Return to the City: The Strongest King
Chapter 743 - 744 Divine Doctor Takes Action

Chapter 743: Chapter 744 Divine Doctor Takes Action

When they reached the small villa where Shui Qingyue had lived before, Shui Qingyue’s mother and Shui Qinghe were eagerly waiting at the door.

"Mom!" Shui Qingyue hurried and ran over, throwing herself into her mother’s arms and couldn’t help bursting into tears immediately.

"Don’t cry, don’t cry, it’s good you’re back, it’s good you’re back!" Shui Qingyue’s mother patted her back, tears uncontrollably streaming down her own face. Which mother doesn’t love her daughter? She had truly missed Shui Qingyue every day and night, constantly fearing that Shui Qingyue had suffered any grievances.

Shui Qingyue’s father intervened, "Let’s go inside and talk. Don’t stand here and let others laugh at us."

Only then did Shui Qingyue and her mother hold hands and go inside.

Shui Qinghe walked alongside Song Xiaodong, tilting her head to look at him, her large eyes twinkling with curiosity.

"What’s wrong? Is there something on my face?" Song Xiaodong, feeling somewhat uneasy under her gaze, asked as he met her eyes.

Shui Qinghe did not avoid Song Xiaodong’s gaze, and gleefully said, "I must say, brother-in-law, you really are amazing."

"Just average," Song Xiaodong modestly replied.

Shui Qinghe continued, "You snatched my cousin away, causing my grandfather to fly into a rage, and now you just casually come back and even have my grandfather personally welcome you. If that’s not impressive, what is?"

"Seems like it a bit," Song Xiaodong laughed.

"Pfft... you are so funny when you talk. What do you mean ’seems’? You are obviously impressive. I thought someone as significant as you would be as crotchety as my grandfather, but looking at you now, you seem almost like a normal person."

Shui Qingyue’s father turned his head and glared at Shui Qinghe, saying, "Qinghe, don’t talk nonsense."

Shui Qinghe stuck out her tongue and replied, "We are not at grandfather’s place here. Here, he is your son-in-law after all. How can a father-in-law be afraid of his son-in-law? And a younger sister-in-law definitely shouldn’t be afraid of her brother-in-law, right, brother-in-law?"

Song Xiaodong gave a slight smile, saying, "You’re right, this is home, so there’s no need to consider our external statuses here."

"See, uncle, brother-in-law even agrees," Shui Qinghe was even more pleased.

Everyone sat down, and Shui Qingyue, with tears in her eyes, said, "Mom, I have been unfilial; I’ve made you worry."

Shui Qingyue’s mother wiped her eyes, replying, "It’s alright, it’s alright. Seeing you like this now truly makes me happy. If I had known earlier... how capable he was, I wouldn’t have worried so much."

She paused, unsure how to address Song Xiaodong properly. Normally, when a son-in-law visits, a mother-in-law should be quite comfortable, but given Song Xiaodong’s status, she really didn’t know what to call him.

Song Xiaodong quickly suggested, "Uncle, Aunt, you can call me Dongzi or Little Song, whichever is more comfortable for you."

"Alright!" Shui Qingyue’s mother nodded and asked, "This time you’re back because..."

Song Xiaodong smiled and explained, "Qingyue learned from Qinghe that your health wasn’t great, so we came to see you. Also, I need to formally visit to avoid tarnishing Qingyue’s reputation and to stop the elders from feeling upset."

Shui Qingyue’s father immediately said, "Dad has already let go of his past resentments."

Shui Qingyue’s mother immediately nodded excitedly, "Good, good, that’s really wonderful."

Song Xiaodong then said, "Auntie, let me take a look at your illness."

"You’re going to treat me?" Shui Qingyue’s mother was quite surprised.

Shui Qingyue hurriedly said, "Mom, Brother Dongzi is an exceptionally skilled doctor, not just anyone has the chance for him to treat them."

Shui Qinghe immediately chimed in, "He’s that amazing? Auntie, you should definitely let your brother-in-law check."

Song Xiaodong came over, sat down next to Shui Qingyue’s mother, took her pulse, and said, "Auntie, your issue is not serious; it’s just that you’ve been feeling a bit down lately, which has caused some spleen and stomach imbalances and insomnia with frequent dreaming. A bit of acupuncture will fix it."

Although Shui Qingyue heard that it wasn’t serious, she still urged Song Xiaodong to treat her mother immediately.

Song Xiaodong had Shui Qingyue’s mother lie down on the sofa and only used four silver needles. It took just over ten minutes before he finished, asking, "Auntie, how do you feel now?"

Shui Qingyue’s mother sat up, gently shook her head, and said with surprise, "My head isn’t dizzy anymore, and I feel much more spirited, Little Song, you really are skilled."

Shui Qingyue pouted proudly and said, "Mom, see what you said — some people would give a billion just to have Brother Dongzi treat them." She had also heard some of Xiaodong’s past feats from Miao Xuanxuan and the others, and mentioning it now gave her a particularly proud feeling.

"Ah? A billion just for a treatment!" Shui Qinghe exclaimed in shock.

"Right, what did you think?" Shui Qingyue raised her delicate chin.

Seeing everyone’s jaw-dropping reaction, Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "It’s not as severe as Qingyue said. There are just some people who annoy me a lot, so I have to make them pay. Usually, if I make house calls, I mostly don’t charge."

Shui Qingyue’s mother said, "That’s still pretty amazing, even if you didn’t treat me, others could, but the fact that they would pay a billion just for you to treat them really shows how remarkable your medical skill is."

Song Xiaodong modestly demurred a few words, yet everyone seemed at a loss for what to say, given Song Xiaodong’s status was still somewhat intimidating to everyone.

"Mom, I want to change my clothes first," Shui Qingyue quickly said.

"Of course, your room is just as you left it; I’ll help you," Shui Qingyue’s mother hastily followed her upstairs.

Seeing her uncle and Song Xiaodong still unsure what to discuss, Shui Qinghe couldn’t help but snicker, stretched out her little hand, and said, "Brother-in-law, it’s rare to meet a doctor like you. Could you check if there’s anything wrong with me?"

Song Xiaodong smiled and said, "Alright, let’s see."

While checking Shui Qinghe’s pulse, Song Xiaodong suddenly frowned, and his expression also turned serious.

"What’s wrong? I don’t have an illness, do I?" Shui Qinghe jumped in fright.

Song Xiaodong didn’t speak immediately. He took her pulse for nearly a minute before letting go and said, "Qinghe, have you recently felt particularly little hunger, very energetic, and excessively excited about things?"

"Yes, isn’t that a good thing?" Shui Qinghe asked eagerly.

Song Xiaodong slowly said, "If I’m not mistaken, there’s a tumor in your brain."

"Ah!" Shui Qinghe and Shui Qingyue’s father exclaimed in unison.