.

Of course, she felt irresistibly drawn to her birth mother, with whom she shared blood ties thicker than water.

But she didn’t want to hurt her adoptive parents either.

Their love was greater than anything, and she regarded them as close family.

Until the right time came, she wouldn’t rashly acknowledge her birth mother, lest she force their happy family into the sorrowful separation of mother and child.

“Alright, I’ll accompany you.”

Feeling the warmth in her palm, Li Xiu’e’s panicked heart gradually calmed down, and she doted on her daughter with affection.

“Sister Xiu’e, little Qingluo, please follow me.”

Second Aunt Lin finally saw the Divine Doctor, and though she tried to maintain her composure, her excitement revealed itself in her hurried footsteps.

A maid led the way with a lantern. Suppressing her excitement, Second Aunt Lin brought the mother and daughter to Second Uncle Lin’s residence.

“Second Aunt, you and my mother can wait in the side room while I treat Second Uncle.”

As Su Qingluo had to use the Inner Vision Technique to investigate Second Uncle Lin’s illness, it was inappropriate for others to be present.

“Alright.”

Second Aunt Lin looked at her deeply and nodded in agreement.

“Sister Yu, do your best and don’t force yourself,” Li Xiu’e gently reminded her daughter, concerned.

“I understand, Mother. Don’t worry.”

With a composed smile, Su Qingluo entered the room under Second Aunt Lin’s eager gaze.

“Little Qingluo, you’re here.”

Second Uncle Lin sat in his wheelchair, carefully wiping a sword with a cold gleam under the dim candlelight.

Seeing her enter, he put down the sword and looked up with a smile.

“Second Uncle Lin, I need to use a secret technique to examine your meridians, so you’ll need to blindfold yourself. Please don’t be nervous; this will only take half an incense stick’s time.”

Su Qingluo placed the medicine box down, took out a snow-white cloth strip from inside, and handed it to Second Uncle Lin with a smile.

“Go ahead and examine me. It doesn’t bother me.”

Second Uncle Lin took the cloth strip without hesitation, blindfolding himself.

“Second Uncle, relax and maintain steady breathing.”

With a flash of gold at her brow, Su Qingluo used the Inner Vision Technique to examine Second Uncle Lin from head to toe, clearly seeing the bones and meridians beneath the skin.

Half an incense stick later, she withdrew her mana, and the intermittent gold light on her forehead disappeared without a trace.

“Second Uncle, it’s over now. You can take off the cloth strip.”

After the examination, Su Qingluo had a rough understanding of Second Uncle Lin’s condition, with a preliminary treatment plan formed in her mind.

“Second Aunt, Mother, you two can come in now.”

Waiting for Second Uncle Lin to remove the cloth strip, she walked to the entrance of the side room, lifted the curtain, and gave Li Xiu’e a reassuring smile.

Li Xiu’e breathed a sigh of relief, quietly wiping away a bead of sweat from her forehead.

“Little Qingluo, can my husband’s leg be cured?”

Second Aunt Lin entered the room nervously, her words almost slurred together.

“Yes.”

Under the eager gazes of the couple, Su Qingluo nodded confidently.

“Really? That’s great!”

Second Aunt Lin immediately teared up with joy, while Second Uncle Lin couldn’t conceal his excitement.

“Second Uncle, two years ago, you were injured in battle, not just your leg but perhaps your head as well?”

While holding his pulse, Su Qingluo asked about his condition: “There’s a tiny crack in your right skull. Is it from that injury?”