After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God-Chapter 392 - Chief Planner of Oracle, I'll Bring You to Meet an Online Friend (2)

392 Chief Planner of Oracle, I’ll Bring You to Meet an Online Friend (2)
Translator: _Min_
Could she finally stand on the stage of a concert again?!

Testing her voice, Lu Ning found that she could indeed hit the high notes again, and she was nearly overwhelmed with joy, tears streaming down her face.

She embraced Si Fuqing, unable to stop her tears. “Qingqing, thank you, thank you so much.”

“It’s nothing,” Si Fuqing said, patting her back. “You’ve helped me before, so this is just returning the favor.”

Jiang Changfeng’s lips tightened slightly, his gaze deepening.

Players of “Eternity” often said that the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand only saved those at death’s door.

Yet, in person, she could easily be described as “eager to help.”

Si Fuqing was truly a study in contradictions.

“Master Jiang, here’s the consultation fee. You must accept it,” Lu Ning said, her emotions stabilizing as she handed over a card, thanking him again. “It might not be enough, but this is all my savings at the moment.”

She had spent a significant amount on treating her vocal cords and had little work over the past two years, leaving her in a tight financial situation.

“No need, it was a minor issue,” Jiang Changfeng said casually. “It wasn’t much effort.”

Lu Ningsheng, who remembered how casually the villagers here gave away medicinal herbs worth half a million, was speechless and quietly pocketed the card back.

What kind of village was this?!

“I won’t give you any benefit this time,” Si Fuqing said, raising an eyebrow and speaking in a volume only the two of them could hear. “After all, you’ve already received something from my teacher.”

Did he think she couldn’t discern how Fang Mingquan had become brain dead.

Jiang Changfeng fell into a deep silence.

“However, you did a good job this time, so I won’t hold it against you,” Si Fuqing waved her hand dismissively. “I’m also worried that the old man might go mad without any news from me. Others either don’t have the opportunity or are unreliable. If you still want medicinal herbs, feel free to go in and pick some. There’s plenty inside, no worries.”

Jiang Changfeng stood up in response, massaging his temples.

Observing Fang Mingquan’s pitiful state, he certainly had no desire to encounter the Master of Ghost Valley.

**

The next morning, the show’s crew headed out to sea.

It was their first time shooting at sea, and the guests were quite excited.