Chapter 42: Don't Cry

Qishi Military District Hospital

He Jisheng had just arrived at his office when a young nurse rushed in, breathless.

“Doctor He, Doctor He, please hurry! Bai Yan has gone to Room 401 again!”

He Jisheng didn’t even bother to put on his white coat and dashed out immediately. Pushing open the door to Room 401, he saw Bai Yan holding a washbasin, gently wiping Commander Xie’s face. He hurried forward and grabbed her hand. “Didn’t I tell you not to do these things?”

As for why he was so eager to persuade me to speak to Xie Cunhui on someone’s behalf, perhaps it was because Zhang Minglang needed to have a presence in the main company; only then could he exist.

With a swift motion, the thumb slid across sharp teeth, squeezing out a few drops of blood onto a seed the size of a fist.

Bracing myself, I bent down, lifted his shirt slightly, and began to wipe him with a wet towel.

“This silly bird isn’t bad. Judging by its current situation, reaching level six in the short term won’t be a problem!” the artifact spirit commented.

Seeing the Cheng family behave this way, Yuan Tian’s view of those powerful factions unconsciously changed; not all great powers were ruthless.

Chen Mohan’s face grew even redder. Young master, regardless of time and place, embraced and kissed her—no doubt the servants had witnessed it all.

I sat on the living room sofa, idly flipping through boring TV channels, waiting patiently for Zhou Yazhe to come out.

Mu looked puzzled at the shriveled giant crocodile before him. Compared to the Thunder-Eroding Serpent he had slain earlier, this Fire-Eroding Giant Crocodile had been dispatched far too easily.

After enduring countless hardships, I finally crawled out from under him, hurried to the bathroom, and brought back a warm towel to wipe him down. Fearing he might catch cold, I alternated between scolding and coaxing him, and only then did he sluggishly get up and go to bed.

I paused, finally falling silent like a mute cicada, quietly allowing him to place me in the car and drive away.

Your master is a ruthless figure. Don’t be fooled by his banter with you—it’s only because you’re his disciple. With others, he wouldn’t waste words; he’d cut them down without hesitation.

“The greatest alchemy sect under heaven is the Valley of Departed Maple. As one of the sacred lands, it is renowned for alchemy, though they themselves deny it. The Valley of Departed Maple even claims their cultivation isn’t solely focused on alchemy, so outsiders never mention it in their presence,” Gu Yuhang said calmly.

Atop Bone Mountain, Tian resumed his chin-in-hand pose, eyes fixed on the blood sea’s rippling waves ahead, his brows furrowing unconsciously.

The music and singing on the lake gradually faded, and many pleasure boats disappeared, leaving Star Pattern Lake ever more tranquil.

Ye Jiang was taken aback, then nodded. The Ink Scholar bid farewell to Chen Kai, and upon learning the scholar had urgent business, Chen Kai did not insist on keeping him. The two, however, shared an extra drink.

“Very well, very well, what a man! You must really be tired of living.” The man in black laughed heartily, and in a flash, lunged toward me.

“In order not to waste everyone’s precious time, you may now collect your trial samples,” Xiaoxiao said with a smile.

In this servant’s memory, not to mention Luo Qiran speaking so gently, it was rare for her not to lose her temper at all.

“Bold, bold! If you’re still alive, make a sound and let me know you haven’t died!” I shouted desperately, but the silence around me was absolute.

If her guess was correct, Hu Zhijun held some sway in the company; with his help, Guo Meiling would likely approve her leave.

Fang Xiaoling began to understand that all this was orchestrated by Roland. Nervous yet excited, she watched as the bald man opened the car door. She pretended to be familiar and climbed in. Sure enough, Roland was inside, sitting right beside her.

If not for Fang Lan being Si Yan’s stepmother, she truly wouldn’t want to give her an invitation, fearing rumors might harm Si Yan’s reputation.