After Rebirth, the Celebrity Daughter is the Medical Expert!-Chapter 247 - 172: Second Update

The sky was the palest blue.

After seeing Shi Wangyue off down the mountain, Ning Youguang slowly walked along the valley and up a small ridge.

Suddenly, her eyes brightened.

She saw the incredibly magnificent mountains, the snow peaks of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau under the pure sky, breathtakingly beautiful.

"It’s beautiful, isn’t it?" someone asked from behind.

A somewhat familiar voice.

Ning Youguang turned her head and saw a young man whose clothes seemed a bit messy but were actually meticulously coordinated.

He was holding a camera, taking pictures of the snowy mountains opposite.

In a place like this, wearing such flamboyant clothes, he’s one of a kind.

She chuckled lightly, "What a coincidence."

"It is quite a coincidence," the young man raised an eyebrow slightly, "What brings you to Qinghai?"

"I’ve come for a retreat."

"Oh, retreat again," the young man sighed lightly, sitting down on a stone beside her.

"And you?" Ning Youguang asked.

"I’m here for a retreat too," the young man replied.

"Then why didn’t I see your name in front of the meditation room?" She didn’t believe him.

"Why so particular, Professor Ning?" the young man muttered, "I’m here seeking inspiration."

"So you told everyone you came for a retreat?" Ning Youguang raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, the company is already pushing me for the next season’s designs," the young man said, a gloom spreading between his brows.

"Oh." Ning Youguang nodded, "Got any new ideas lately?"

"Inspiration comes and goes. Every time I try to grasp it, it slips away," the young man said helplessly, rubbing his brow.

He took off his large black sunglasses, revealing a pale face, handsome with a hint of mischief.

He was Jiang Han, a currently internationally renowned fashion designer from China and one of Ning Youguang’s mentees.

Whenever his creativity dried up, he would release a message saying he needed to retreat.

In reality, these retreats were just travels to find inspiration.

Interestingly, today, someone genuinely retreating under the guise of traveling met someone genuinely traveling under the guise of retreating.

"In this world, every person, every leaf, every building, even every breath of wind and beam of sunlight, are sources of my inspiration," Ning Youguang said softly.

Jiang Han put down the camera and looked at Ning Youguang with a smile, "Have you seen my interview?"

On the hillside, the pure sunlight seemed to dispel the gloom on his face, adding sincerity to his originally mischievous smile.

"Just happened to see it," Ning Youguang said.

Jiang Han’s smile deepened, "I guess Professor Ning and I are truly connected. How about we keep each other company tonight?"

Ning Youguang looked at him warmly, without speaking.

Jiang Han covered his face, and after a long silence, said with a face full of dejection, "Professor Ning, this time out, I found that looking at mountains and water doesn’t help."

He sighed deeply, "Tell me, have I exhausted my talents?"

Ning Youguang then turned her head to look into the distance, "When I’m in the city for too long, I sometimes want to escape, want to stretch my legs without touching steel and concrete, even if it’s a short departure, to reach a vast space where I can stand on the mountain tops conversing with the sun, moon, and stars, dive into the sea and rivers to talk, shake hands with every tree, whisper with every blade of grass, all of which make me feel more comfortable than being imprisoned in one place."

"I often feel the same," Jiang Han stood up, sitting side by side with Ning Youguang, eyes on the horizon, "The problem is, even when I escape here, it doesn’t feel much better."

"Your heart isn’t here," Ning Youguang said softly.

Jiang Han was silent for a long time and then said, "I feel a bit tired."

"You need tranquility," Ning Youguang said, "Find your heart in the calm."

"Haven’t I come to the last pure land on earth?" Jiang Han raised an eyebrow, with sharply trimmed eyebrows that made him seem difficult to approach.

Indeed, he wasn’t the easiest to talk to; those familiar with Master Designer Jiang knew he had a terrible temper.

Particular and hard to deal with.

"But your heart isn’t calm." So going anywhere would be in vain.

"Professor Ning can see the essence at a glance."

"Without thoughts, there is tranquility, in tranquility, spirit communicates."

Upon hearing Ning Youguang’s words, Jiang Han suddenly burst into laughter. After laughing, he wiped the corner of his eye, "I still enjoy talking with you. However, I wish Professor Ning could be a bit simpler and more direct. You might as well say my desires are too heavy."

Ning Youguang laughed softly, "I’m afraid that if I say it directly, you won’t be able to handle it."

Jiang Han slowly shook his head, "If anyone else said this, I might be angry, but because it’s you, Professor Ning."

He paused, and his handsome face calmed down, "It’s hard to find someone I can speak my mind to these days."

The deception in the Vanity Fair does indeed wear people out.

Ning Youguang gathered the smile on her lips, but in Jiang Han’s eyes, her picturesque brows and eyes only became gentler and purer.

"I once had many rules and restrictions for myself, strongly resisted many things, set many shackles on my life, but later, I discovered I could break many things, and this feeling is wonderful."

Jiang Han pondered for a while, "Is this what you mean by resetting your mindset to zero?"

Ning Youguang nodded, "You can think of it that way."

"Is there more?" Jiang Han adopted a posture like a student learning eagerly and asked seriously.

When he became serious, he seemed a bit forceful, yet it gave an impression of reliability, a true sense of seriousness in doing business, far from his seemingly unreliable exterior.

Almost like a lunatic.

Uh...

Actually, there is some truth in judging by appearances; in many people’s eyes, Jiang Han is indeed a lunatic.

"I’ll have to charge," Ning Youguang said.

"No problem." Jiang Han lacked nothing, especially not money.

Under his name were several of today’s hottest fashion brands in China, and it’s not an exaggeration to say he made money hand over fist.

Professor Ning earned his money with great justification.

She would never work for free for a heartless businessman.

"Heartless businessman" was the nickname Professor Ning privately gave Jiang Han because his clothes were ridiculously expensive and hard to buy, deceiving many young Chinese people.

Among these young people, quite a few were her students.

Every time Professor Ning lectured, seeing those students dressed like ghosts under the self-impression of being trendy, it gave her a headache.

Therefore, she often cursed Jiang Han, the instigator of these monstrosities, in her heart.

"You need to understand hope and fear are your enemies, they destroy the peace within your heart. Hope deceives you into futile efforts and leaves you greatly disappointed, while fear paralyzes you within the cage of a false identity. When you begin to see how ’self’ controls your heart, and as you witness the continual deception by ’self’, you can open up a space for freedom, letting go of attachments, and you’ll have a new experience that will refresh and clear your mind, bringing vastness and clarity."