The villain is too crazy, the little ancestor is not going to do it anymore

"Tell me about your life in your original world, such as your family." Song Yu said with some curiosity and anticipation.

Gu Ranle smiled and nodded, "Okay, then let me start with my childhood memories!"

She patted the sofa beside her gently, motioning Song Yu to sit down, and then her voice flowed gently.

"I actually don't know who my biological parents are. My grandfather saved me from a naughty wild monkey when he went up the mountain to collect herbs. At that time, I was covered in wounds and my life was hanging by a thread. The moment my grandfather saw me, his eyes were full of heartache and reluctance.

He took me home carefully, wondering if I was the lost treasure of some careless family nearby.

So he spent more than three months searching the village and asking from house to house, but he still couldn't find my relatives.

Since then, my grandfather officially adopted me and gave me a warm home.

My grandfather never married in his life. When he met me when he was in his sixties, he always said that I was the most precious gift God had given him. Therefore, my nickname was "Ci Ci".

Apart from practicing medicine and saving lives, his only hobby in his life was making money, just to make my life better.

Therefore, people who knew him jokingly called him "Old Money-Grubber", but my grandfather never minded such a nickname.

He always said with a smile, 'Only if I have money can I buy my little Cici everything she likes.'

From childhood to adulthood, as long as I looked at something for a few more times, or mentioned my preference casually, my grandfather would remember it and try his best to buy it for me. Sometimes, even if he couldn't buy it, he would make it for me personally.

I remember I drew a picture when I was a child. It was a picture of a manor full of fantasy. I can’t even remember when I drew it.

But my grandfather felt like he had found a treasure. He held the painting and studied it carefully for a long time.

Later, he spent a full twelve years building a huge manor bit by bit according to the appearance of the painting.

My grandfather gave me this manor as a coming-of-age gift on my eighteenth birthday."

Having said that, Gu Ranle stopped telling the story, tilted her head, and looked at Song Yu with a bit of mischief in her eyes.

Song Yu looked into her eyes, a smile on his face. After a few seconds of silence, he gently urged, "Go on, why don't you say anything?"

Gu Ranle frowned, "Uncle, I thought you would at least sigh and say 'your grandfather really loves you!' or 'your grandfather is such a hidden rich man!' or 'how big is your manor, how luxurious is it?' But why are you so calm? Aren't you curious at all?"

Song Yu couldn't help laughing when he heard this. "Need I tell you how much your grandfather loves you? It must be full. As for whether your grandfather is rich or not, I can imagine the luxury of your manor from these descriptions. Is there any need to sigh? Besides, in the seven years since you came here, you have almost squandered all the family property that your father has worked hard to accumulate throughout his life. Isn't this enough to explain the problem? You are a girl who grew up in wealth, and you don't have much concept of money. Otherwise, you wouldn't spend tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of dollars at a time."

Gu Ranle's mouth twitched slightly, "Uncle, how could I not have a concept of money? I am like my grandfather, I also love money, okay?"

Song Yu shook his head gently, with a smile on his face. "Whether you love money or not, I can't tell for now, but what I am sure of is that you are indeed 'rich and powerful'."

Gu Ranle laughed when he heard this, "I'm lucky! I have a rich grandfather over there, and here I have a father who is the richest man in the world."

Song Yu agreed with this, saying that comparing yourself with others will make you feel nauseous.

Then, Song Yu changed the subject and asked, "Were your medical skills all taught by your grandfather?"

Gu Ranle replied: "Not entirely. My grandfather had a master, who was my great-grandfather. I learned from them both."

Song Yu's eyes flashed with admiration, "Then your great-grandfather and your grandfather's medical skills must be very superb. I really hope to have the opportunity to become their apprentice."

Gu Ranle waved his hand and poured cold water on him, "My great-grandfather no longer accepts disciples. My grandfather never accepts disciples. How about, uncle, you become my disciple? I have never accepted a disciple. You can be my only disciple, my last disciple. How about that?"

Song Yu looked at her with a bit of teasing in his eyes, "Then if I ask you to call me Master, what do you call me?"

Gu Ranle waved his hand and said nonchalantly: "Isn't this simple? Let's talk about our own affairs. You call me Master and I will call you Uncle. How about it?"

