Zhuzhu said as she was leaving, she saw Shuiling put the medicine into her bag. Thus, there’s only one possibility, Shuiling’s medicine was stolen after she entered the clubhouse.
"Miss Quan." A woman who deemed herself an elder stood out, "Everyone here has status and is distinguished, how could they do such a thing? I think in this case, either Miss Yu has misremembered, or she dropped it on the ground while taking something out of her bag. Miss Quan, regardless of which it is, you allowed a woman of unclear status and lowly background to administer aid to Miss Yu. Should anything happen, wouldn’t your Quan Family have to take responsibility?"
She had disliked Miss Quan for quite some time and seized this rare opportunity to speak her mind.
"If the Quan Family has to shoulder it, then we will." Xiaonian sneered, "No matter what, we, the Quan Family, have stepped in to save her."
Her voice grew colder as she continued, "Instead, everyone present just stood by and watched without doing anything. If Shuiling had been in trouble, no one here would have been able to escape responsibility. Whether Shuiling’s medicine was lost or stolen will be clarified once Shuiling awakens."
Xiaonian was indeed a true Miss of the Quan Family; she was genuinely playful when it called for it, a true Little Witch when it came to pranks, and now, with her stern face, she was rather intimidating.
Listening to her, everyone unconsciously shrank their necks, thinking that if Miss Yu truly met with misfortune, given her brothers’ formidable temperaments, none of the ladies and misses present would have peaceful days ahead.
"Furthermore, I formally introduce to everyone, the woman currently saving the patient is my sister. Since she has entered the doors of my Quan Family, she is likewise a Miss of the Quan Family. Anyone who looks down on her is looking down on me, and is opposing me, Quan Xiaonian." What’s wrong with being a countrywoman? My sister may have grown up in the countryside, but in what way is she inferior to anyone else here?
The crowd merely smiled inwardly at Quan Xiaonian’s words. The young Miss Quan, after all, did not understand the dynamics of profit and relationships here.
She’s so protective now because it’s still a novelty. Let’s see if she continues to protect her once the novelty wears off.
Because of Quan Xiaonian’s intimidation, everyone fell silent and just watched intently to see how Su Xiaofeng would save Miss Yu.
Xiaofeng knew CPR; she started by pushing on Yu Shuiling’s chest a few times, then took a white gauze from her pocket, took a deep breath, and breathed into the other’s mouth.
To everyone present, Xiaofeng appeared to be transmuting breath.
Only Xiaofeng herself knew that she was transferring Spiritual Energy.
With Spiritual Energy as protection, Yu Shuiling’s condition would not deteriorate further.
After one, two, at the third attempt, Yu Shuiling suddenly opened her eyes, staring blankly and dazedly at the girl trying to kiss her.
She raised her hand trying to slap the other, only to find her own hand firmly restrained, unable to move.
Xiaofeng got off her, smiling, "You’ve awakened?"
Xiaonian, seeing Yu Shuiling awake, rushed over joyously, "Shuiling, you woke up."
She woke up, truly woke up, that was wonderful indeed.
The crowd looked at Yu Shuiling and then at Su Xiaofeng, incredulous in their eyes. How could it be? How could this countrywoman revive someone with just a few moves and a bit of mouth-to-mouth?
If it were that easy, why would they have let her have the chance? They also knew how to perform mouth-to-mouth.
Yu Shuiling sat up, glanced around, and noticing everyone’s eyes on her, their surprise all too clear, stood up, and said with a smile to everyone, "Ladies and misses, I, Shuiling, am not dead, which may have disappointed some of you. Truly sorry about that."
Xiaofeng’s lips twitched; she had thought this woman to be meek, but it turned out she had quite the sharp tongue.
"Miss Yu, don’t speak like that. We all hoped for your speedy recovery, and nobody wished for you to be in trouble," the lady who was about to challenge Xiaonian chuckled nervously.
Internally, however, she was scornful. If not for Yu Shuiling’s three powerful elder brothers and her seeming frailty, who would even bother looking her way?
"Miss, you’re awake, that’s really great." Zhuzhu, overjoyed at her mistress’ awakening, hurried over, "Miss, I clearly remember you brought Emergency Medicine, how could it be missing?"
"Eh, there’s a bottle of medicine at her feet." A girl about Xiaonian’s age pointed at Xiaofeng’s feet, surprised beyond belief, "Miss Yu, could that be your medicine?"