Because at first Shu Lang didnât introduce Qin Qiongâs family background, she didnât think in that direction.
After all, although Beidu is a power center, there are only a few families truly close to power. How could she have known that Shu Lang would randomly bring someone back and it would turn out to be someone from the Qin Family?
Shu Lang nodded: "So, sister, if you have any issues, just tell me. Weâll think of a solution together."
Shu Jiao smiled bitterly. What good is it if the Qin Family is powerful? They canât save a Jiaojiao.
But with things as they are, if she doesnât explain to Shu Lang, heâll definitely keep asking and digging deeper. She could only lower her eyelids, half-speaking, half-concealing to tell him Ruan Jiaojiaoâs situation.
She hid the matters of the past life and Xiu Xi, only saying that Ruan Jiaojiao had her fate marked by a high monk, destined to die prematurely before reaching adulthood.
"So, all these injuries Jiaojiaoâs suffered recently are because of this?" Shu Lang asked with a complex expression.
The Shu Family is a scholarly family. Tracing back several generations, they even produced a Hanlin Scholar who oversaw academic affairs and was consulted by the emperor, equivalent to a prime minister. So, even as a scholarly family, they hold a distinctive position in Beidu.
Shu Lang didnât exactly grow up well-read but managed to get into a national research institute, indicating his knowledge was substantial. When Shu Jiao returned to Beidu midway to search for relatives and became superstition-laden after a near-drowning, Shu Lang didnât believe in it, but because she was his own sister, he never said anything. Later, after witnessing Ruan Jiaojiaoâs nightmares a few times, he began to waver just a little.
These six years, Ruan Jiaojiao lived well, and he gradually forgot about it. Unexpectedly, today, the issue was brought up again, seeming more severe than before.
He didnât quite believe it, but thinking about the possibility of his tender little niece being gone, his heart ached.
"Yes," Shu Jiao nodded, her expression deeply sorrowful.
Shu Lang pursed his lips, unsure of what to say.
"If you trust me, I can help you find someone to take a look." Just as silence filled the living room, Qin Qiong suddenly spoke from the staircase.
The four pairs of eyes below were all suddenly surprised and turned to look.
Qin Qiong walked down: "Iâll take Jiaojiao to Beidu during National Day and ask someone to take a look. That person... is quite capable."
Qin Qiong was not lying; he indeed knew such a person.
If the Shu Family was purely ministerial in ancient times, then the Qin Family was a powerful ministerial family. The closer to the power center one is, the more they believe in certain forces. Thus, those close to the power center raise more of these people. The Qin Family has them. Although Qin Qiong always sneered at it before, seeing the Shu Family like this made him willing to give it a try, hoping it might even improve his standing with Shu Wen.
Upon hearing Qin Qiongâs words, Shu Jiaoâs eyes immediately lit up.
"Really? Qin... Xiaoqiong, do you really have a solution?"
"Jie Jie, I can give it a shot. Lang Ge and I plan to return to Beidu on the 15th. Why donât you come back with us then?" Qin Qiong suggested.
"Okay, okay, okay, weâll go back with you." To Shu Jiao, Qin Qiongâs words were undoubtedly a heart-saving medicine, injecting new vitality into her despair. Whether true or false, having hope is better than having none.