Rebirth: Slice-of-life Cultivation

Chapter 1722 - 941: Restricted-Level Transcendent

"Third People’s Hospital?"

"Yes." Jiang Ning said, according to the Spiritual Energy’s sensing, he discovered the target is receiving treatment at the hospital.

Ding Shuyan pondered for two seconds; since Jiang Ning was willing to let her lead the way and even gave her the Jade Pendant, it indicated he probably wouldn’t mind her inquiries.

Moreover, she had long wanted to take things further.

So, instead of being an emotionless driver as usual, she asked, "Visiting a patient?"

"Sort of."

She noticed Jiang Ning was empty-handed: "Do you need to prepare some gifts? I have some in my trunk."

Jiang Ning said, "Probably not necessary, unless it’s made of paper, it can be burned."

That was enough, and Ding Shuyan understood.

Jiang Ning used Divine Sense to scan the gift boxes stacked in her trunk and said with a smile, "Hey, you also love drinking Wangzai?"

Ding Shuyan’s pupils shrank, ’How did he see it?’

In the next instant, before she could be surprised, the Sixth Sense’s premonition suddenly expanded; she felt an intrusive hint of exploration about to seep into her skirt.

Then, the premonition suddenly disappeared.

As if, that was enough.

Ding Shuyan turned her head and found Jiang Ning had been looking straight ahead.

Though he didn’t speak, that tacit understanding made Ding Shuyan realize this was another kind of unique perception system.

Just like the multiple sensory systems in nature, bats with ultrasound, birds with magnetic sensing, spiders with vibration sensing, snakes with infrared sensing... So many, so many.

"Wangzai... mainly Lin Xiaopang drinks it a lot." Ding Shuyan said.

"Oh?" Jiang Ning lightly raised his palm, and a can of Wangzai from the trunk flew into his hand from the carton box.

Jiang Ning held the can; without any movement of his fingers, the pull tab opened automatically.

He took a sip—not bad.

Ding Shuyan observed this series of actions, recognizing it involved transcendent power; she wisely chose not to ask, knowing haste would not achieve her goal.

Jiang Ning said, "You drive pretty well."

In people’s stereotypes, female drivers have poor driving skills, but just now Jiang Ning found that Ding Shuyan was able to skillfully complete maneuvers like changing lanes and overtaking while observing him with her peripheral vision, thinking about something.

Ding Shuyan calmly said, "Basic skills."

Jiang Ning: "And you don’t curse."

Ding Shuyan was slightly embarrassed: "Just high quality."

Jiang Ning smiled; not humble at all.

After arriving at the hospital, Ding Shuyan drove into the hospital’s underground parking lot. The hospital is always bustling, so since she hadn’t notified in advance, she had to find a parking spot herself.

She drove around the underground parking lot for a while, found a spot near the elevator, and was slowly steering into it when suddenly, a BMW accelerated from the diagonal opposite direction and wedged its front into the spot.

Ding Shuyan frowned.

Jiang Ning pointed a finger, the BMW that was about to decelerate was seemingly grabbed by an invisible hand and forcefully pushed forward, "boom" into the wall, debris flying.

Ding Shuyan’s frowned she relaxed, feeling much more at ease, and found another empty spot nearby.

Meanwhile.

The orthopedics inpatient department.

Sweater Aunt changed into patient clothes, drainage tubes connecting to the ground’s machinery, a Little Nurse was giving her an injection.

The Little Nurse was a trainee; the first needle missed, ready to do a second when Sweater Aunt suddenly snapped: "What’s wrong with you? Can you give an injection or not?"

The Little Nurse quickly apologized: "Sorry, Aunt, your veins are hard to find, I..."

Aunt’s voice sharply rose: "Why are they hard to find? Get someone else, call your head nurse! Can’t even give an injection, might as well die!"

The Little Nurse froze on the spot.

A slightly older nurse quickly came over saying: "I’ll help her with it, you just watch."

Her technique was clearly much better, getting it right in one go.

Sweater Aunt’s mood slightly eased; she said to a nearby couple who looked honest and dutiful, "What are you looking at? Don’t you know to cover me with a blanket?"

This couple’s expression was unpleasant; they had kindly helped the old aunt who fell on the road, but now were getting blamed, especially with no surveillance there — how could it be explained clearly!

The dark-complexioned strong man quickly tucked the blanket in for her, but the frustration on his face would not vanish.

The Little Nurse returned to the nurse station still with a grievance expression.

The Old Nurse said, "Don’t let it get to you."

"Hmm, why are there people like this!"

Old Nurse added, "Now you know why the dead old lady is here for treatment? Most likely she was beaten!"

While speaking, a doctor and two assistants walked into the ward, asked about Aunt’s condition, and then quickly left.

Old Aunt complained: "Look at these doctors acting all highbrow, checking the room with hands behind their back, it looks to those who don’t know like they’re some high-ranking official!"

The honest couple could only smile cooperatively but were troubled inside on how to extricate themselves.

The orthopedic department’s third-floor elevator opened, and Jiang Ning in a black trench coat walked out with Ding Shuyan standing beside him, still wearing that Duckbill hat.

In the hall before the elevator, a cold and elegant-looking woman stood by; the symbol of a white Cloud was embroidered on her suit’s chest.

She was Zhao Shuang from the Evergreen Liquid’s Secretary Unit One, dedicated to serving President Shao.

She was the core Direct Lineage of Evergreen Liquid, tied to Evergreen Liquid’s chariot.

Zhao Shuang stared at the ridiculously young man and the girl with the Duckbill hat beside him.

Through the boy’s distinct chin, she had already recognized his identity, Lin Han’s sister, Ding Shuyan.

Zhao Shuang slightly bowed, "President Jiang."

"Hmm, let’s go."