The Sweet Life of Superstar and His Goddess Wife
Chapter 118: Snatching Someone from a Female Ghost’s Hand

Chapter 118: 118: Snatching Someone from a Female Ghost’s Hand

The filming site of "Fahai Doesn’t Understand Love".

Jiang Nuo, dressed in monk’s attire, was acting, while Mu Qiuniang sat beside him playing with her phone. Last time Jiang Nuo posted on Weibo, asking fans to praise her, promising chicken feet as a reward to those who did well. This seemed to have opened up a peculiar door — every fan constantly begged for "gifts," willing to offer their fervent love.

There were even some who went to Mu Qiuniang’s Weibo, fervently praising Jiang Nuo, hoping for chicken feet.

Mu Qiuniang found it amusing and replied under their comment: [Can do, give me your address.]

Her post caused quite a stir, as a bunch of fans left comments below, praising Jiang Nuo and asking for chicken feet.

Fans: [City folks sure know how to play; just say nice things and you get Goddess brand chicken feet, simply love it!]

[Ho ho ho... I’m here to respond, Goddess, remember to pick me. Among the crowd, I spotted you instantly. I dare not say you’re the most outstanding among them, but I can say you’re the handsomest among them.]

[Wait, above, dare you say our king doesn’t have talent? I’ll smack you with a brick.]

...

Missing out on the last batch of chicken feet, Li Qiqi bit her handkerchief in frustration. Seeing the goddess picking names this time, she immediately sent a message: [@Jiang Nuo, this person is the charming heartthrob adored by everyone, every flower blooms at his sight, with an enchanting figure loved by every maiden worldwide, pursued by crazed female fans wherever he goes, a cosmically handsome gentleman...]

Mu Qiuniang nearly couldn’t find a break, replying with two words: [Talented indeed.]

Li Qiqi: [So, Goddess, do you have chicken feet?]

She had just posted when some fans protested: [Above, I remember you, you received a hand-embroidered handkerchief from the goddess, and you still wish for goddess’s chicken feet? You’re too greedy, outrageous!]

[Yeah, yeah, if you want chicken feet, hand over the handkerchief first.]

[Give up the handkerchief and there will be no consequences.]

...

Mu Qiuniang watched the lively quarrel, posting a comment: [What handkerchief?]

Quickly, some fans gave her the back story. Some even smart ones uncovered the truth: [Goddess, if you don’t know the handkerchief, could it be the king stole your handkerchief and gave it to someone? Baby is shocked, a bit overwhelmed.]

[Goddess, don’t make the king kneel on a washboard, it’s too hard, I feel for him. I think, it’s better if he kneels on instant noodles, as long as they don’t crunch.]

[Ill-intentioned one above, are you even a real fan? Are you truly supportive? I think, just kneel on blades, can be reused, saves money.]

[Blades more expensive than washboards?]

...

Seeing their contradictory statements, Mu Qiuniang was speechless for a while. Are they urging her to punish, or not to punish? Why does it feel like these fans are just watching the chaos unfold?

She was still on Weibo when an unknown call came through.

"Sister-in-law Jiang, it’s me, Song Weiming. I have a situation here, might need you to come over, are you available?"

"Head out first."

"I rescued someone from a ghost hand."

Mu Qiuniang was a little surprised. It’s only been a few days, and Song Weiming, who had the Peace Knot, encountered a ghost again? His luck is too bad, huh? Looks like that Peace Knot has been scrapped again.

"Alright, send me the address. I’ll come over."

Seeing Jiang Nuo still filming, Mu Qiuniang informed Lu Mingchen and took a cab to the address Song Weiming sent.

Getting off the car, she saw a group of people gathered below a building, shouting "help" and saying a little girl had fallen.

Mu Qiuniang’s heart skipped a beat. She quickly approached and saw a little girl, about six or seven years old, lying in the flowerbed under the building, her life status unknown. A group of people surrounded her, too scared to touch her, some calling, and others shouting for help.

It seemed that, at this point, the child’s parents had not yet appeared.

"How pitiful, so young and yet fell off!"

"I saw her falling from that building myself, seven or eight stories high. Who knows if she can survive."

"Her parents, no idea where they are, leaving a child unattended, look what’s happened, terrifying!"

...

"Let me through, I’m a doctor." Mu Qiuniang squeezed through the crowd, pulling out a set of silver needles, and started working on the little girl. The girl was severely injured; she had fallen onto a large tree beside, caught by the branches, then dropped into the flowerbed.

As a result, her head was gashed, and her skull slightly displaced, but she hadn’t died immediately.

But if left any longer, without intervention, she probably wouldn’t make it.

And if an ordinary doctor came, who wasn’t a cultivator like her, they wouldn’t be able to save her either.

Mu Qiuniang, without hesitation, used spiritual power to transform the "Revitalizing Pill" into a liquid form, pouring it into the little girl’s mouth, aiding her body’s functions to quickly restore vitality. Simultaneously, she aligned the girl’s bone setting, infusing spiritual power while doing so, repairing it.

Just before the girl drew her last breath, she had half restored her body, snatching back her vital signs.

Why say half-restored?

Because falling from such a height without sustaining any injuries would be a "miracle." To avoid any trouble, they could only let the girl recover halfway — at least she was out of life-threatening danger. So that she could be fully treated and recover in the future, no chances of broken limbs.

Mu Qiuniang’s actions were so quick that people only saw her swiftly pinning needles, then feeling around on the little girl, and they noticed her complexion significantly improved.

At that moment, the little girl’s grandfather, who went to the nearby supermarket downstairs, rushed over and cried out, wanting to get over: "My dear granddaughter, what’s happened to you?!"

"Old man, lower your voice, the doctor’s saving her, don’t disturb her." Someone held back the grandpa who almost rushed in.

The grandpa saw someone saving her and couldn’t help shedding tears: "My dear granddaughter..." He felt so unwell that his voice turned hoarse, "It’s all grandpa’s fault. I shouldn’t have left you home alone while I went shopping."

Hearing this, onlookers felt sympathy, seeing the grandpa almost crying himself unconscious. While blaming him for leaving the child home alone, they couldn’t say much.

Falling from such a height, they couldn’t guarantee that the child could still be saved.

The grandpa’s neighbors even asked if he should inform his son and daughter-in-law who were at work? After all, such a big incident...

"Notify them, definitely..." he said while crying, "My son will surely hate me. It’s all my fault that my dear granddaughter ended up like this. My sweet granddaughter...if you die, there’s no meaning for grandpa to live!"

After a while, Mu Qiuniang finally stopped her hands.

Grandpa tremblingly asked, "My granddaughter...is she still alive?"

At this moment, he was so afraid. If this person told him that she couldn’t be saved, there was no way...

He could no longer go on either!

Just in a split second, the grandpa had resolved to end his own life, awaiting Mu Qiuniang’s answer to determine his fate of life or death.

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