CHAPTER 211: CHAPTER 211 ICE SEAL(2)_1

Shangguan You’s lips curved up slightly as she took out two Jade Dew Pills from the bottle and handed them to Shangguan Zhi. She clearly understood her grandfather’s intentions.

"Hmph, my granddaughter’s medicine is priceless, and you still doubt it? Let it hurt you to death then!" Shangguan Zhi swallowed the two pills, and instantly, he looked more spirited, his face even glowing with health—a stark contrast to the unhealthy redness of Old Master Yu’s face.

"Old Man Shangguan, you’d better have your granddaughter check on me quickly. I’m feeling tightness in my chest; I can hardly breathe," Yu Zhibin said anxiously, seeing Shangguan Zhi’s actions. His chest felt even more oppressive, and his face turned deep red.

"Send him to the hospital," Shangguan Zhi said coolly. Picking on his granddaughter wouldn’t come cheap, and having Old Master Yu angry enough to end up in the hospital would suit him just fine.

"Shortness of breath can be a major or minor issue; it’s better to send him to the hospital quickly, otherwise..." Shangguan You’s indifferent voice rose, and everyone understood her implication—if Yu Zhibin couldn’t catch his breath, he might well drop dead right there.

"Young Miss You, if you can cure our father, the Yu Family will owe you a favor," Yu Jiaqi and Yu Jiayong urged Shangguan You together, seeing their father suffering.

"Young Miss You, although the Yu and Shangguan families don’t see eye to eye politically, we still have some connections. If you are confident, please help," Shangguan Hao glanced at Yu Jiayong and then spoke to Shangguan You. Surprisingly, that blockhead Yu Jiayong was willing to bow his head to him. Since he showed humility, Shangguan Hao was naturally inclined to grant him this bit of face. He believed that from then on, Yu Jiayong wouldn’t oppose him in everything.

"Young Miss You, my father had the same trouble the other day. After taking your medicine and receiving your acupuncture, the military doctors said he improved. Please help him," Shangguan Yu said. When he saw Yu Jiaqi actually beseeching Young Miss You for help, he felt obliged to return the courtesy.

"Yes, Young Miss You, no matter what, Uncle Yu is still our elder. Please help him out," Shangguan Qing added.

"Shangguan You, please save my grandfather quickly, he’s in so much discomfort," Yu Zijin said, her beautiful face filled with worry.

"Everyone step back. Just to be clear, if anything goes wrong, I won’t take responsibility," Shangguan You said, her cool words making Shangguan Zhi very happy, while Yu Zhibin’s face turned a bit sour, embarrassed by the situation.

"Fine, fine, just do it. If he dies, no one from the Yu Family will dare to blame you."

"Mm-hm, Grandfather Yu, relax your whole body and take a slow, deep breath," Shangguan You said, her figure flashing to Yu Zhibin’s side. With a flick of her wrists, eight Golden Needles appeared in her hands. Everyone saw only a flash of golden light, and the eight Golden Needles had simultaneously pierced the acupuncture points on Yu Zhibin’s head and chest.

Yu Zhibin’s previously flushed face slowly returned to normal. Shangguan You fed him a Jade Dew Pill, and he felt significantly better, his spirit lifting.

"Grandfather Yu, this is a chronic condition that needs gradual treatment. To be completely cured, it will take some time. This is a health pill; take one daily. After finishing these, you can buy more at the You Family’s chain of pharmacies," Shangguan You said, handing over a bottle of health pills. She was also taking the opportunity to advertise for the You Family’s pharmacy chain. There was no better advertisement than one from a well-respected leader.

"I never expected Young Miss You to be so skilled in traditional medicine," someone said with surprise.

"And whose granddaughter do you think she is? Can yours compare?" Shangguan Zhi said proudly, watching Yu Zhibin’s recovery. He couldn’t resist taking a jab.

"My granddaughter might not have such good medical skills, but that’s because she hasn’t studied traditional medicine. If she did, she’d surely do well too."

"Hmph, Young Miss You has only studied for half a year. If you think your granddaughter is so capable, let her study for half a year, and then they can compete," Shangguan Zhi taunted.

"What’s there to compete about? Are you thinking of reneging on July’s bet?"

"Who’s reneging? Rest assured, that Yu boy will marry into our Shangguan Family."

"Hmph, your boy Shangguan Qing is the one who will marry into the Yu Family."

"We shall see."

Shangguan You’s eyebrows curved gently. It was clear that her grandfather and Old Master Yu were not just adversaries but also good friends; otherwise, her grandfather wouldn’t have allowed her to save Old Master Yu. It seemed there was an untold story between them.

「After the meal」

Shangguan You and her brother, as well as the Yu siblings, were sent out. The three men from the Yu family—Old Master Yu and his two sons—and the three men from the Shangguan family—Shangguan Zhi and his two sons—faced each other in the chess club, engaging in unending battles on the chessboard.

"Zijin, Young Miss You, Shangguan Qing, let’s go skiing on the mountain peak," Yu Zifeng suggested, his phoenix eyes sweeping over the white expanse of snow as he noticed many people heading towards the peak.

"Sounds good. Shangguan You, do you dare?" Yu Zijin challenged, her face full of provocation. Despite being three years older, the two girls were always compared, so Yu Zijin always aimed to outdo Shangguan You.

"Of course, why wouldn’t I dare?" Shangguan You replied with a raised eyebrow, speaking nonchalantly. She didn’t dislike Yu Zijin, who, like her, came from a military-political family and had the arrogance and the pedigree to match. Moreover, Yu Zijin’s animosity was plain to see—there was no flattery or scheming. Having such an opponent pleased her.

"Alright, let’s make it a ski race then. Shangguan Qing should know the rules," Yu Zifeng said with a slight upturn of his lips. Skiing was something he and Zijin excelled at, and this time, he was eager to see how Shangguan Qing intended to win.

"Of course. The outcome is not yet decided," Shangguan Qing responded with a smile.

"I’m sure Brother Qing and I will win. Then I’ll get to see that limited-edition stake again. Brother Qing, let’s go," Shangguan You said with a light smile, pulling Shangguan Qing towards the mountain peak. Were the Yu and Shangguan families bitter enemies or comrades-in-arms? Were these apparent disagreements just for show, perhaps for someone specific to see? Shangguan You couldn’t help but be suspicious. The elders were fighting, and so were the young ones. Alas.

"Hmph, we’ll see about that. First, you have to win," Yu Zijin retorted, tugging Yu Zifeng to follow. It was their grandfather who had the whim to come this morning, and they had left early without even informing the Zhang or Gu families. Surprisingly, they encountered the Shangguan Family. Perhaps the two grandfathers had arranged this.

"Why are there so many people? What do we do, brother? Should we wait? There are a lot of people there too. Maybe we should just enjoy the snow scenery today and come back to compete tomorrow?" Yu Zijin said, looking at the long queue and speaking somewhat disappointedly.