The Young Master Sto Chapter 271: Trust is the Hardest to Earn1

Chapter 271: Chapter 271: Trust is the Hardest to Earn_1

"Perhaps I can’t make you give up on hatred right now, but I believe your nature is not evil,"

"And since I’ve promised to be your master, I will truly treat you as my disciple. It’s only natural that I let you manage the Spirit Gathering Array."

Shuang’er’s eyes imdiately brimd with tears. She remained silent for a long mont, wiped her face vigorously, and said with a resounding voice, "Master, rest assured, Shuang’er will manage it well, there definitely won’t be any problems!"

Ning Fan nodded, "Mhm, also, rember to take the Spiritual Liquid regularly. Later, I will teach you how to adjust the concentration of the Spirit Qi Water to suit yourself, as I’m worried that your body can’t withstand the undiluted Spiritual Liquid."

"After drinking it, cultivate according to the Cultivation Technique I’ve taught you, and perhaps you could truly make a breakthrough."

Although the Cultivation Technique Ning Fan taught was extrely difficult for beginners, and was ant to make Shuang’er give up on the idea of revenge,

Ning Fan wouldn’t withhold anything since he was going to treat Shuang’er as his disciple.

If she was really capable of mastering it, then he would think of other ways to dispel her thoughts of vengeance later.

"Master, I definitely won’t disappoint you!"

Shuang’er felt incredibly moved. In the past dozen years, she had never t soone like Ning Fan, who treated her this way.

From this mont on, Shuang’er truly started to see Ning Fan as her master, rather than a temporary solution as before.

Next, Ning Fan taught Shuang’er how to control the Spirit Gathering Array, and before they knew it, evening arrived.

Su Qingcheng huffed, "Yourong, let’s go. They’re busy with disciple teaching and have no ti to care for us."

Xu Yourong also nodded and smiled, "Indeed, I should head back ho too, otherwise my dad will nag at

again."

Ning Fan saw the two out, and just as they stepped outside, Su Qingcheng turned back to glance at Shuang’er, who had already started to busily work by the Spirit Gathering Array on the rooftop, and snorted coldly,

"Ning Fan, what’s with your brain, trusting a stranger just like that? Are you not afraid she’ll sell you out?"

"What if this Shuang’er has malicious intentions, are you not afraid of inviting another Pan Ting into the family?"

However, Xu Yourong linked arms with Ning Fan’s without hesitation, firmly taking his side, "Ning Fan is just kind-hearted, and Shuang’er seems like a poor girl. To gain her trust, you have to trust her first."

"Tsk... Yourong, Yourong, your love-brained ways are quite severe. I bet if Ning Fan said the moon was rectangular now, you would say, yes, indeed it’s a rectangular moon," Su Qingcheng said with a curl of her lip.

"Actually, it’s not without reason that I trust Shuang’er."

As Ning Fan looked at Xu Yourong’s stunning beauty, the mories of their monts together from when he first t her surfaced in his mind, filling his heart with a warm affection, and he said,

"Originally, when I was at my lowest, it was Miss Xu who trusted

unconditionally, giving

the chance to get to where I am today."

"What I’ve learned from Miss Xu... Trusting others is the rarest, most precious thing, and it can change a person! That’s why I trust Shuang’er."

"Hehe, does that an I’ve beco your master then?"

At these words, Xu Yourong too revealed a sweet smile, giggling as she snuggled deeply into Ning Fan’s embrace.

...

A bit earlier, Hu Xinnian had just returned ho.

"There sure are a lot of talented youths participating in this year’s Qingyun List; I really did see many outstanding young people today..."

As he changed his clothes, he chatted with his family mbers.

Suddenly, he paused, his face showing an expression of pain.

"Old Hu, what’s wrong with you?!" Hu Xinnian’s wife asked in alarm, rushing over to him.

"I feel..."

While speaking, Hu Xinnian felt an unbearable pain, and he beca incoherent, collapsing to the ground with a "thud."

Hu Xinnian’s family was thrown into a panic, hurrying to take him to the hospital and calling for Director Wu.

When Director Wu arrived at the hospital room, Hu Xinnian was already drooling with his mouth askew, unable to move half of his body.

"This is bad, it might be a stroke. Get him to imaging imdiately, I need to know the location of the bleeding!"

Director Wu, knowing the dangers of a stroke, hurried to have Hu Xinnian examined without delay.

Soon, the examination results ca out.

"Director Wu, how is Old Hu?" Hu Xinnian’s wife asked anxiously.

Director Wu looked at the X-ray in his hand, his brows deeply furrowed, and said in a grave voice, "His condition is very critical, the bleeding is in the brainstem, which is difficult to operate on."

"If we go ahead with a craniotomy, there’s a 90% risk that the patient could die on the operating table, and even if the surgery is successful, there’s still a high likelihood of serious complications afterward, leaving him with a slim chance of survival!"

"What?"

Hu Xinnian’s wife instantly turned pale, collapsing to the ground, "Is there really no way to treat him?"

Director Wu’s expression grew solemn as he shook his head, "We can only wait for his brain to naturally absorb the blood, and then consider surgery after this period. But doing so... he could end up ntally impaired, or paralyzed, confined to bed for life."

"As far as I know, with the current dical knowledge... perhaps only Ning Fan can save him!"

As Hu Xinnian lay on the bed, already half-unconscious, the intense pain allowed him to clearly sense the commotion around him.

When he heard Director Wu say he could beco an imbecile or paralyzed, Hu Xinnian was filled with indescribable fear, trembling all over.

A wet patch suddenly appeared on his lower body, soaking his trousers and the bed sheet.

He had been literally scared into wetting himself!

"Quick, find Ning... Fan..."

He lifted his right hand, with fingers curled like claws, and spoke in a slurred voice.