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Days of Living with My Sister-in-Law-Chapter 235: The First Time I Felt Chen Xiaobei Was So Handsome
The moment he spoke, everyone was stunned. If the lead surgeon couldn’t even figure out what had happened and had to ask others, wasn’t that just insane?
In just a few seconds, Qin Shihua had turned into a bloody mess. It was hopeless. Her body was already covered with pustules, and now they were gushing blood like countless fountains, impossible to stop!
At the same time, Jiao Linghe’s body also began to show signs of disease wherever Qin Shihua’s blood had splattered on him. First, his hands turned bright red. Then, sores began to erupt on his skin, spreading like dominoes until his entire face was covered in them.
"Aaaargh! My... my face! It’s so... so itchy!" Jiao Linghe screamed in agony, scratching himself frantically. The scratching only made it worse. The sores spread even faster until his face was almost unrecognizable.
"Aaaargh! Young Master Qi, save... save me! I can’t take it anymore!" Jiao Linghe lurched toward Murong Qi.
"My god!" Murong Qi was scared shitless and turned to run.
Li Qing, Murong Tian, and the surrounding bodyguards followed suit, all rushing out of the hospital room!
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Jiao Linghe pounded on the glass door, shouting, "Young Master Qi, don’t abandon me! Save me! Please, open the door!"
"Open it, my ass!" Murong Qi shouted back. "You old fraud, Jiao Linghe! You kept assuring my father and me that you could cure the Blood Poison Rash, but you’re nothing but a swindler! You’d better stay in there and be quiet. If you want to die, die by yourself! Don’t you dare drag us down with you!"
Immediately, Murong Qi shot a look at Li Qing. "Secretary Li, my apologies! I had no idea this man was a swindler. This is all the Murong family’s fault. But it’s too late for apologies. It seems the virus in Jiao Linghe has mutated. To stop it from spreading, I suggest you order his immediate execution to prevent more innocent people from being harmed."
"Yes, yes! Kill him now!" Murong Tian chimed in urgently. Jiao Linghe was now a ticking time bomb. If he revealed their secret in a fit of despair, the Murong family would be utterly finished.
Li Qing understood the gravity of the situation and immediately ordered, "Men! Shoot this man dead! Burn the body!"
Instantly, several bodyguards moved to enter and kill the man. But at that critical moment, Murong Xiaoyi blocked the door. "I’d like to see who dares!"
"Murong Xiaoyi, what do you think you’re doing!" Murong Tian was completely enraged. "The virus in Jiao Linghe has mutated! If we don’t kill him immediately, it will threaten the Young Mistress’s safety in there! By standing in the way, are you trying to get the Young Mistress killed? Move aside! Otherwise, even if you are my own daughter, I will put justice before family!"
At his words, Murong Tian’s bodyguards drew their weapons. Murong Xiaoyi, however, looked unconcerned and even sneered. "Murong Tian, you stopped being my father the day you caused my mother’s death. You want to kill Jiao Linghe? Fine. You’ll have to get through me first. It’s just that none of you worthless rabble are even qualified to fight me!"
"Insolence! Seize her!" Murong Tian could wait no longer and gave the order.
But just then—
WHOOSH!
A chilling wave of True Qi burst from Murong Xiaoyi’s body, knocking everyone in front of her to the ground. At that moment, her waist-length hair floated as if in a phantom wind. Her graceful figure was captivating, like an Asura Fairy reaping souls—beautiful beyond words.
"I told you before, none of you are qualified to make me act. Did you really think I’m a fraud, just like you?" she said coldly. "He Yongkun, come out here!"
"May I know why Miss Murong is looking for me?" He Yongkun asked respectfully. Murong Xiaoyi’s power was clearly above the Heaven Rank; she was not someone he could afford to provoke. Even if it meant offending the Qin Family, he had no choice but to step forward.
Murong Xiaoyi said, "I just got off the phone with Chen Xiaobei. He predicted Jiao Linghe would ignore his warnings and proceed with the blood transfusion for Qin Shihua. What you need to do now is use the prescription Chen Xiaobei gave you earlier and wipe down Miss Qin’s body. As for everything else, we’ll wait for Chen Xiaobei to arrive."
"Alright, I’ll have the doctors prepare the medicine right away!" He Yongkun quickly nodded.
"Insolence!" Li Qing suddenly stood up and snapped. "Who knows if that prescription is any good? What if it’s no better than Jiao Linghe’s treatment? Wouldn’t the Young Mistress be completely doomed?"
"Exactly! I also disagree with using Chen Xiaobei’s medicine on the Young Mistress!" Murong Qi quickly fanned the flames. "I’ll say it again: we should kill Jiao Linghe now and stop the virus from spreading!" He was terrified that Jiao Linghe would scream their secret, so he desperately wanted the man dead. As it happened, perhaps because the virus was too severe, Jiao Linghe was in too much agony to scream anymore. He could only lie on the ground groaning miserably, which, as it turned out, was a great help to Murong Qi.
"This—" With such divided opinions, He Yongkun began to hesitate. Although Chen Xiaobei’s medical skills were superior to Jiao Linghe’s, who knew if he could actually cure the Blood Poison Rash? If Qin Shihua died under his care, He Yongkun could never bear that responsibility.
Just then, a voice cut through the tension. "You idiots are quite the joke. If you think my medicine won’t work, why not test it on Jiao Linghe first? Unless, of course, there’s a certain someone here who has a reason Jiao Linghe absolutely *must* die?"
Following the voice, they saw Chen Xiaobei casually strolling through the crowd.
"Chen Xiaobei!" Murong Xiaoyi’s face lit up. For the first time in her life, she thought that this man’s presence was incredibly handsome. She wanted to rush over and hug him, but she didn’t dare, afraid that if she looked away for even a second, Murong Qi and his men would storm in and kill Jiao Linghe.
Jiao Linghe had to die, but absolutely not now!
"Chen Xiaobei, please, hurry and save my cousin! She’s... she’s not going to make it!" Murong Xiaoyi wailed, her composure finally breaking now that her pillar of support had arrived.
"Calm down," Chen Xiaobei said, patting her shoulder. "Qingcheng will be fine. Her constitution is special right now; it can repair itself. Don’t move from this spot. Guard the door for me. I’m going to save Jiao Linghe first. If anyone dares to rush in, kill them without mercy!" As he spoke, Chen Xiaobei shot Murong Qi a cunning smile.
"You must be Doctor Chen. I am Zhong Wannian, Director of the Qingyang Political and Legal Affairs Office. I won’t waste time with pleasantries. Just tell me what you need, and I will give you my full support!"
"Ah, Director Zhong! I’ve heard of your great reputation," Chen Xiaobei said with a simple smile. "I don’t need much help myself. Just have your men assist Murong Xiaoyi."
"Understood!" Zhong Wannian ordered immediately. "Men, guard this room! Anyone who dares to enter will be killed on sight! That includes anyone from the Qin Family!"
As a veteran of the bureaucracy, especially in the political and legal department, he had sensed for some time that something was amiss. Chen Xiaobei’s composure, on the other hand, showed absolute confidence. So, without a second thought, Zhong Wannian chose to side with him.
After entering the room, Chen Xiaobei applied the medicine he had prepared beforehand to Jiao Linghe’s body. In the blink of an eye, the pustules covering Jiao Linghe’s body began to recede at a rate visible to the naked eye!
"The medicine works!" Zhong Wannian exclaimed in astonishment.







