After Reincarnation, The Omnipotent Ancestor Reaches The Top

Chapter 53 - 53 050 How about an Incense Kiss

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(4 more) Chloe Stephens, who was up late at night playing games on her computer, suddenly stopped and slowly turned to look behind her, her dark pupils slightly constricted.

She rose.

She leapt down from the window sill.

Meanwhile in the inpatient ward of Mercy Hospital.

David Foster noticed that his aunt Yvette Foster was running a terrible fever and quickly rang the bell for help.

Once the nurse confirmed that Yvette’s fever had spiked to 41 degrees, they immediately performed emergency fever reduction procedures.

A man who had been waiting outside the hospital doors stood up, staring at the girl who was briskly entering the hospital.

Just as he reached out to block her, his hand was caught by the girl.

“Crack.”

His wrist bone shattered.

Her fingers digging into his throat, she pressed him against the wall in the corner.

“Who did it?” she demanded.

“…You!”

The man was stunned.

Chloe took out an empty box from the man, sniffed the scent inside, and her expression darkened.

“Thousand Miles Poison.”

“Who exactly are you…?” The man asked in disbelief.

“Those who get in my way without knowing me deserve death.”

“Foomp!”

With a dull sound, the man was slammed directly onto the ground, his hip bones crushed.

He was a practitioner of ancient martial arts, considering himself invincible.

In front of this girl, he was nothing.

The man died with his eyes wide open.

*

Back at the Stephens family’s.

Rowan Stephens was on the phone with his contacts in the mountain county.

He had dispatched two men for this job to be prepared for all eventualities.

One man to act and the other to keep watch.

Now, the man who was supposed to act was unresponsive, making him anxious.

He contacted the man who was supposed to be keeping watch.

“Go and check out the situation.

It’s just one useless person, how hard can it be to take action?”

“Yes, Young Master.”

The man on watch also felt that something was off and was about to investigate the situation.

*

“Ugh!”

With a severe fever, Yvette Foster vomited bile.

David, now able to get out of bed, had to deal with the situation.

Hans Foster was there to assist him.

“Dad, Aunt Yvette’s condition is critical.

The fever just won’t come down.”

“Lindsay, didn’t you go out with your aunt earlier?

Did you run into anything?”

Lindsay Foster shook her head.

“We didn’t run into anything.

I went to use the restroom, and Aunt Yvette waited for me outside.”

On their return, she had become like this.

David furrowed his brow.

The doctor had examined her, stating that it was an abrupt high fever.

But even an abrupt onset must have some trigger.

“Whoosh.”

The door was dragged open.

It was the middle of the night and Chloe Stephens suddenly appeared before their eyes.

Everyone in the room was stunned.

Chloe approached and took Yvette’s wrist.

She checked her pulse.

All symptoms were apparent.

Indeed, it was the “Thousand Miles Poison”.

A potent poison that manipulated the body’s internal functions to kill within a thousand miles, hence the name.

“Chloe, don’t move.

Your mom is still having a fever.”

David tried to stop her only to discover that the girl’s hand was as cold as ice.

If they hadn’t known better, they might have thought she had just stepped out of a refrigeration unit.

“She’s been poisoned.”

“Poisoned?”

David was dumbstruck.

Wasn’t this just a plot point in movies?

Could it be that these things really existed?

Could it be that Chloe had watched so much TV that she was deluded?

“Cousin, how do you know that Aunt Yvette has been poisoned?”

“Guess.”

“…”

What should they do?

Their cousin’s condition seemed to be getting worse.

Chloe wasn’t guessing, but rather certain.

This sort of thing, just taking the pulse once would tell you everything you need to know.

Seeing their strange expressions.

Chloe knew that her words seemed odd, so she decided to keep quiet instead.

She took over the care tasks of Yvette and instructed David to return to the ward to rest.

Hans Foster insisted on staying here.

David, who was still injured, asked Hans to stay and then took Lindsay back with him.

*

In the latter half of the night.

Hans Foster somehow fell asleep.

Chloe sealed several of Yvette Foster’s major acupoints.

He began to force out whatever was inside.

In the Stephens House of Sheffield City, Rowan Stephens received a phone call from Lily Taylor.

“The pot has made a move, it seems your man was successful.”

A grim smile appeared in Rowan’s eyes, “Take action, I don’t want to leave any problems for tomorrow.”

Lily Taylor agreed and hung up the phone.

