Chapter 1425: Chapter 251: Return to the Modern Era

"Is this the end of the Emperor’s Tomb?" Yun Sheng hesitated, looking around. There were no other exits or doors.

Clang clang—

Just then, Yun Sheng heard a serene zither sound from the ancient lute. The lute, without anyone playing it, started to vibrate spontaneously.

The sound began gently, gradually becoming soothing, like murmuring streams. Then, it rose from low to high, becoming strong and powerful. Yun Sheng and Ye Beiming were both knowledgeable about the lute, but neither had ever heard such beautiful music; the sound seemed to instantly play into their hearts.

All the troubles in the world disappeared, as did the Bahuang Continent, Wuji Continent.

Unconsciously, the two closed their eyes, immersing themselves in the music.

Gradually, the surroundings changed; the ancient lute vanished, and the eternal lamp was gone.

When Yun Sheng realized it, she found she had already left the ancient tomb.

"Where is this?" Yun Sheng was startled and looked around.

The thick scent of herbal medicine, a television playing, low tables and chairs, a solitary single bed.

Everything around her was orderly, looking so familiar, yet so strange.

Yun Sheng’s heart leaped, she suddenly opened her eyes and realized that this was the small traditional medicine clinic where she had lived for over twenty years.

She had returned... to the modern world; this was Hua Country.

"Is it a dream, or is all of this an illusion?" Yun Sheng pinched herself hard, almost shedding tears from the pain.

She rummaged through the tables and chairs, finding a TV remote in its familiar spot, and pressed it frantically, switching through channels nonstop.

"Dark Thorn." Yun Sheng, still unyielding, sang softly, but there was no magic power, nor magic.

All of this was real, not an illusion or a dream; she had truly returned to the modern world.

Yun Sheng’s heart felt empty suddenly. She sat down dejectedly, her mind spinning.

The calendar on the wall had already turned three days.

Yun Sheng had returned to the modern world for three days.

During these three days, her mind constantly recalled everything that happened on the Wuji Continent.

As she recalled more, she almost couldn’t distinguish whether all of it was a dream.

Whenever she thought of Ye Hu and the family and friends on the Wuji Continent, it felt as if her heart was being cut by knives.

Every day, when she lay down, the first thing she hoped upon opening her eyes was that she was back in Emperor Hong’s Ancient Tomb, but each time, she was disappointed.

If Yun Sheng’s psychological strength wasn’t far superior to ordinary people, she might have already broken down to the point of needing a psychologist.

During these few days, Yun Sheng had repeatedly checked and discovered that she was actually in those days after the taxi explosion.

But whether she searched online or read newspapers, there was no report about a taxi explosion or drivers and passengers dying on the spot.

By the fourth day, Yun Sheng finally believed she truly returned to the modern world, and everything that happened in the past might have been just a dream.

A dream... Yun Sheng smiled bitterly, finally accepting this reality, and the small clinic began to return to normal operations.

Many patients visited the clinic daily, and after Yun Sheng received them, she would close the clinic normally, days repeating themselves, until the weekend when she received a call from the City Hospital.

"Doctor Yan, the hospital has a case of malignant brain tumor. The difficulty of this case is very high; the hospital’s expert group hopes you can personally perform the surgery." Besides operating the small clinic, Yun Sheng was also an expert doctor at City Hospital, contacted by them in case of special cases.

Such surgeries either were particularly challenging, and no doctor dared to do, or the patient was a prominent figure, and no one dared to take it for fear of responsibility.

This special case clearly belonged to the former.

The patient’s malignant tumor was located near the cerebral artery; if mishandled, it could lead to direct brain hemorrhage and death.

Yun Sheng rushed to City Hospital and was informed that the surgery was scheduled to take place at one in the afternoon.

"This is the patient’s dossier; his malignant tumor has entered the mid to late stages, but fortunately it was discovered relatively early. Here are the patient’s medical history and basic details." On the way to the operating room, the assistant doctor handed Yun Sheng the information related to the surgery.

Opening the file, Yun Sheng’s gaze halted.

"Liu Minglang," three words leaped to her eyes.

How could it be him?

"This patient is quite unfortunate; he’s a medical doctor who returned from the U.S. and was just hired as a visiting expert. A few days ago, he suddenly had acute appendicitis. Sent to the hospital, surgery found a brain tumor," the assistant doctor said, seemingly endlessly.

"Doctor, please save my fiancé." A young woman ran over.

She grabbed Yun Sheng’s hand, and upon seeing Yun Sheng’s face, the woman screamed.

"It’s you; how can it be you? Yan Yunsheng, how can you be here?" Qian Weiwei hadn’t expected his ex-girlfriend to be the one treating Minglang.

"You can’t perform surgery on Minglang; you’ll kill him." Qian Weiwei hated Yun Sheng deeply; if it weren’t for her, Minglang wouldn’t have suddenly had appendicitis, nor would a brain tumor have been found.

This woman was a jinx.

"I’m very sorry; I happen to not want to perform surgery on him either." Yun Sheng felt disgusted whenever she saw Qian Weiwei.

Although she no longer felt anything for Liu Minglang, she wasn’t broad-minded enough to help a jerk with surgery.

Doctors are human too; she hasn’t reached the level of repaying grievances with kindness.

"Fine if you don’t; you think you’re so great? You’re nothing but the discarded shoes Minglang didn’t want. Any random doctor would be a thousand times better than you. What do you think you are? Just a quack doctor from a shabby clinic. What is going on with City Hospital? Do you think we haven’t paid enough, letting someone like you do the surgery?" Qian Weiwei’s spoiled temper erupted on the spot.

"Family member, please watch your words. Doctor Yan is recognized by the Chinese Medical Association and the International Red Cross as the best versatile expert. She is also our hospital’s special invited expert. Insulting her is equivalent to insulting our entire medical community, and City Hospital does not welcome you." Seeing Yun Sheng being insulted for no reason, the hospital’s doctors and nurses were all dissatisfied.

They all knew Doctor Yan; though young, her medical theory and clinical experience were highly rich.

"Not welcome? Fine. I’ll phone my dad immediately and have Minglang transferred to a hospital in the Imperial Capital." Qian Weiwei didn’t expect these people to help Yun Sheng, so angrily she took out her phone and called her father, the bureau chief.

"Hello, Dad, I want to transfer Minglang to..." After a few words, Qian Weiwei wore an expression of smugness.

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