Chapter 1245 - 1217: Masters Face Off (Fourth Update)

Chapter 1245: Chapter 1217: Masters Face Off (Fourth Update)

Although Nong Yao had also learned Chinese well, listening to these things was quite strenuous for him. These characters individually seem understandable, but when put together, it’s just...

"Junior Sister, what dog are you talking about?" He didn’t understand much, just felt that the last word didn’t sound good.

Qian smiled gently and innocently, "What I meant by that sentence was, if I don’t learn well from Senior Brother, I’ll be a little dog. See, are the words ’dog’ next to each other in my sentence?"

Hmm, it seems right, but somehow feels strange?

Nong Yao silently noted this down, deciding to ask Huaoli, who is proficient in ancient literature, about it later. Of course, knowing what he did almost angered him to death, but that’s another story.

Right now, Nong Yao played up the role of green tea, while Qian expertly played the part of a pig eating a tiger, and the two had their first confrontation.

Qio Yu Xuan’s idea was that during the months when Qian was pregnant, she should not deal with overly tiring or mentally straining things and focus on guidance. So, Nong Yao took their first official meeting as a warm-up and didn’t plan to make it too difficult for her, just wanted to give Qian a little trouble to show the young girl the prowess of her senior brother.

Their destination was the same maternal and child health center as last time. Nong Yao was substituting for Qian for a class. In fact, he had previously been there to give lectures on end-of-life care in place of his mentor. Qian had shirked going that time and missed the chance to meet him, sending Dayi instead.

Dayi returned with very positive feedback, saying that Qio Yu Xuan’s top disciple lived up to his reputation, making very complex topics simple, which is true talent. Dayi admired him immensely.

When Qian arrived, she made a mental comparison. In terms of study, she was definitely behind Nong Yao. Nong Yao had been with Qio Yu Xuan for a long time, thoroughly researching the psychological characteristics of different age groups. For example, in organizing parent-child games for children, Qian needed Qio Yu Xuan’s notes to learn ahead, but Nong Yao could do it effortlessly, showing a significantly higher skill level.

But Qian was a bit unconvinced. She felt that in her area of expertise, she might not be too much worse than him, which she assessed before coming.

However, upon really hearing Nong Yao’s lecture and seeing his design segments, Qian was surprised.

Much better than she expected.

It was evident he was from Qio Yu Xuan’s lineage, with similar approaches to what Qio Yu Xuan gave Qian in notes, yet with differences, incorporating some of his own ideas. Qian instantly felt unsettled.

It seems strong hands have their strong hands, talented individuals have their talented individuals. She definitely couldn’t catch up anytime soon, and she wondered how long it would take to bridge such a gap.

Nong Yao, while demonstrating, also kept an eye on Qian, seeing her quietly sitting there attentively listening. Mischievous thoughts bubbled up in his mind, pondering how to put this young junior in her place.

When it ended, Nong Yao came to ask Qian, "Well, Junior Sister, is there anything unclear that you need me to—"

"Mr Chen! Mr Chen!" The head of the hospital’s pediatric department came over, interrupting Qian and Nong Yao’s conversation.

A woman carrying a baby was with him, the child in her arms looked as if they were only a month old.

"Sorry to bother you two, but I have a favor to ask. This is a friend of mine; she has some issues that she insists on consulting experts about. Since you’re here, could you lend a hand?"

Qian glanced over the attire and demeanor of the woman holding the child, understanding clearly this must be a local connection, from a family either wealthy or influential. These people typically have a characteristic: even though the outpatient doctor could solve their issues, they insist on finding experts through connections, otherwise they won’t be at ease.

"No need to be polite, please go ahead." Nong Yao smiled very warmly, but inwardly he was laughing nervously.

Normally, he wouldn’t deal with these miscellaneous things, wouldn’t do things without pay. He just wanted to take this opportunity to show off a bit to his pampered junior sister.

Qian noticed Nong Yao barely smiling genuinely, and instinctively recalled the two words Arka mentioned: green tea!

"It’s like this; since our child was born, they cry every night. We’ve done a thorough check-up, and everything is fine, but they keep crying non-stop. We’ve even tried methods for night crying babies without any effect. Do you experts have any good solutions?"

This was a small matter for Nong Yao; he wanted to test Qian, so he asked her.

"Junior Sister, do you have any good ideas?"

Qian actually had a grasp on it; she knew what to do but intentionally wanted to see how Nong Yao would handle it, so she played it humbly.

"Please, Senior Brother, enlighten me."

The conversation between the two was particularly interesting, speaking in very formal language. Nong Yao addressed Qian in English, while Qian responded in Chinese, both slightly pretentious, as if they’d watched too many crossover dramas.

Is she genuinely clueless, or just hiding it? Nong Yao’s intimidation didn’t provoke a response from Qian; she returned it softly. Nong Yao wanted Qian to take action, but Qian gently deflected it back. The woman holding the child was waiting, so Nong Yao couldn’t ignore her and thus asked directly.

"Do you have a nursery? Does the child sleep with you or in the nursery?"

"There is a separate nursery, but he won’t sleep there and insists on being held by us while crying loudly until exhausted and asleep."

"Is the nursery quiet?"

"Very quiet; all our glass is soundproof, very expensive and imported from abroad."

Upon hearing this, Nong Yao had an idea, "Go back and find some white noise recordings to play for the child before bedtime; don’t keep it too quiet."

Seeing the woman seem doubtful, Nong Yao explained, "This mimics the environment in the mother’s womb. The sounds a baby hears inside are similar to white noise. Too much silence will deprive them of a sense of safety, so don’t let them sleep in a wide-open space. You might incline their body slightly so their little feet can touch the crib rail, creating a mother-like environment for more security."

He spoke all in English, while Qian translated, and upon hearing, the woman nodded repeatedly.

Qian noted that what Nong Yao said was similar to what she knew, proving he’s a multi-talented psychiatric authority. The woman thanked them profusely, insisting on inviting Qian and Nong Yao to dinner, but both politely declined.

Qian noticed during the conversation that the woman yawned several times, seemingly very tired.

Seeing neither was going, the woman no longer insisted, offering thanks and then leaving.

Upon leaving the hospital, Nong Yao asked Qian, "On that matter just now, do you have any thoughts or insights?"

Having not tested Qian’s abilities once, he was a bit unsatisfied and sought another chance to ask.

"I think the likelihood of somatic anxiety is possible," Qian answered.

"The chance of a baby having something like that is about as much as you getting hit by a meteor while walking!" Nong Yao retorted, thinking little of this girl, blurting nonsense, serious and misrepresenting!