Reborn As Lucky Star

All the way down, Si Xi was driving while her mind raced.

Yan Sinian sat in the back, his overly pale skin was tinged with a faint red.

Although his face remained expressionless, the tips of his fingers resting on the seat were slightly twitching.

"We've arrived!"

The car stopped in front of a five-story building.

The walls were snow-white, but there were no signs indicating its use.

Si Xi got out and dutifully opened the back seat door for Yan Sinian.

"Be careful, senior, don't hit your head."

After getting out of the car, Yan Sinian gave her an inscrutable look.

"Your imagination is quite rich."

"Huh?" Si Xi scratched her head, wondering if her expression was really that obvious.

Could it be that the senior realized she was actually imagining him?

Probably—not.

Yue Qingqing didn't notice the sudden awkward atmosphere between the two and walked into the building.

Once inside, she discovered a hidden world, it was actually an ultra-advanced hospital.

"This is the medical department of our Supernatural Management Bureau, small but fully equipped, all instruments are the most advanced internationally. Let me show you around."

Anyone working in the Supernatural Management Bureau, even medical staff, are naturally cultivators.

Due to limitations in cultivation base, these people couldn't resurrect the dead like the medical predecessors in Yue Qingqing's past life.

But with the aid of Spiritual Energy, they achieved some peculiar effects.

For example, anesthetists who could put patients to sleep without anesthetics.

Surgeons who could suture with Spiritual Energy leaving no scars.

Among them, popular cosmetic surgeons capable of facial adjustments were particularly favored by women.

However, these people all showed excitement upon seeing Yan Sinian.

Each of them craned their necks, eager to come out and watch.

Some, indeed, had the nerve to strike up a conversation.

"Senior, I saw the recording of your surgery in America, your hands were incredibly steady."

"I recently read your paper published last month, how did you come up with such a treatment method, it's truly astounding, making me realize for the first time that being a doctor also requires imagination."

"I particularly admire what you achieved last year..."

Once someone started, almost all the doctors in the medical department swarmed over.

Chattering incessantly, they seemed eager to hold an interview or exchange meeting.

Si Xi had to cough heavily.

"The senior has other matters today, don't pester him with endless questions."

Clearly, Si Xi held a degree of authority in the department, the crowd had no choice but to reluctantly disperse upon hearing her.

Yue Qingqing had only heard of her senior brother's reputation before, but it was her first time witnessing such a crowd.

Knowing that as cultivators most were proud, the level of admiration one person inspired could only indicate Yan Shixiong's excellence.

Si Xi brought the two to the prepared operating room.

"The surgery will be performed here tomorrow, if there's anything you need, just let me know."

Yan Sinian glanced around, nodding in satisfaction.

Yue Qingqing reminded, "I've noticed Uncle's spiritual power is somewhat scattered, senior brother, be extra cautious when linking spiritual power during the surgery tomorrow."

Si Xi couldn't help but interject, "What does linking spiritual power mean?"

Yue Qingqing explained.

"Senior brother possesses an ability to link with others' spiritual power, provided it's undefended, so he can sense their emotions, including joy, anger, sorrow, and so on."

"Senior brother mentioned before, brain surgery differs from ordinary operations, often requiring the patient to be awake during surgery, hence he needs to link with Uncle's spiritual power to help stabilize it and better perform the surgery."

Si Xi couldn't help but widen her eyes, linking spiritual power?

No wonder she felt as if her thoughts were enveloped by something during the drive.

She believed as a cultivator, she'd sense any danger, so she didn't concern herself too much.

Now, thinking back—