Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

Yan Xiaoxiao squeezed in and saw Teacher Zhao fainted on the ground in the room, his face pale and being held in the arms of a man in a Zhongshan suit.

There was a middle-aged woman standing next to her, looking fierce but weak, and next to her was a young man who looked somewhat similar to her.

Yan Xiaoxiao squatted down without saying a word and was about to take Teacher Zhao's pulse, and the middle-aged man did not stop her.

Instead, she was pushed by the middle-aged woman, "Why are you pushing the crowd, little girl? Is this where you came from?"

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't move, but the middle-aged woman took two steps back before she could stand firm.

Yan Xiaoxiao's cold gaze fell on her, making her shiver all over.

Yan Xiaoxiao didn't have time to care about her now. She took off her coat and spread it on the ground, then said to the middle-aged man holding Teacher Zhao, "Uncle, I am Teacher Zhao's student. I know some medical skills. Let me show them to you."

Fifth Aunt also squeezed in and was shocked to see the situation. She quickly squatted down to help lay the person down.

Yan Xiaoxiao placed three fingers on Teacher Zhao's pulse, and the middle-aged man's eyes shrank when he saw it.

It is said that an expert can tell whether something is good or not just by one look. The little girl's skillful movements are not simple at first glance.

After taking the pulse carefully, Yan Xiaoxiao pretended to take out a cloth bag from her pocket and opened it. The people around her exclaimed, and they saw rows of golden needles fixed inside the cloth bag.

Yan Xiaoxiao stroked with her fingers, and suddenly three golden needles appeared on her hands. Without her making any movement, they were inserted into Teacher Zhao's head. Everyone around her held their breath.

"Unbutton the teacher's clothes!" Yan Xiaoxiao's words were brief and powerful. The calmness in her tone calmed the flustered man, and he quickly unbuttoned the old man's shirt.

Yan Xiaoxiao's hand stroked the golden needles again. This time she held five golden needles in her hand. With a wave of her hand, the golden needles instantly inserted into the position of Teacher Zhao's heart in his chest.

Yan Xiaoxiao stretched out her hand and carefully flicked each of the golden needles. With this flick, the spiritual energy flowed along the golden needles into Teacher Zhao's body. The golden needles instantly began to vibrate with a buzzing sound, and the spiritual energy was melted into his body in the vibration.

"You little girl, you are trying to kill my old man! Why don't you stop it now!"

Yan Xiaoxiao reached out to the three golden needles on the old man's head. She gently twisted one of them, ignoring the middle-aged woman's shouting.

When the middle-aged woman saw this, she reached out to push Yan Xiaoxiao again.

The fifth aunt moved her body to block in front of Yan Xiaoxiao, "You, don't you see that my Xiaoxiao is saving people? Everyone knows that doctors cannot be disturbed when they are giving acupuncture. What do you mean by this? Oh, I see, Teacher Zhao, you didn't do this, did you? Are you afraid that the old man will wake up and come after you?"

The middle-aged woman's thoughts were exposed, and her eyes dodged, "What a joke, this is my old man, how can I harm him!"

Fifth Aunt smiled coldly, "That's hard to say!"

The woman wanted to say something else, but the man stopped her, "Chen Zhaodi, shut up!"

The woman was stunned for a moment, then she shouted in grievance and anger: "Well, Zhao Cheng, I gave birth to three sons for your Zhao family. Even if I didn't make any contributions, I worked hard. Is this how you treat me?"

She sat down on the ground and began to cry: "Oh my God! Are you going to let me live? Your kindness is taken for granted. It's so unfair!"

Yan Xiaoxiao had a cold face and said nothing. The other teachers were also dumbfounded.

Although they were all from the countryside and had seen the village aunts and aunties throwing tantrums, they had never seen anyone crying and making a fuss like this over a disagreement. The noise was so loud that it made people's ears buzz.

Especially when she didn't know whether her father-in-law was alive or dead.

Chen Zhaodi cried and secretly looked at her man. Seeing that Zhao Cheng had no intention of comforting her, she opened her mouth wide, "Oh my God! Uh, cough cough!"

Something entered her mouth and Chen Zhaodi started coughing violently.

If anyone around you has a mouth, shut it immediately.

It seemed like a black thing, it couldn't be a bird. Several people looked up at the sky, but they only saw the blue sky and white clouds, without any trace of a bird.

Seeing that many people were looking up at the sky, Chen Zhaodi's face changed. Apparently, she thought of a possibility and tried to dry heave but couldn't vomit anything.

Chen Youfu looked at his sister impatiently and had no intention of going forward to help her.

Yan Xiaoxiao carefully twisted the golden needle inserted into Teacher Zhao's head, then carefully removed it and put it away. Now only the golden needle in the heart was still buzzing.

Yan Xiaoxiao took Teacher Zhao's pulse again, sighed inwardly, took out a small porcelain bottle, poured out a pill from it and was about to put it into Teacher Zhao's mouth.

The sharp shouting sounded again, "What are you doing, you little bitch? Who allowed you to feed medicine to my old man casually? Can this medicine be taken carelessly?"

Chen Zhaodi got up and was about to pounce on Yan Xiaoxiao, but the moment she stood up, she felt dizzy and fell to the ground again, unable to move.

The corners of his mouth were trembling and he didn't even have the strength to speak. All that remained was a pair of frightened eyes wide open with his eyeballs still moving.

Zhao Cheng lowered his head and said nothing, making it impossible to see his expression.

Yan Xiaoxiao fed the medicine into Teacher Zhao's mouth, and when she saw him swallow it unconsciously, she began to twist the golden needle in his chest.

She twisted all the golden needles before pulling them out one by one and putting them away.

At this time, everyone present also noticed that Teacher Zhao's complexion was much better than before. When the sound of an ambulance sounded in the distance, Teacher Zhao slowly opened his eyes.

"Dad, how are you? Are you feeling unwell? The ambulance is here, I'll take you to the hospital!" Teacher Zhao's eyes were a little blurry and it took a long time for them to focus.

Looking at his son kneeling in front of him and crying bitterly, he sighed and said nothing.

When the medical staff arrived, they first gave Teacher Zhao a simple check-up and made sure that he could move before putting him on a stretcher.

Before Teacher Zhao was carried away, he opened his mouth and silently said thank you to Yan Xiaoxiao!

Yan Xiaoxiao gave him a comforting look, and at the same time took out a porcelain bottle exactly the same as the one she had given him before, and pointed at it.

Teacher Zhao immediately understood what she meant and put his hand with difficulty on the porcelain bottle in his trouser pocket.

The two of them communicated without saying a word, but they both understood what the other meant.

Even Chen Zhaodi was taken to the ambulance.

The crowd gradually dispersed, and Yan Xiaoxiao frowned as she watched the ambulance driving out of the school gate.

Because Teacher Zhao is in the hospital, their class today is taught by another teacher. The competition time is getting closer, so they have to seize the time.

At night, Yan Xiaoxiao went directly back to the bamboo forest through the teleportation array and found Jingxin practicing in front of his master's grave.

Yan Xiaoxiao discovered that Jingxin liked her master's grave just like she did.

After listening to scriptures for two hours, Yan Xiaoxiao started to cook. Jingxin helped to light the fire, and soon four dishes and a soup were ready.

The two hadn't eaten together for several days, and they were still eating quietly separately, but the atmosphere was harmonious.

It was already past ten o'clock in the evening when Yan Xiaoxiao returned to the school dormitory. After washing up, she lay on the bed and sighed comfortably.

After a few seconds she suddenly sat up and disappeared into the room.