Signing In At The Civil Affairs Bureau, I Was Rewarded With A Gorgeous Wife

"You stubborn old man, why the tough act! When your daughter wasn't home, you'd sigh and fret over Qiu'er's photos every day. Now that she's back, you're putting on airs!"

The elderly woman glared at Grandpa Bai in dissatisfaction and said, "If my daughter leaves again because of your foul temper, you can just wait to die here alone!"

Seeing his wife was about to get angry, Grandpa Bai hurriedly offered a conciliatory smile and said, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Qiu'er is back, isn't she? This is great news. Whatever Qiu'er needs, just say the word, and I'll put my old face on the line to make it happen!"

Boy, Grandpa sure can change his tune fast!

Low EQ: Grandpa, you're whipped.

High EQ: Grandpa, you really love your woman!

"Who is this young friend? Why does he look so familiar?"

Grandpa Bai asked, looking at Song Yun sitting in a chair.

"Dad, this is my son, called Song Yun."
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"Nice to meet you, Granddad!"

"Good, good, good. The young man is handsome and must have inherited the Bai Family's genes. Not bad, not bad. Are you married yet?"

Grandpa Bai beckoned Song Yun to come over to the bedside and asked.

"Yes, I'm married. This is my wife, Ye Qingqing, and she's carrying your great-grandson right now."

Song Yun cheerfully massaged Grandpa Bai's arm, helping him relax as he spoke.

Hearing this, Grandpa Bai's gaze shifted to Ye Qingqing, nodding in approval and said, "She looks like she'll bear children well. It's just that I don't know if this old life of mine will last long enough to see the birth of my great-grandson."

His words plunged everyone into silence, after all, even Qi Shan was helpless against Grandpa Bai's illness.

"Ding, host detected in Forty-nine City Yuquan Sanatorium, would you like to check in?"

The system's voice rang out, and Song Yun's eyes brightened. He decisively tapped the check-in button.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for a successful check-in! Reward: Gu Art Mastery!"

Gu Art Mastery?

What use is that? Surely you don't secretly cast curses to harm people, do you?

Just as everyone was at a loss on how to move past this topic, Qi Shan walked in with a bowl of steaming Chinese medicine in hand.

"Qi Shan my brother, I'm troubling you again this time," Grandpa Bai said sincerely as he took the large porcelain bowl. "If the illness can't be cured, don't blame yourself. After all, I'm at this age already; birth, aging, sickness, and death are all part of life. Don't keep it in your heart."

Qi Shan blinked, glanced at Song Yun, then back at Grandpa Bai, and calmly said, "Isn't your nephew the one you summoned to treat the illness?"

"Pfft!"

Grandpa Bai spat out a mouthful of the medicinal soup, wiped his beard, and asked in confusion, "Your nephew? Who?"

"Song Yun, don't you know?"

"???"

Grandpa Bai looked at Song Yun, who was grinning sheepishly. The young man didn't look at all like a seasoned practitioner of Chinese medicine. Sure, he's a direct descendant, but that doesn't mean he's knowledgeable about an experiential field like Chinese medicine!

"Qi my brother, you're joking again. Aren't you the most senior in the Chinese medicine community? How could you have a nephew?"

Qi Shan's expression changed. Originally, Song Yun didn't want to return and take over the sect at all. You old fellow, with a few casual remarks, don't make him deny even his uncle!

"That was in the past! Now, Song Yun is my Sect Leader, the head of our sect!"

Qi Shan hurriedly spoke up, "Moreover, my uncle's medical skills far surpass mine, and it wouldn't hurt to have him take a look at your condition."

With such a serious tone and earnest expression, outsiders would feel it's genuine no matter how they looked at it – could it be that Song Yun truly possessed great abilities?

Otherwise, an old representative like Qi Shan wouldn't lower himself to call an elderly man his uncle!

"No way! Although Song Yun is my nephew, the old master's health is precious, how can we let him provide treatment on a whim!"

Bai Haoxue jumped out and yelled, "Moreover, my sister left home so many years ago, why would she suddenly return now? And she even brings a 'divine doctor' son, don't you all feel there's a trick to this?"

These seemed like reasonable doubts, but to the listeners, they were exceedingly grating!

Bai Qiu, with a gloomy face, stood up and said, "Now that dad's condition isn't serious, I'll take Song Yun to the Ouyang Family."

After speaking, she turned to leave but was grabbed by Bai Jingbing.

"Bai Haoxue, if you don't speak up in this room, no one will think you're mute! Since you can't stand it here, then get lost!"

Bai Jingbing shouted with furrowed brows.

This third brother was becoming more and more unreasonable. Before the old master fell ill, he spent his days without visiting home once with his wife. As soon as the news of the old master's serious illness spread, he came hustling over.

The underlying intention was clear to everyone; it was just that no one wanted to point it out!

"Big brother, are we really going to let this kid treat our father?"

Bai Haoxue said stiffly, "The old master is the pillar of our family, what if the treatment goes wrong and causes harm?"

"Enough! If you don't get lost now, I'll have you thrown out!"

Bai Jingbing said angrily, "And another thing! Stop casually coming to the sanatorium, dad needs peace and quiet to recuperate!"

"You, you, you! Fine, are you all ganging up against me? To think I offered my goodwill to be treated like feeding a dog!"

Bai Haoxue, furious, squeezed through the crowd and left.

Seeing the turmoil deep within Bai Family's patriarch's eyes, Song Yun naturally knew that the old man before him didn't truly believe in him.

Indeed, as the saying goes, 'wealth in the mountains has distant relatives,' even if he put himself in their shoes, he certainly wouldn't trust a child he had never met before.

"Grandpa, we came to Forty-nine City at the invitation of the Ouyang Family, to attend Sect Leader Ouyang Shu's birthday banquet. You see, Ouyang Jie has come to pick us up. Since your health isn't in any grave danger, we'll be leaving now."

Song Yun wasn't about to force his services where they weren't wanted – besides, when he took the old master's pulse just before, he had found it to be normal, and he had already infused the man with a great deal of vitality, so there wasn't likely to be any trouble for a while.

"Grandpa Bai, it's true that Song Yun was invited by our family, and if I don't bring him back now, I'm afraid my grandfather will scold me,"

Ouyang Jie stepped forward, smiling apologetically.

He also noticed the change in the room's atmosphere and sensed that Song Yun wanted to leave.

As a brother, he trusted Song Yun unconditionally, and the entire Ouyang Family believed in Song Yun's medical expertise; yet, he couldn't just offer a guarantee on behalf of the Bai Family on his own accord.

"If that's the case, then go ahead. You can stay with the Bai Family for the next few days, at least having a place to stay,"

The old master Bai said slowly, closing his eyes.

Bai Qiu wanted to refuse, but seeing the anxiety in her mother's eyes, she agreed.

Upon leaving the villa, Bai Jingbing's mind was heavy with thoughts. Before Song Yun could get into the car, he pulled Song Yun aside and asked, "Great nephew, tell your second uncle the truth – are you confident in curing the old master?"

If it wasn't for the fact that the old master was his mother's father, Song Yun couldn't be bothered to meddle in so much trouble – cure him and get nothing, or fail and brace himself for endless blame.

He shook his head and said, "No one can make guarantees; I can only promise to treat him to the best of my abilities."