Rich in the 70s: I Made a Rugged Veteran a Millionaire novel Chapter 361

Chapter 361: Chapter 361: Extra Story 10

Master Chang called Xing Er over. He was seated while Xing Er stood.

Master Chang exposed his wrist and calmly looked at Xing Er, saying, "Remember this, it’s the Death Vein."

With those words, tears immediately flowed from Xing Er’s eyes.

But in the next second, Xing Er wiped away her tears with her sleeve, trying to calm her emotions and extending her trembling fingers with restraint.

"As a healer, one should have long seen through life and death. Master is ninety-eight this year, it’s enough."

Xing Er’s restrained tears fell again.

Master Chang’s voice was stern, yet filled with affection.

"Calm your heart."

"If a healer’s heart isn’t calm, the pulse won’t be accurate."

Xing Er bit her lower lip, taking a deep breath.

"Master, I understand."

Xing Er’s cold fingertips touched Master Chang’s pulse as he began to explain the Death Vein to her.

Jiang Cheng and the others listened quietly, deeply touched.

Legacy is never just a simple matter of two words.

It’s the culmination of efforts from generations, supported by predecessors, making it possible to endure over time.

Master Chang’s voice was clear, narrating slowly, and Xing Er tried her best to remember every word.

"Did you remember?"

"I remembered."

Xing Er nodded, seriously.

Master Chang smiled reassuringly, saying to Xing Er, "Go make a bowl of noodles for Master."

"Alright."

Xing Er turned and left, with Jiang Cheng following her out.

Outside, Xing Er’s tears fell one by one into the flour. She understood the Master’s last teaching and also knew he was about to leave.

Perhaps thinking of this, Xing Er quickened her hands’ movements. Master wanted to eat noodles.

"Let me help you."

Jiang Cheng boiled water, and Xing Er made the noodles.

"I was picked up by Master from the mountains."

"If not for Master, I would have been gone long ago."

Jiang Cheng didn’t interrupt. She knew Xing Er was reminiscing, recalling her moments with Master.

As the steam rose, the noodles went into the pot.

Xing Er deftly stirred them with chopsticks, counting the time as she fished them out, sprinkling scallions and fragrant oil on top.

"During many difficult years with Master, this simple bowl of noodles was our greatest hope."

Xing Er pursed her lips, blinking to hold back tears, and forced a smile as she carried the noodles inside.

"Master, the noodles are ready!"

"Good, good, they smell delicious."

Master Chang ate the noodles, while Xing Er just sat across from him.

After finishing a bowl, Master Chang leaned comfortably on the chair, gesturing for Xing Er to come over.

Xing Er knelt by Master Chang’s feet, holding his hand.

"Xing Er, you know where everything is at home, and where to bury me when the time comes. After that, go out with Jiang Cheng and the others."

"You have your own skills, adapt and move on, don’t trouble others."

"A healer’s duty is to save, but remember you have the right to refuse. Master’s teaching isn’t a shackle."

"Do what you want, happily, so I can be at ease."

Xing Er agreed to everything, responding affirmatively, and after hearing her answers, Master Chang closed his eyes satisfied, never to open them again.

Xing Er’s tears could no longer be held back.

She collapsed over Master Chang, wailing and crying.

"Master—"

"Master, now that you’re gone, no one will care about me anymore!"

"Master—"

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