Seven-Step Prince

Chapter 1339: 1338: A Qualitative Leap

Chapter 1339: Chapter 1338: A Qualitative Leap

Han Xiaofeng’s parents asked Cao Ling to find Ye Qiu, but Cao Ling certainly didn’t want to go. After all, going meant she would have to ask Ye Qiu for help.

She had already asked Ye Qiu for help several times for the sake of her grandfather and uncle, and she felt a bit embarrassed to face Ye Qiu again.

“Cao Ling, it’s not that Aunt doesn’t want to go, but it’s because Doctor Ye doesn’t want to treat Xiaofeng,”

Han Xiaofeng’s mother said.

Cao Ling glanced at her grandfather, and Old Cao said, “You should first go and find Ye Qiu yourselves. If he’s unwilling, then I’ll have Cao Ling go.”

Upon hearing Old Cao’s words, Han Xiaofeng’s parents had no choice but to go personally to Ye Qiu’s house to find him.

At that moment, after having dinner with Liu Lingxiu, who had bought groceries for the meal, Ye Qiu drove Liu Lingxiu back to Jin University Campus.

When he drove to the girls’ dormitory and Liu Lingxiu got out of the car, Ye Qiu drove back to the Peach Blossom Source Villa Community.

Upon returning to the villa gate, he unexpectedly saw a Jeep parked there. Initially, he thought it was Cao Ling who had come.

He didn’t expect it to be a pair of unfamiliar middle-aged couples. Based on their appearance and resemblance to Han Xiaofeng, he guessed that they were likely Han Xiaofeng’s parents.

Ye Qiu didn’t greet them and headed into the ground floor of the villa. Han Xiaofeng’s parents hurriedly followed him.

“Doctor Ye, we are Xiaofeng’s parents, and we are here to apologize to you.”

Their purpose in coming to apologize was merely to ask Ye Qiu to treat Han Xiaofeng. If it were in the past, these two definitely wouldn’t have done such a thing.

But now, they had no other choice.

Ye Qiu glanced at them and asked, “What’s wrong with your precious son?”

“He has cold back syndrome. The night before last, Xiaofeng suddenly developed symptoms of a cold back out of nowhere,”

Han Xiaofeng’s mother, Major Zhang, hurriedly said.

Ye Qiu already knew this without them needing to say it.

“Cold back? I can’t treat that,”

Ye Qiu said directly.

“How is that possible? We heard you can treat any illness,”

Major Zhang continued.

Currently, Han Xiaofeng’s mother is one of the leaders of the Jinling Military Region’s Arts Troupe, holding a rank of Major, and Han Xiaofeng’s father is a Colonel and a regiment-level officer. Given his age, he is destined for a bright future and should reach the deputy division level before turning fifty.

Han Xiaofeng’s father, Han Fazhan, wore a righteous look, exuding an air of authority, but Ye Qiu didn’t even glance at him and naturally didn’t regard him at all.

After all, to him, even Old Cao was nothing, let alone this Han Fazhan in front of him.

Han Fazhan was truly surprised. The seemingly ordinary young man in front of him showed no change in his expression at all.

Could it be that the other party is really connected to the Ye Family in the Capital City?

As Han Fazhan looked at Ye Qiu’s face, the more he looked, the more he felt it resembled that of the eldest young master of the Ye Family.

“When I say it can’t be treated, it can’t be treated, begging me won’t help,”

Ye Qiu said coldly.

Han Fazhan and his wife suddenly fell silent.

Either Ye Qiu genuinely couldn’t treat it, or he was unwilling to. The two of them felt that Ye Qiu simply wasn’t willing to treat their son.

“Doctor Ye, then we apologize for bothering you,”

Han Fazhan and his wife left and got into their car, having no choice but to drive away.

Ye Qiu couldn’t be bothered to pay attention; without giving them a lesson, they really thought they were something special.

Ye Qiu went upstairs, took a shower, went back to his room, played some games, and continued with his cultivation.

For the past two nights, because he was with Liu Lingxiu, he hadn’t cultivated, but now, without Liu Lingxiu around and since it wasn’t snowing outside, with a bit of moonlight, he could continue cultivating.

Early the next morning, Ye Qiu had just woken up when he received a call from Cao Ling.

“Ye Qiu, are you up?”

“Just got up.”

“I have something to discuss with you this morning. Where should I meet you?”

“Jin University!”

This week, Ye Qiu also had exams in four subjects, but he wasn’t sure of the exact dates, so he needed to ask Luo Yang and the others.

After freshening up and having breakfast, he put on a jacket and went to the Jin University Campus. Upon visiting the boys’ dormitory, he found out there were two exams tomorrow and one each of the following two days.

Today, Luo Yang and the rest were mostly focused on reviewing. Ye Qiu had already helped them predict the exam content, and in these days, they just needed to memorize the content thoroughly.

Given their memory, there definitely wouldn’t be any issues.

Since that was the case, Ye Qiu left the dormitory, and since he had nothing to do at Jin University, he planned to leave with Cao Ling once she arrived.

At that moment, his phone rang again. Initially, he thought it was a call from Cao Ling, but it turned out to be Lin Wanqing calling.

“Ye Qiu, do you have time?”

“What’s up?”

“I have an exam today, can you come over to watch?”

“Where’s the exam?”

“At the music room next to the library.”

Clearly, Lin Wanqing’s exam focused on piano performance. Playing the piano well would earn her credits and a ranking for her major.

The night before last, when it snowed heavily, Lin Wanqing realized the true essence and creative background of the piece “Untitled” that Ye Qiu had played.

Under these circumstances, yesterday, when she played it for her parents, Lin Wanqing’s parents felt she played it very well, much like the realm of Ye Qiu’s performance.

Today, facing two proctors during her exam and with the recording process, she wanted Ye Qiu to be present to watch.

Ye Qiu went over to the library music room, and just as he entered, a student majoring in piano from the Music Academy had just finished playing. With the proctors and some students listening, the performance was recorded.

The evaluation was based entirely on the recording.

Ye Qiu sat next to Lin Wanqing, and she whispered, “It’s not my turn yet, but I’m very confident.”

Lin Wanqing increasingly realized Ye Qiu’s prowess, feeling that every word he had spoken made so much sense. For a piano piece, she must understand the composer’s background and intentions.

In the past, Lin Wanqing didn’t understand, believing that as long as she played the notes according to the sheet music, it would be fine. Now she realized that was a grave mistake.

At 9:15 in the morning, when it was Lin Wanqing’s turn, she introduced her name, class, major, and the piano piece she would perform.

She then sat before the piano, concentrated, and quickly entered the realm similar to that snowy night. When she fully performed the piece “Untitled,” both proctors and the students in the audience were stunned.

In this world, such beautiful music existed, and somehow, after hearing it, they had the urge to cry.

This time, Ye Qiu could see that Lin Wanqing had made a qualitative improvement in her piano skills.