The true heiress of metaphysics travels back to the 1970s and recognizes her father, a high-ranking

Fu Moxuan stood to the side, holding the candle steadily, trying his best to control his wrist so that the flame would not sway even slightly.

His deep eyes fell on the girl's focused profile, her eyelashes drooping slightly, and a gentle tenderness, barely perceptible to others, softened the usually cold aura around her.

The room was quiet at this moment, and even Old Madam Meng sat quietly under the comforting words of Old Master Meng.

Madam Zhou stared intently at Jiang Muyan, her eyes filled with tension and anticipation. Before long, she was pleasantly surprised to find that her husband had not coughed since the acupuncture treatment, his breathing had gradually become steady, and his complexion even seemed better.

Meanwhile, Jiang Muyan, who was receiving acupuncture, was incredibly grateful. Thankfully, Fu Moxuan was by her side tonight; otherwise, if she were treating both Grandpa Zhou and Grandma Meng at the same time, her spiritual energy wouldn't be enough.

Now, with Fu Moxuan standing beside her, she felt that her spiritual energy was always abundant; she was just a little tired because of constantly expending her mental energy.

As more and more silver needles were inserted, Old Master Zhou felt the tightness in his chest lessen, and his breathing gradually became smoother. He could even feel a warm current flowing into his body through the silver needles, making him feel completely comfortable.

He couldn't remember the last time he felt this comfortable. Even back in the research institute, his body had already begun to experience various problems.

This relaxed and comfortable feeling was something he had been dreaming of for years.

Thinking of this, Old Master Zhou's eyes instantly filled with gratitude. He suddenly realized that although he had suffered a lot over the past two years, it wasn't as bad as he had imagined.

He thought he would be stuck in this place forever because of his health. Now, with Jiang Muyan's treatment, his health is gradually improving, so how far away is the day he can return to the city?

He hopes to be able to return to the city and properly repay Jiang Muyan, Jiang Xiechuan, and Grandpa Meng. He also wants to resume his unfinished research and dreams and continue to contribute to the cause he cherishes.

Just as Grandpa Zhou was lost in thought, Jiang Muyan had finished applying all the silver needles. The silver needles trembled slightly on the acupoints, emitting a soft buzzing sound.

During the interval between needle insertions, Grandpa Zhou fell into a deep sleep, sleeping soundly and peacefully. It seemed he hadn't been in such a comfortable state for a long time, and he didn't even wake up when Jiang Muyan removed the needles.

Madam Zhou gently covered him with a thin blanket, and everyone, afraid of disturbing him, quietly returned to Master Meng's room.

As soon as he entered the door, Grandpa Meng, with a hint of guilt and earnestness, said gently to Jiang Muyan, "Muyan, I'm entrusting your Grandma Meng to you."

Jiang Muyan smiled and said softly, "Grandpa Meng, I will now use silver needles to put Grandma Meng into a deep sleep."

Grandpa Meng knew that his wife couldn't cooperate with prolonged acupuncture at this time, so he immediately nodded: "Okay, should she sit or lie in bed?"

"Let Grandma Meng sit down. She needs someone to support her during acupuncture to prevent her from swaying."

"I'll help Grandma with Grandpa!" Jiang Xiechuan immediately chimed in, and together with Grandpa Meng, they gently coaxed Grandma Meng to sit down on the stool.

Using the mustard seed bag as cover, Jiang Muyan took out a set of sterilized silver needles from her spatial storage, walked slowly behind Madam Meng, and whispered, "Grandma Meng, please don't move."

Then she said to Grandpa Meng and Jiang Xiechuan:

"Grandpa Meng, you and Xie Chuan, please support Grandma Meng's shoulders and waist to prevent her from swaying."

She gently touched Old Madam Meng's hair, revealing the Baihui acupoint.

With a slight dip in her fingertips, and taking advantage of the fact that Madam Meng was not moving due to Old Master Meng's gentle coaxing, she quickly and accurately inserted the silver needle into the acupoint, controlling the force just right.

Madam Meng let out a very soft groan, and soon her eyelids drooped, her breathing gradually becoming long and even—she had fallen into a deep sleep.

Jiang Muyan's hands did not stop moving. One silver needle after another was inserted into acupoints such as Fengchi, Guannei, and Xinshu. Only when the last silver needle fell did she let out a long sigh of relief.

After two consecutive acupuncture sessions, fatigue washed over her like a tidal wave, but thankfully she managed to pull through without making a single mistake.

Once the silver needles stopped vibrating, she removed them one by one. Then, she had Old Master Meng and Jiang Xiechuan carefully help Old Madam Meng to lie down on the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Grandpa Meng, Grandma Meng will sleep until tomorrow morning. When she wakes up tomorrow, she will be more and more lucid. During this time, please try not to say anything that might upset her and try to keep her emotions as stable as possible!"

Grandpa Meng nodded and kept Jiang Muyan's instructions firmly in mind.

Jiang Xiechuan, standing to the side, then spoke up:

"Muyan, what medicinal herbs do Grandpa Zhou and Grandma need? I'll take half a day off tomorrow to go buy them!"

"I'll write to you when I get back. Let Grandpa Meng and the others get some rest first!"

After Jiang Muyan finished speaking, the three of them bid farewell to Grandpa Meng and Madam Zhou and left.

On the way back to the educated youth compound, Jiang Xiechuan said with a smile:

"Muyan, what would you like to eat? I'll buy it when I go to town tomorrow!"

He didn't know how to express his gratitude, so he thought he would buy more food when he went to town the next day.

Moreover, the package his parents sent him will arrive soon, and he will share more of the food in the package with Muyan.

Jiang Muyan sensed the meaning behind Jiang Xiechuan's words, so she didn't stand on ceremony and said with a smile:

"Then let's buy some meat and vegetables. We'll stir-fry the meat with vegetables and mix it with rice for lunch tomorrow!"

As Jiang Muyan spoke, she remembered that she still had a lot of rice in her bag, so she thought about taking out more tomorrow.

Jiang Xiechuan happily agreed. He recalled the interesting things that had happened in the village these past two days and couldn't help but whisper them to Fu Moxuan and Jiang Muyan.

"You have no idea how unlucky that educated youth Song was. She fell into cow dung for two days in a row. The smell almost made the other female educated youths kick her out of the dormitory."

"And Tian Erlai and Liu Cuihua haven't fared much better either. Tian Erlai keeps complaining of body aches. He even went to the town hospital, but after various tests, the doctor said he was perfectly healthy. Now, even his mother, Liu Cuihua, thinks Tian Erlai is faking it to avoid work, and the mother and son even had a fight about it!"

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Jiang Muyan and Fu Moxuan listened silently to Jiang Xiechuan's gossip. Jiang Muyan had already expected these things, so she wasn't too surprised.

After learning about the girl's abilities, Fu Moxuan knew that she must have been involved in this.

That's right, he takes revenge whenever he has a grudge. This kind of selfless nature puts him at ease and makes him happy!

Thinking of this, Fu Moxuan recalled the incident with the red armbands that afternoon, guessing that was probably the little girl's doing as well.

It seems the little girl is even more capable than he imagined. It seems he needs to work even harder!