The Old Madam Fell asleep

Before he could finish, Dong Meiling waved her hand, interrupting him. "You're in the internet business yourself. Can't you distinguish the truth from the internet?" She had consulted numerous doctors and taken countless medications. Those so-called lullabies had left her ears calloused, yet they seemed to offer no relief.

Xu Guangyi shared the story of the live broadcast with her, but even after hearing it, Dong Meiling remained skeptical. "It's probably because you've been staying up too late these past few days. Moreover, the streamer might have used psychological suggestions to make you feel drowsy."

"Mom…" Xu Guangyi sighed in exasperation.

Upon seeing her son's earnestness, Dong Meiling relented. Well, her son was concerned about her, so she agreed to give it a try, even if she had doubts.

With a sigh, Dong Meiling put down her book and removed her glasses. "Alright, let's hear it."

Aunt Zhang, who had been waiting nearby, approached to help Dong Meiling lie down and tucked her in. Xu Guangyi adjusted the room lighting to sleep mode, then turned on his phone to play the lullaby in a loop. As the chimes began, a serene and mystical ambiance enveloped the room.

The resonant chimes and bells entwined, leading Dong Meiling's thoughts to gradually drift and become chaotic along with the ebb and flow of the sound. Eventually, she succumbed to slumber.

Twenty minutes later, Xu Guangyi and Aunt Zhang exited the room quietly.

"Madam is asleep!" Aunt Zhang whispered with excitement.

Xu Guangyi was equally elated. He clutched his phone tightly and took a deep breath. His heart swelled with joy. "Aunt Zhang, let's stop all her medications starting tomorrow. Also, arrange for Doctor Li to visit tomorrow. She has been taking those pills for insomnia for far too long, and they have been harmful. It's time to put an end to them."

"Of course, I'll take care of it," Aunt Zhang replied. Her gaze drifted toward Xu Guangyi's phone, curiosity and amazement in her eyes.

"This tune is truly miraculous. While listening, I felt drowsy for a moment. Although I'm not actually sleepy, it did make me feel quite relaxed. The melody is soothing and comforting..."

Xu Guangyi nodded in agreement, holding his phone as he contemplated the incredible turn of events.

Meanwhile, Tang Qiao's live stream received numerous private messages from viewers who had tuned in the previous night. They were astonished to have fallen asleep while listening to the lullaby!

Tang Qiao didn't respond to their messages, but they took to other platforms to share the miraculous experience. Unperturbed by the commotion outside, Tang Qiao continued to dedicate herself to her studies.

On Monday.

Tang Qiao carried her school bag and arrived at school. Before the morning self-study session commenced, the sounds of reading filled the school. With a pile of books and her school bag on her back, Tang Qiao strolled leisurely through the campus.

A male student approached Tang Qiao with a friendly tone, asking, "Tang Qiao, do you need any help?"

Tang Qiao smiled and declined politely, replying, "No, thank you." In the past, the previous host had been somewhat isolated, but now she was gradually becoming a part of campus life, gaining acceptance among her fellow students.

After entering the classroom, Tang Qiao placed her book on the desk, massaging her shoulders before retrieving her next reading material. The blue book's cover bore the words "University Chemistry" in bold letters.

After having covered all her high school knowledge, Tang Qiao was now delving into university-level material. Fortunately, despite the unfamiliar world, her knowledge remained unchanged. Whether it was medical, high school, or university knowledge, it all matched her original understanding. However, she recognized that knowledge was limitless and that she couldn't rely solely on her previous life's knowledge, so she continued to absorb new information.

The morning self-study session ended with the bell, prompting Tang Qiao to gather her books and head straight for the school library. Feng City First High School, being a private institution, boasted ample resources. The principal, rumored to be well-off, wanted to venture into education, so he invested money to establish this high school.

Feng City First High School occupies a large area, with no shortage of library screening rooms and a gymnasium. Tang Qiao quickened her pace as she made her way to the library.

The librarian, an elderly man, sat in a chair, sporting reading glasses and leisurely sipping tea while engrossed in a book as Tang Qiao arrived.

"Sir, I've come to return a book," Tang Qiao said, clutching her book, and observed Uncle Zhang's relaxed demeanor. She sighed in her heart, this life is so good!

"Oh, it's Tang Qiao..." Uncle Zhang responded slowly. Without bothering to check the book, he updated the record and marked off Tang Qiao's name. "Go ahead and put the book back where you found it."

Tang Qiao couldn't help but smile at the familiarity. Just as she was about to return the book to its shelf, a female teacher entered the room. She was professionally dressed, her hair neatly tied, and her expression serious.