Return to the City: The Strongest King

As they came out, they saw an angelic sprite of a girl standing in the courtyard. Wasn't she the girl Song Xiaodong had saved last night?

"Ah! It really is you. I'm so glad I've finally found you." Xiao Yingying stepped forward, excitement sparkling in her eyes, but her tone remained quite calm.

Song Xiaoru looked at Xiao Yingying with a hint of nervousness and said, "Miss, what is this about..." She was worried that her younger brother might have caused some trouble again. Over the past few years, she couldn't count the number of times she had to shield Song Xiaodong from trouble. Every time someone came knocking, it was always the most headache-inducing moment for her.

Xiao Yingying hurriedly explained, "I am here to thank Mr. Song. Last night, Mr. Song saved my life."

Song Xiaoru, surprised, looked at Xiao Yingying and said, "Miss, are you sure you haven't made a mistake?"

"There's no mistake, I remember it very clearly. It was him," Xiao Yingying pointed at Song Xiaodong.

Song Xiaodong shrugged his shoulders at Song Xiaoru and said, "Sister, can't you stop looking at me with old prejudices? I am now a young man with four good qualities."

Song Xiaoru's mood brightened at once and she quickly said, "Then please come inside."

Xiao Yingying beckoned, and two bodyguards entered from the courtyard gate, their hands still full of many items. They were the same people who had seen Song Xiaodong last night. They all respectfully bowed to Song Xiaodong and said in unison, "Thank you, Mr. Song, for saving our young lady last night."

Song Xiaoru hurriedly responded, "It's nothing, it's nothing. Everyone, please come in and take a seat."

The two bodyguards only delivered the gifts before withdrawing, while Xiao Yingying walked inside.

Song Xiaoru felt a little embarrassed at this point and said, "Miss, I'm really sorry, our home's conditions are modest and we don't even have a proper place for you to sit."

Looking at Xiao Yingying and her two attendants, it was obvious that she must be from a wealthy family. This made Song Xiaoru feel uneasy. Her brother had just returned for one day, and already three rich young ladies had come looking for him. This kid had really grown some talent.

Xiao Yingying revealed a sweet smile and said, "My name is Xiao Yingying. Sister, you can just call me Yingying. Although your house might be old, it's still very clean."

This comment made Song Xiaoru feel even more awkward. Song Xiaodong rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, if you think it's too shabby, just hurry up and leave."

Xiao Yingying was taken aback and stared at Song Xiaodong, clearly flustered.

Song Xiaoru said urgently, "Xiaodong, how can you talk to a guest like that?"

Song Xiaodong replied irritably, "I didn't invite her here. She's complaining about our house being old; she should leave quickly and not sully her wealthy young lady's status."

Xiao Yingying frantically said, "That's not what I meant, I... I didn't mean it that way, I... oww..."

Suddenly, Xiao Yingying clutched her chest, her complexion turning ashen.

Song Xiaoru was startled and rushed to support Xiao Yingying, anxiously asking, "What's... what's wrong with you?"

Song Xiaodong rolled his eyes and said, "Hey, are you here to fake an illness at my house?"

"I..." Xiao Yingying's face grew paler by the second, and she was rendered speechless, slumping weakly onto the bed.

Song Xiaoru was completely bewildered, having never encountered such a situation before, and was at a loss about what to do.

Song Xiaodong went straight to rummage through Xiao Yingying's backpack. Song Xiaoru exclaimed in anger, "What are you doing? How can you go through someone's bag at a time like this?"

Song Xiaodong replied, "She has a heart condition, her bag must have life-saving pills or something like that." As he spoke, he had already found them and swiftly poured out the medicine, stuffing it into Xiao Yingying's mouth.

Sitting by the bed, Song Xiaodong's hand rested on Xiao Yingying's wrist, his brow furrowing tighter as he muttered to himself, "I really didn't expect this congenital heart disease to be so severe."

"You know how to treat illnesses?" Song Xiaoru's eyes widened as she looked at Song Xiaodong.

"Of course, your brother here is now a 'Divine Doctor'," Song Xiaodong casually remarked, and then several silver needles were already in his hand.

"What are you doing?" Song Xiaoru was startled and quickly grabbed his arm.

Song Xiaodong replied, "Of course, I'm going to treat her. We can't let her die in our house."

"You really can treat people?" Song Xiaoru's eyes widened, as she hadn't believed a word he had said before.

"Of course, sister, please step back."

"This... shouldn't we urgently call 120? If something goes wrong, we can't afford the responsibility."

"Don't worry, I'm not saying I will cure her completely, just wake her up and save her life. That's really a piece of cake. Sister, help me to open her clothes so that the heart area is exposed."

"What?" Song Xiaoru just started to do it but immediately stopped again. The heart area—that was a woman's chest.

Song Xiaodong immediately said, "Hurry, this is about saving a life, don't fuss over it so much."

Only then did Song Xiaoru hurriedly unzip Xiao Yingying's dress from the back, slip the dress down from her shoulders to her chest, and then hesitated once more.

"I'll do it!" Song Xiaodong directly took over from his sister, pulling the dress down further and also pulling down the bra in the process.

Song Xiaoru's mouth twitched slightly; exposing a woman's private parts so directly was really worrisome. If Xiao Yingying woke up, it was hard to know how she would react.

At that moment, however, Song Xiaodong was completely focused, his silver needles aiming for Xiao Yingying's chest without a moment's hesitation.

Watching those long silver needles, which plunged deep in, Song Xiaoru almost cried out. That was where the heart was located; wouldn't this kill the person?

After inserting the needles, Song Xiaodong's fingers grasped the ends of the silver needles, continuously twirling them.

Witnessing Song Xiaodong's expression at this moment, she saw such intense concentration, a sharp gaze, as if he radiated a special aura. This made Song Xiaoru feel as if she didn't recognize him at all. Was this really her brother? Was he the same one who used to be mischievous and brawling, causing her heart to break with worry?

After a few seconds, the second needle punctured the skin, twirled with the same dedicated precision.

Five needles in total were inserted, and the whole procedure took no more than three minutes, but sweat had already appeared on Song Xiaodong's forehead.

Wiping the sweat off, Song Xiaodong said, "All done."

Song Xiaoru quickly handed him a towel, asking, "Can this really work?"

"Of course it can! These 'Five-Element Heart-Protecting Needles' might not be sufficient to cure the disease, but I guarantee that she's safe for now. Absolutely no problem."

Song Xiaoru tilted her head, looking at Song Xiaodong, and said, "Five-Element Heart-Protecting Needles? Xiaodong, when did you learn all this?"

Wrapping his arm around his sister's shoulder, Song Xiaodong said with a grin, "Sister, your brother has come a long way. Have a little faith in me. I've learned quite a few skills over the years. You just wait to enjoy the good life with me."