Song Yu was speechless and stood there in a daze, "..."

Seeing that he didn't respond, Gu Ranle urged again: "How is it, uncle?"

Song Yu smiled bitterly, "Not very good."

Gu Ranle looked puzzled. "Why? My medical skills are pretty good. Besides, I can ask my grandfather if I don't understand something. If my grandfather doesn't know, I can ask my great-grandfather. If you take me as your master, it's actually equivalent to getting guidance from three masters at once. Three! Don't you really want to consider it?"

As he spoke, Gu Ranle stretched out three fingers and waved them in front of Song Yu, trying his best to promote himself.

Song Yu still had a blank expression on his face, seemingly unmoved.

But in fact, it would be a lie to say that he wasn't moved.

How could I not be moved?

After all, being able to receive guidance from three highly skilled medical masters at once is an opportunity that many doctors like him dream of.

But one thing is to be moved, but becoming someone's disciple is another.

Although teachers have nothing to do with age and seniority, Gu Ranle grew up under his care.

She had called him uncle for so many years, and in his heart, he had always treated her as his daughter.

Now he is asked to call her Master. How can he say that?

Gu Ranle sighed, "Alas, uncle, you don't even know what you've missed. Well, I can't force you. In this case, you can't read the books in my study."

Song Yu snorted, "I'll watch as soon as you leave. It's none of your business anyway."

"I'll lock it up for a while."

"I'll ask a locksmith to open it, or if that doesn't work I'll just use force to open the lock."

"Uncle, although I am old, can you please have some dignity?"

"You also know that uncle is old, right? Do you know what it means to respect the elderly?"

"..."

Song Yu spread out the chapters in the two books he had read before that confused him in front of Gu Ranle.

"Please explain these two places to me in detail." There was a bit of seriousness and expectation in his tone.

Gu Ranle crossed his arms, a playful smile on his face, his eyes curved into crescent shapes, "Call me Master, and I will explain it to you."

Song Yu was unmoved, instead he urged: "Hurry up, don't dawdle, explain it to me clearly."

Gu Ranle still insisted, "Call me Master, or I won't explain."

Song Yu frowned, his tone was firm and unquestionable, "Your father and I are sworn brothers. According to seniority, you have to call me uncle, for the rest of your life."

Seeing Song Yu so persistent, Gu Ranle could only shake his head helplessly, with a smile on his face.

In fact, she just wanted to play a joke on Song Yu.

She herself is still a half-baked medical practitioner, how could she dare to accept an apprentice easily?

When her medical skills can reach the level of perfection of her great-grandfather, she will be qualified to talk about accepting disciples. Otherwise, wouldn’t she be misleading the students?

She glanced at the place Song Yu pointed out, and it happened that she knew a little about it.

So she cleared her throat and began to explain to Song Yu seriously.

After hearing this, Song Yu felt an indescribable excitement in his heart, as if the mystery that had been bothering him for years was suddenly illuminated by a ray of light, making him suddenly enlightened.

He couldn't help but sighed: "Little girl, you are really amazing!"

However, at this moment, sleepiness quietly came over me.

Gu Ranle shook his head and tried to open his eyes wide, but when he opened his mouth, his voice became unclear.

"Uncle, I feel so sleepy all of a sudden. I think I should go back. Fu Hanting and Grandpa Luo will come over soon. Please apologize to them for me..."

Before she finished her words, the doorbell rang urgently.

Song Yu stood up and walked quickly to the door to open it.

Standing outside the door were Fu Hanting and Mr. Luo.

"Where is Lele?" Fu Hanting asked with concern as soon as he entered the door.

"In the study." Song Yu replied.

At this time, Gu Ranle was trying hard to control his consciousness and not let himself fall asleep immediately.

She still wanted to arrange Mr. Luo's affairs before leaving, because she didn't know when she would be able to come again.

Within a few seconds, Fu Hanting and Mr. Luo appeared in the study.

Gu Ranle forced himself to cheer up and called out "Grandpa" and "Big Brother".

Mr. Luo saw at a glance that something was wrong with her and asked with concern: "Le Le, are you sleepy?"

Gu Ranle nodded gently, "I am a little sleepy, but I can still hold on. Grandpa, let me take your pulse."

