Treating Liona Illness

Liu Chen Ming helplessly said, "It's true that this happened, but I had no choice. Before, at school, a pervert deliberately exposed himself in front of Xiang'er while she was going to the bathroom. That's why I ignored Xiang'er's objections and hired him a bodyguard."

Meng Lun looked at his granddaughter, Wen Qi, and nodded indisputably because his granddaughter, who had also been tied up in the hotel and almost assaulted, couldn't have imagined the consequences if it weren't for the mysterious man in black who saved her, as well as the defeat that killed Li Ziming. So, Meng Lun was quite supportive of Liu Chen Ming looking for a bodyguard for his daughter, but he was going to find one for his granddaughter.

Wen Qi said, "Uncle Liu, even if you want to find a bodyguard for Xiang'er, find one of good quality. Look at how angry you made Xiang Yun." Wen Qi was visibly distressed.

"The first thing you need to do is to find a bodyguard for Xiang'er, which is really quite good, like that deputy head of the Feng Yun Hall, Lu Guan or something, who was easily dealt with. I feel relieved having him protect Xiang'er."

Wenqi said, "Uncle Liu, where is that Xiangyun's bodyguard? Call him out; I will definitely train him well. What kind of bodyguard argue with their employer."

Willow Chenming said, "He's still busy; he'll be back later when he's done. Let's go inside first; don't just stand around outside."

Liu Chenming invited Meng Lun and Wen Qi into the villa.

Liona and Wen Qi had been holding hands. Liona was exceptionally happy; she was rarely seen so joyful.

Sitting down in the living room, Liu Chenming busied himself with making tea. Meanwhile, Liona and Wenqi went upstairs arm in arm, engaged in some girl talk in Liona's room.

Liu Chenming and Meng Lun chatted about Liona's condition, and Liu Chenming immediately didn't look too pleased.

After about ten minutes of chatting, Meng Lun excitedly said, "Xiao Chen, there's another piece of good news to tell you this time."

"What's the good news? Did you find a better cure?" Willow Chen Ming asked eagerly.

Vice President Meng Lun laughed, "That's not true, but I think it might be even better news than this. Today at noon, I met someone at the hospital, a person whose acupuncture skills are so exceptional that it simply defies my imagination – no, it shatters conventional perceptions of Chinese medicine."

"Ah, is there really a healer with such extraordinary skills?" Liu Chenming was pleasantly surprised.

Meng Lun chuckled, "I don't know if he's a divine healer or not; I only witnessed his acupuncture techniques today, and they were astonishing. Do you know that he revived a man who had been declared dead by a doctor using his unimaginable acupuncture skills?"

"Ah, no way," Willow Chen Ming exclaimed, finding it hard to believe that someone declared dead could be saved.

"Of course, the deceased person's body temperature hadn't completely dropped; only his heartbeat and brain function had stopped."

"But that's the same as death."

"Well, I also find it amazing. So, that's the good news I wanted to share with you. This person, I will definitely introduce you to him someday. I just met him today, so I haven't had the chance to discuss Xiang Yun's situation with him."

Liona and Wen Qi came down from the stairs. Wen Qi, hearing this news, excitedly shook her grandfather's hand and said, "Grandpa, is there really someone who can cure Xiangyun's sister's illness?"

Meng Lun said, "Wenqi, don't get too excited; we can't be sure yet. I'm just saying that this person is incredibly skilled in acupuncture. Maybe he can cure Xiangyun, but it's not definite. I'll need to contact him again to know for sure."

Anyway, Wen Qi was crying with excitement.

Liona, standing at the top of the stairs, heard Grandpa Meng's words, and her heart was also filled with hope and anticipation. She still had so many things to do, and it was better not to give up hope yet.

Meng Lun looked at Liona and reassured her, "Don't worry, the person I'm talking about has a different approach. Even if it doesn't work, there should be a way to extend her life expectancy."

Liu Chenming asked, "Uncle Meng, is the person you're talking about a better healer than you?"

Meng Lun said, "His proficiency in acupuncture and moxibustion, I don't think anyone in the entire country can compare with him. He's also exceptional in identifying and using herbs. Let's not discuss this matter for now; we'll talk about it later. Xiangyun, come over here; I'll take your pulse."

Omi was teaching Carlos basic exercises not far behind the villa, on a piece of grass. Omi held a stick in his hand, and Carlos used it to correct his posture when necessary.

"Ah," Carlos exclaimed as he maintained a horse stance; his feet were already going numb. Omi didn't teach him any martial arts moves this day, just the horse stance.

Omi said, "If you want to become a master, the moves aren't the most important; it's the basic skills that matter. Once your basic skills are solid, you'll handle any martial arts move with ease. For the first month, I'll focus on teaching you these basic skills; make sure to practice them thoroughly."

"Alright," Carlos replied, determined to change his fate after experiencing bullying and hardship at school.

Omi noticed it was getting late, and practicing for too long in one day wasn't suitable, so he said, "That's it for today. Go back and take a nice hot bath."

Carlos immediately sat down on the ground; his feet were so sore that he could hardly get up.

Omi wanted to invite Carlos for dinner, but Carlos declined, as this wasn't Omi's home.

Carlos took the bus home by himself.

Omi entered the villa hall, and it seemed no one was there at first. But upon closer inspection, he noticed several people sitting quietly in the hall. The one on the sofa with his eyes closed, checking Liona's pulse, was Meng Lun, the vice president of Guangming Hospital. No wonder it was so quiet; Meng Lun was diagnosing Liona's pulse, and they couldn't disturb him.

Omi's gaze turned to the woman next to Liona, and he was even more surprised. Wasn't this the woman he saved in the hotel that night? It seemed her name was something like Wen Qi. Why was she here?

Wen Qi raised her head and looked at Omi, her eyes filled with confusion. Liona whispered, "He's the bodyguard."

When Wen Qi heard that Omi was Liona's unqualified bodyguard, she didn't give him a angry look and glared at him.

Omi looked at Meng Lun and smiled, "Your pulse seems quite one-sided like that."

Meng Lun was deeply focused on taking Liona's pulse and didn't immediately respond to Omi's comment.