This dical Master wasn’t the type to live under a rock.
He’d heard about Jiang Qin long ago and even knew about her thod of soothing through song!
More importantly, a recent trending topic had revealed sothing else.
That Jiang Qin wasn’t a C-level female, but an S-level one.
’Could they really be this lucky? Was Jiang Qin actually next door, soothing a patient?’
’If so, then it was highly likely!’
So he quickly put down the instrunt in his hands, walked outside, and said, "Um, I’m going to take a look next door first. You all wait here."
Although the others were confused, they didn’t say anything.
When he reached the adjacent room, the dical Master first made sure there was no longer any music coming from inside before knocking on the door.
Lan Yuyan opened the door and politely invited the dical Master inside.
Since he was very busy, the dical Master got straight to the point. "Pardon the intrusion. I ca to ask... is this lady Miss Jiang Qin?"
Jiang Qin stood up in surprise. "I am. How can I help you?"
The dical Master was thrilled to learn his guess was correct. He felt there was hope for his patients now.
He quickly and sowhat incoherently explained what had just happened.
Finally, he described the experiences and circumstances of those patients.
After laying the groundwork for a long ti, he finally dared to make his request:
"Miss Jiang, I’d like to ask if you would be willing to hold a small concert for the hospitalized patients?
Of course, if you have any requests, you can also bring them up. Our hospital will do our best to accommodate them."
Actually, as the dical Master spoke, Jiang Qin had already guessed what he was thinking and had made up her mind.
"I accept. You can arrange the ti and venue."
"That’s wonderful! You see, since so many patients are in critical condition, could I set the ti for tomorrow afternoon?"
Seeing Jiang Qin nod in agreent, the dical Master was so excited he beca a little flustered.
But the mont he rembered all the arrangents he needed to make, he imdiately composed himself.
"Then I’ll go and make the arrangents. Miss Jiang, let’s et tomorrow at noon."
...
After the dical Master left, Jiang Qin and Lan Yuyan also went ho. As for Long Hao, he stayed behind to watch over Yun Xie and the other two.
He was slouched on the sofa, carelessly scrolling on his Light Computer.
If Jiang Qin hadn’t been worried and wanted to stay and watch over the three of them herself, he definitely wouldn’t have volunteered to stay.
After all, in his opinion, leaving an assistant or hiring a few caregivers would have been enough for a situation like this.
But to spare his female master the trouble, he could only hold his nose and accept it.
So, when Yun Xie woke up late that night, the first thing he saw was this unpleasant face.
"You’re awake?"
"Yes. Is Qinqin safe?"
"With here, she’s safe, of course."
Hearing this, Yun Xie relaxed and lay back down in the dical Pod, closing his eyes.
***
The next morning, when Jiang Qin arrived, all three n were already awake.
When Cang Hong saw her, his eyes lit up.
"Qin... Qin."
When others were around, he always reined in his emotions.
Although he longed to hold her and be affectionate, he didn’t like others watching their intimate monts.
Of course, that didn’t include the tis he deliberately showed off for them.
After all, he was busy all year round. If he didn’t fight for his place, he would likely be marginalized.
So even if he wasn’t comfortable with it, he still had to compete occasionally and assert his status in his female master’s heart.
Otherwise, the other males in this family might not acknowledge him.
But this competition was all about timing.
’Now isn’t the right ti to vie for favor. The sympathy ploy has to wait for a private mont, to be used on her alone.’
’Then again, it’s not really a sympathy ploy, because I genuinely do want her comfort...’
’Ever since I started my career in the entertainnt industry, I haven’t had to fight this desperately in a long ti. I’m really not used to it.’
Especially the pain.
’I’m not exactly fearless when it cos to pain. In fact, my pain tolerance is a bit lower than most people’s.’
’So this ti, I really have suffered a lot from this injury.’
...
Soon, the dical Master from yesterday returned. With him was the hospital director.
The director was an elderly male, his hair long since turned gray and white.
Jiang Qin had rarely seen anyone whose age showed so clearly on their face, so she couldn’t help but stare for a few extra monts.
"Haha, Miss Jiang must be curious why I look so old, aren’t you?"
"Er..." Jiang Qin was a little embarrassed.
She felt it was an impolite question, but since that was indeed the reason she had been staring, she wasn’t going to lie. So, she just nodded.
The director didn’t mind and said with a smile, "Actually, everyone who ets is curious.
They even suspect I might have so special potion that has allowed to live to such an old age, but in truth, I’m only eighty years old."
"Eighty?"
That was still quite young.
Looking at his face, Jiang Qin would never have guessed.
After all, many eighty-year-old female Beastn still looked middle-aged, their faces aging very slowly.
Logically, even if he were a low-Level male, he shouldn’t have aged this much.
His degree of aging was comparable to that of a pure human.
The director’s smile remained gentle. "I suffered an internal injury long ago, so I age faster than others."
It was a kind of aging that couldn’t be slowed even by replacing all his internal organs with artificial ones.
Thus, his life was already on a countdown.
No one knew what to say. Fortunately, the director didn’t need them to say anything, as he had long since accepted this outco.
"Miss Jiang, I’ve co on behalf of the patients to thank you. Thank you for your generosity and compassion."
The director solemnly tried to bow to her, but Jiang Qin quickly moved aside to avoid it.
"You’re too kind. To , this is no different from my usual work."
"But for the patients, this is a life-saving opportunity."
Not every Soothing Master can awaken a Beastman who has already lost consciousness.
She was different, an exception—both in her Calming Power and her soothing thods.
The director had no intention of prying into the secrets behind it; he only hoped that more patients could be awakened.
Many of these patients were heroes who had defended their holand. They were all still very young, so having only recently co of age.
Their story shouldn’t end with them lying forgotten in a hospital, waiting for a silent death.
...
The director and the dical Master politely led Jiang Qin to a large plaza behind the hospital.
The normally empty, flat ground was now filled with rows of dical Pods.
’To put it bluntly... it looked like a makeshift morgue.’
Jiang Qin quickly pushed aside the suffocating thought and, under the expectant gazes of the dical staff, stepped onto the temporarily erected stage.
The entire stage was decorated in the style of a large-scale variety show performance.
A banner hanging in the back read: "Welco, Miss Jiang Qin..."
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