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Chapter 68 - 68 68 Autopsy

?68: Chapter 68 Autopsy 68: Chapter 68 Autopsy “You are not allowed to sleep!

Think about Gu Yelin and your younger brother!” the firm and pleasant voice entered Ye Feng’s ears again, “You’ve been in a wheelchair for two years, and you’re about to stand up!

You can’t give up now!

Listen to me!

The people An Yiqing saves can’t even be taken by Yama Raja!

If you dare destroy my reputation, I’ll drag your corpse out and feed it to the dogs!”

Hearing the cool and gentle voice utter such seemingly vicious curses, Ye Feng gradually became more alert.

An Yiqing…

An Yiqing…

Ye Feng suddenly opened his eyes wide; he had almost just lost his life!

“Hold on for ten more minutes, and you’ll be able to stand up!” An Yiqing’s indifferent voice continued to distract Ye Feng, “I’ve spent more than half of my Inner Breath to help you sew up your meridians, you must compensate me after you recover!”

“…Okay.

When I’m better, whatever you say…

goes…” Ye Feng slightly curled his pale lips, and a bit of color gradually returned to his eyes.

Hearing Ye Feng’s response, An Yiqing was relieved and quickened the pace of her work, trying to lessen Ye Feng’s pain.

“Phew!——” Ten minutes later, An Yiqing’s pale face showed a smile, “Mission accomplished…” Before she could finish, the world went dark, and her body slumped down.

“Miss An!” the female doctor next to her exclaimed in shock and quickly supported An Yiqing.

“Qing!” Gu Yelin, who was outside the operating room, became extremely anxious upon seeing this, and he gathered his Inner Breath to break open the door of the operating room.

“…Don’t come in, I’m fine.” An Yiqing, who was slowly regaining consciousness, waved her hand weakly and stood up with the help of an assistant.

“How are you?” Ye Feng, who was lying on the operating table, looked worriedly at the somewhat weak girl in front of him; she had saved him, yet she had exhausted herself.

“Just a bit drained.

You go back to your ward and rest well; I’m fine.” After speaking, she leaned on the female assistant’s shoulder and slowly walked out of the operating room.

Ye Feng gazed at the slender and fragile back of the girl, his eyes filled with complex emotions…

——Little Foodie Divider Line——

After leaving the operating room, An Yiqing had a good sleep.

When she woke up again, it was already four in the afternoon.

In “Red Thorn” Gu Yelin’s exclusive resting room, the girl lay quietly on the big black bed.

Her snow-white skin formed a stark contrast against the black sheets.

The room was very quiet, and a tall man sat on the sofa by the bed.

The man’s features were exceptionally handsome, and he exuded an aura of a cold and composed Dark Night Emperor.

His dark eyes were intense as he looked attentively at the girl on the bed.

“Hmm…” A soft moan came from the girl’s cherry lips.

Her fair little hand rubbed her bleary eyes, “Um…

where am I?”

“My room.” Gu Yelin moved from the sofa to sit by the bed, “How do you feel?”

“Um…

I’m hungry…” The girl’s eyes, still a little hazy, blinked several times.

Hmm, so hungry.

“I’ll go get something to eat.” Watching the girl’s cute and silly demeanor, Gu Yelin’s sexy lips curved up.

The little white rabbit was too adorable; he could hardly resist the urge to devour her.

“How’s Ye Feng doing?” An Yiqing sat by the dining table, asking while eating.

“He’s doing well.

The cast has been set, and he’s been moved to a ward,” Gu Yelin said in a low voice, “No adverse reactions.

Ye Hong is watching him closely.

You can rest easy and recover.”

“Mm, that’s good.” An Yiqing nodded her head, “I’ll go see him after eating.”

“Sure, as you wish.” In front of a husband-slave, the wife is always right.

——Eating and eating, munching and munching——

After the meal, Gu Yelin triple-checked that An Yiqing was in no pain before he took her to the ward.

At that moment, only Ye Feng and Ye Hong were in the room.

Due to the energy loss from the morning surgery, Ye Feng had long since fallen into a deep sleep, while Ye Hong was engrossed in a book on the sofa.

“Boss, Miss An!” Hearing the voices, Ye Hong looked up and perked up immediately upon seeing An Yiqing and Gu Yelin.

“How’s Ye Feng?” An Yiqing went to the bedside, checked Ye Feng’s pulse, and then glanced at the monitoring equipment.

“Don’t worry, Miss An, my brother is in good shape.

Listen to how loud his snoring is!” Now that Ye Feng was fine, Ye Hong was back to his usual casual self, making faces at An Yiqing to tease his elder brother.

“That’s good.” An Yiqing looked at Ye Hong making faces, cleared her throat, “Cough, just call me Xiao Qing.

Miss An sounds awkward.”

“Ay!

Sure thing!” Ye Hong was all obedient towards An Yiqing.

This one is a Divine Doctor!

She’s much higher in rank than an Itinerant Doctor like him!

“Er…

do you have anything else?” An Yiqing felt a bit nervous seeing Ye Hong’s bright eyes.

“Heh heh, Xiao Qing…” Ye Hong rubbed his hands together uncomfortably, “I’ve always been particularly interested in Medical Arts, but I’ve had no great mentors or friends.

What do you think…

could we, you know, exchange knowledge sometime?

Yes!

Exchange knowledge!”

“Stop the nonsense!

Let’s go!” Before An Yiqing could respond, Gu Yelin ruthlessly dashed Ye Hong’s hopes.

What a joke!

If the little white rabbit’s time, already so scarce, was wasted on this Ye Hong, would he even stand a chance of chasing his wife?

Third Young Master Gu is majestic and domineering!

Third Young Master Gu is dark and crafty~

The next day

After recuperating for a night, An Yiqing felt much better.

Today, she planned to take a good look at the victim’s body.

“You go ahead with your work.

I’ll be fine here by myself.” An Yiqing spoke softly to Gu Yelin, who had brought her to the morgue.

“I’ll stay with you.

It’s not safe here.”

An Yiqing couldn’t help but twitch her mouth.

Your own territory isn’t safe, Master Gu?

The two insisted for half a day, and in the end, the husband-slave Gu Yelin was still defeated by the little white rabbit and obediently went back to his office.

It was very quiet in the morgue, and An Yiqing carefully examined several bodies again, her brows knitting tighter and tighter.

Strange, why are the symptoms of these bodies so similar to a passage recorded in the Medicine Sect’s Secret Technique?

When Gu Yelin came back to the morgue, An Yiqing’s mind slowly formed a nearly complete idea.