After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 538: Going on the Trending Search Again, A Slap in the Face Warning (1)

“I—I don’t know,” the maid stammered, visibly shaken. “Miss Ji has been weak but hadn’t coughed up blood before. Just moments ago, she coughed up a significant amount. The doctor has already been summoned.”

Ji Qingwei’s frail health always hovered on the brink of a crisis, prompting the Ji family to retain a dedicated team of physicians to avert any emergencies.

It had been quite some time since Ji Qingwei last experienced such a severe symptom. What was the cause for this sudden unexpected change?

Without another thought for Master Zhuang, Lady Ji hurriedly followed the maid to the inner chamber, her heart racing with worry.

Master Zhuang, too, was startled and concerned. “Did something startle Qingwei today?” he wondered aloud.

“Master Yu often spends time chatting with Miss Ji,” Butler Ji mused, perplexed. “There’s no draft in the inner chamber, so she shouldn’t have been exposed to any irritants.”

“Indeed, one must take great care of their health,” Master Zhuang sighed.

“Without good health, everything else is secondary.”

Butler Ji managed a bitter smile. “Young Master Yu Yao is also assisting in finding doctors. Let’s hope Miss recovers swiftly.”

The miraculous healing of Yu Yao within “Eternity” by the legendary Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand was no secret within the Ji household.

They had considered allowing Ji Qingwei to explore the holographic game in hopes of encountering the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand or perhaps an NPC skilled in medicine.

Unfortunately, Ji Qingwei’s physical condition was too frail to withstand the rigors of the gaming pod.

“Gu Huiyan lacks discernment; we don’t need his approval,” Master Zhuang confidently packed the embroidery. “In my estimation, Qingwei’s ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains’ is sure to take the top prize.”

The International Youth Cultural Exhibition limits participation to those aged 16 to 22.

With his keen eye, Master Zhuang understood the calibre of youths within this age range.

Skilled embroiderers were rare, and those who could conceive a work like ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains’ were even rarer.

Ji Qingwei was destined to win, and Master Zhuang’s reputation as her teacher would soar.

The frustration Butler Ji felt from Gu Huiyan’s dismissal dissipated, “I’ll see Master Zhuang out.” Master Zhuang nodded his agreement.

With the embroidery in hand, he also booked a flight to the Western Continent.

Two days later, at the “Graceful Beauty” magazine office.

“Come, come, come, Qingqing,” Tang Qiao greeted with a cheerful smile. “Here are the three outfits you’ll be wearing, and these are the antiques you’ll be photographed with. I’ve reserved several color pages for you, we must capture your beauty. ”

“Thank you, Sister Tang,” Si Fuqing approached, her interest piqued by one item in particular. “Is this a general’s sword from the Great Xia Dynasty?” In addition to the sword, there were a vase and a jewelry box.

“Yes, they weren’t easy to borrow,” Tang Qiao explained. “They must be returned to the Heaven Earth Alliance Museum by tomorrow.”

Si Fuqing nodded and proceeded to the makeup room with the makeup artist and stylist.

The Photoshoot went exceptionally well.

Tang Qiao couldn’t help but exclaim, “Yanqing, your artist truly is born for the camera. I’ve seen many acclaimed actors and actresses, and international models, but none control the camera like your artist.”

“Stop, you’ll make her ego more boosted,” Sang Yanqing complained. “Who’s getting boosted?” Si Fuqing returned from behind the screen, sword in hand. “I’ve always been modest.”

Sang Yanqing remained expressionless, “I’ll opt not to burst your bubble.” Indeed, claiming to be everyone’s father while insisting on modesty?

“Well done, we’ve finished early today,” Tang Qiao checked the time. “Let’s have dinner together, my treat.”

The editorial staff cheered.

“It’s rare for Sister Tang to treat, we must take full advantage.”

“Thanks to Miss Si, she’s not like other stars with high demands. Remember

Tong Luoyun—”

“Shh! Sang Sister is here.”

The speaker quickly silenced themselves, casting a wary glance at Sang Yanqing, who showed no reaction.

“Qingqing, I’ve registered you,” Sang Yanqing inquired. “What about your embroidery?”

Si Fuqing looked up, “Oh? I’ve already given it away.”

“Then just draw something casual,” Sang Yanqing suggested. “The registration requires a piece of work. Remember, anything will do. Here are some brushes and rice paper.”

Si Fuqing rolled up her sleeves, “Alright then.”

As she prepared her colors and ground the ink, she began to draw casually, even taking a call.

It was from Gu Wenzhu.

“Hello, Yun Lan,” Gu Wenxu said. “Calvin and Xia Zuo you wanted to contact are now free and have arrived in Great Xia. Send me the address and contact details of the person you’re introducing, and I’ll pass them on. They’ll head there next..”