Lily Taylor took out the small box that contained the mother pot and was about to operate it.

But suddenly, she noticed that something was wrong with the mother pot.

The previously chubby mother pot was deflating to a piece of dry skin at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The Thousand Miles Poison she painstakingly nurtured was gone, just like that.

Who was it?!

Someone in mountain county helped Chloe Stephens.

No.

It’s that person!

The one who performed the Thirteen Needles last time.

Lily Taylor was angry yet excited.

Angry that her Thousand Miles Poison was wasted, and excited because she found a person from whom she could learn the Thirteen Needles.

With the influence of the Taylor family, she wasn’t afraid that the person wouldn’t teach her medical skills even if they knew her identity.

She was impatient to meet that person.

But that damn cleaning team was still in mountain county.

*

Mercy Hospital’s rooftop.

Chloe Stephens, after removing the dried up lips and cleaning her hands, realized the person they were tailing had been forced to swallow the Thousand Miles Poison.

She fed him a bit more.

And he turned into a piece of dry skin.

“Meow.”

The black cat shivered at the girl’s feet.

It had witnessed everything.

*

Yvette Foster had no idea that she had narrowly escaped a disaster.

The next day, she was laughing and chatting with everyone as usual.

Looking back at the girl lying on the other side, Yvette Foster contentedly pulled the thin blanket over the girl’s stomach.

“Yvette, Chloe is a good kid.

She ran over here late at night just to take care of you.”

Yvette Foster also felt gratified, “I didn’t think I would suddenly have a fever.”

Hans Foster was somewhat ashamed, he had slept through it the previous night.

“Chloe is about to take the middle school exam, have you thought about which high school to send her to?”

“It all depends on what Chloe likes.”

“I think Chloe’s condition has gotten better since she came to the hospital.

She used to resist moving about in the hospital, but now it might be an automatic healing.”

Shannon Perry also felt a bit sorry for Yvette Foster.

A common woman with a child living a hard life in a wealthy family is really not easy.

Fred Foster arrived at the mountain county hospital in the morning and was severely disturbed by Megan Gibson.

He did not arrive until the afternoon.

The moment Yvette Foster heard that the Old Madam wanted her to come over, her face turned cold.

“Dad, you can see that Chloe still needs my care here, so why not hire a nurse for mom?”

“Your mother refuses to use a nurse.

Your elder sister-in-law has been taking care of her for a few days.

No one is taking over, and she can’t handle it anymore.”

“So my health doesn’t matter?” Yvette Foster’s face looked even worse.

“Dad, I will pay for the nurse,” David Foster hurriedly intervened.

“No need for your money, I still have some,” Fred Foster sighed, “You don’t need to visit your mother during this time, to avoid any quarrels.”

“I understand,” Yvette Foster was relieved to see that Fred Foster did not summon her for nursing, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

*

At the small restaurant.

Len Hawthorne leaned back in his chair and looked at the girl who had cleaned up her plate of fried rice with a smile.

“If it’s not enough, add more.”

“Another bowl.”

Len Hawthorne called the waiter over and ordered another serving for her.

“Do you need any help at the hospital?”

“No.”

“Don’t be polite with me.”

“I’m not.”

“You say you aren’t, but you never call me brother.”

“Too young, can’t say it.”

“…”

Should he be happy about this?

“This is something I found, it may be of help to you.”

Chloe Stephens took a wriggling bug out of her pocket.

The size of a palm.

Len Hawthorne watched as the large bug squirmed in the girl’s white hand, speechless.

“What is it?”

“Yin worm.”

“…” He hoped it wasn’t what he was thinking.

“It’s a unique product found only within coffins that are over a hundred years old.”

Len Hawthorne, once again speechless, accepted the “local product” from her hand.

After letting go of the worm, the girl returned to eating her freshly served fried rice.

The waiter stared at Len Hawthorne with astonishment.

Len Hawthorne, somewhat expressionless, said, “Toy worm.”

The waiter nodded, noticing that many products these days were very realistic.

Who would have thought that such a dignified man liked to play with such things?

It was an eye-opener.

“The mutated dog may be related to control over the bug pot.

You can investigate this aspect.”

The scope for finding the bug-controlling person was narrowed down.

“Little Chloe gave me such a big surprise, what should I reward her with?

How about, a passionate kiss?”

Chloe Stephens looked up at his alluring lips and said calmly, “Money.”

Len Hawthorne sighed, it’s really difficult to please young girls these days, huh.