Mr. Luo originally wanted to let her rest first, but when the words came to his lips, he suddenly realized something, and quickly changed his words and sat down next to her.

Just as Gu Ranle expected, Mr. Luo's physical condition has improved significantly.

All he needs to do is for Song Yu to continue treating him for a period of time, and he will be fine.

"Uncle, listen to me..."

Gu Ranle almost half closed his eyes as he explained the follow-up treatment plan to Song Yu.

After she said the last word, she completely lost consciousness and fell into a deep coma.

"LeLe she..."

Mr. Luo looked at Song Yu nervously, his eyes full of worry.

Song Yu gently picked her up and said, "She's fine, she just fell asleep again."

"When can he wake up?" Mr. Luo asked.

Song Yu shook his head. "I don't know. It may still be more than a month, or it may be shorter, or longer. I'll put her on the bed to rest first."

After he left with Gu Ranle in his arms, Grandpa Luo and Fu Hanting looked at each other, with confusion written all over their faces.

After a while, Song Yu returned to the study.

"Before you came, she asked me to say sorry to you on her behalf. She couldn't control herself from falling into a coma, and she couldn't predict when she would wake up. That's why, after waking up this time, she was eager to deal with all the things that she hadn't arranged before. Fortunately, you came at the last moment, and although time was tight, at least everything was explained. I believe she could feel at ease when she fell asleep." Song Yu explained.

"Doctor Song, what's wrong with Lele?" Old Master Luo couldn't help but ask.

Song Yu took a deep breath, with a hint of apology in his tone, "I'm sorry, I can't tell you everything. But there is one thing I can tell you for sure, she is fine, you don't have to worry."

Mr. Luo nodded to show his understanding. Everyone has their own secrets, and he didn't want to ask too much.

He didn't ask any more questions, but went to see Gu Ranle and then went downstairs.

Downstairs, he ran into Mr. Jiang, who also looked worried.

"LeLe she..."

Mr. Jiang was about to say something but stopped talking. From Mr. Luo's expression, he had already guessed the answer.

He took a deep breath and tried to calm down.

Thinking of Gu Ranle's previous instructions, he put on a smile and said to Mr. Luo, "Old Luo, please stay for dinner in the morning."

Mr. Luo was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Okay!"

It was still early for breakfast, so the two went for a walk in the yard.

Mr. Jiang seemed to be in a good mood and didn't look sad at all.

Mr. Luo finally couldn't help asking, "Old Jiang, aren't you worried about Lele at all?"

Mr. Jiang sighed and said, "What's the use of worrying? I have to take care of my old bones so that I can wait for Lele to wake up next time."

He did not tell Mr. Luo what Gu Ranle had said to him.

Some things can be said, and some things cannot be said.

The so-called soul travel sounds incredible, and the fewer people who know about it, the better.

Mr. Luo nodded and said, "Doctor Song seems to know something."

Mr. Jiang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Lele had said something to Song Yu?

Then he thought again, that girl has a very good relationship with Song Yu, so it is very likely that she told Song Yu.

"I'll ask later."

"I probably won't tell you."

"Then I also want to ask, why does a healthy person fall into a coma all the time?"

"Yes, this is extremely abnormal."

The two walked and talked, and before they knew it, the east was gradually getting brighter.

Its daybreak.

Life goes on as usual.

Li Shenzhi slept until eight o'clock in the morning.

He hadn't had a good full night's sleep in this period of time, and it was rare for him to sleep for a few hours.

When he woke up and didn't see Gu Ranle, he suddenly felt anxious.

When I called her, it was Song Yu who answered the phone.

"She fell asleep again. She said she put something in your pocket. Take a look."

Li Shenzhi quickly reached into his pocket and pulled out a few pieces of paper from his shirt pocket. After reading them, he sat upright on the sofa, remaining silent for a long time.

It wasn't until Mr. Jiang came back that he came to his senses.

"Are you awake? There's food left for you in the kitchen, go and eat."

Li Shenzhi nodded, but sat there without moving.

Seeing that he looked distracted, Mr. Jiang said, "Lele must have recorded something on your phone. Check it out."

Li Shen was stunned, then quickly turned on his cell phone.

He really found a video left by Gu Ranle in the photo album.