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After all, she had understood how Cai Zhongnian had praised her.

Qin Yusong was also considered half a disciple of Cai Zhongnian, so he would naturally have listened to whatever Cai Zhongnian had said.

Qin Yusong’s breath hitched, his heart pounding wildly.

Although he had guessed and confirmed it, the impact was nowhere near as significant as when Si Fuqing admitted it in person.

Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand!

The revered miraculous healer of the Free State not only appeared before him but also healed his hand.

Qin Yusong couldn’t calm down at all anymore.

“Please keep this confidential, Teacher Qin,” Si Fuqing said calmly, “But the fact that your hand is better won’t stay hidden. So if anyone asks, Teacher Qin, you can say that you encountered someone on the road who blocked your way. They found you annoying and healed your hand.”

Qin Yusong: “…”

This just sounds made up right?!

Wasn’t this obviously a lie?!

“I won’t reveal anything,” Qin Yusong naturally understood the gravity of the situation, his brow furrowed deeply, “But you…”

Si Fuqing was indeed 19 years old.

On the interns’ first day at the Sijiu City First Hospital, they had undergone comprehensive physical examinations.

Bone age couldn’t be faked.

But her displayed level of medical skill was far beyond what could be learned in just a few decades.

Si Fuqing smiled, “Teacher Qin, this world is vast, with many unsolved mysteries. The Great Xia Empire is already vast, but Earth is even larger. However, astronomers have discovered that Earth is just a negligible planet in the Milky Way galaxy.”

“The universe is boundless, and humans are just tiny dust in the vast cosmos. We can only use our eyes to see and our ears to hear, but have you ever thought that there are things we cannot see, right around us?”

Qin Yusong paused for a moment. “Indeed…”

He was thoroughly convinced now.

After all, he had experienced the miracle of his hand recovering after a nap.

He decided to minor in theology.

Si Fuqing stood up. “Well, I’ll be going—”

Before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly spat out blood, her complexion turning instantly pale.

This was arterial blood.

Qin Yusong’s expression changed drastically. “Are you okay?”

He specialized in cardiology.

For Si Fuqing to vomit blood like this, it was evident that her heart and lungs had suffered severe damage.

“I’m fine,” Si Fuqing took out a tissue and calmly wiped the blood from her lips, “I need to rest for a while. Teacher Qin, your hand is fine now, so you can go to the operating room.”

Qin Yusong was furious this time. “You’re still thinking about me at this time? Quickly, go to the ward. I’ll see what’s wrong with you.”

“I’m also a doctor. I naturally know my own physical condition,” Sifu Qing pushed open the door, not giving Qin Yusong any time to reply, “I’m leaving now.”

She disappeared too quickly for Qin Yusong to catch up.

Si Fuqing found Yuejian, who was monitoring the surroundings, and grabbed her arm, her voice sinking, “Third senior sister, let’s go!”

“Is it over?” Yuejian supported her, “There was no leakage of power, and no other evolved beings appeared… Little junior sister!”

This time, Si Fuqing couldn’t hold back anymore. Even though she covered her mouth with force, she couldn’t suppress the rush of sweetness in her throat.

Blood gushed out like water, staining her hands completely red.

For the first time, Yuejian was shocked. “Little junior sister!”

“I’m fine,” Sifu Qing pressed several acupuncture points on her body. Her brain was already starting to spin with dizziness, but she still managed to retain consciousness, “Let’s go, it’s not safe here. Quick…”

Yuejian lifted her waist and quickly got into the car.

This was her first time speeding.

A journey that should have taken fifty minutes was completed in just ten.

They soon arrived at Yu Xiheng’s villa in Sijiu City.

As soon as the car stopped, the door was pushed open.

Not to mention Yu Xiheng, even Feng San could smell the strong scent of blood.

As the two stepped out of the car, they saw Yuejian carrying Sifu Qing out.

The girl’s complexion was nearly pallid, devoid of any trace of color, with even blood seeping from the corners of her lips.

Yu Xiheng’s expression changed too.

His eyes darkened suddenly as he picked up the girl and strode into the villa.

Si Fuqing’s eyes finally closed, sinking into unconsciousness, her hand still gripping his suit tightly.

Even Feng San was alarmed. “Miss Si!”

In his impression, Si Fuqing had always been able to handle things on her own.

He had never seen her so fragile before.