Chapter 44: The Money-Giving Boy Da Teng
The action continued, Qin Qinsen stood aside and slapped Anxi's back with some force.
The sound of vomiting continued, first with intermittent dark blue liquid, then with blood, and finally with a ferocious little man - with his hands raised above his head, he rushed fiercely towards the dark blue on the ground.
Qin Qinsen clasped his hands together, stood still, and muttered something to himself. As if encouraged, the little man stepped on the liquid and punched the stone. As if relying solely on his fists wasn't enough, he leaped high from the spot, his entire weight crashing down on the stone, shattering it with a single blow.
The flesh wrapped around the dark blue stone was the first to be attacked, squirming a few times before becoming motionless. Without the protection of the flesh, the stone crumbled into debris before everyone's eyes.
Nodding to Teng Su and the others, Teng's parents hurried forward to surround Anxi, touching her throat and back with concern. After receiving the confirmation that she was fine, Teng's mother pulled Anxi into her arms.
"Are you okay?"
It was Teng Su. Qin Qinsen raised his eyebrows in surprise. Why didn't he care about Anxi and look at what he was doing? He shook his head, pushed Teng Su away, and picked up the white porcelain bowl again.
Seeing this, the little man jumped in obediently, without any trace of the ferocious look he had just shown.
Holding the white porcelain bowl in both hands, Qin Qinsen quickly recited, "...blessings and auspiciousness, protecting the Teng family and their safety and prosperity..."
Then, the prepared incense and candles are lit and placed on the head of the little figure. Cakes, wine, and fruits are thrown in one by one. The little figure faithfully acts as a medium, opening a hole where its mouth should be to receive all the offerings.
"This is?"
"Thank the gods." Qin Qinsen gestured to Teng Su to join him. "Thank the passing gods for their help. After this, don't forget to burn more gold and silver ingots for the Teng family ancestors. Burn some on the first and fifteenth day of each month, and on Qingming Festival as a gift for winter clothes. This will last for three years."
The seemingly simple and crude fate-changing process came to an end. How tiring it was was only known to Qin Qinsen, who had a shortage of spiritual energy, unsteady steps, and black spots in front of his eyes.
Qin Qinsen forced himself to cheer up and put the last piece of snack at hand into the bowl. He then respectfully put the bowl down, lit the incense again, and bowed three times.
Following Qin Qinsen's final movement, the little man burped loudly, waved at Qin Qinsen continuously, and finally turned into green smoke and swirled up, leaving the white porcelain bowl as clean as new.
"It's over, Da Teng come over and give me a hand."
The sound was thinner than I had ever heard before.
Qin Qinsen's face was completely bloodless, his lower lip stained with blood, and his hands were bloody. Teng Su immediately realized that Qin Qinsen had probably lost too much blood and was fainting. He immediately reached out, wrapped his hand around his shoulders, and protected him to prevent him from falling headfirst. "Second Teng, get Doctor Liang here immediately."
"Excessive blood loss, the wound has ruptured a second time. Give him fluids first. After these two bottles are finished, it would be best to go to the hospital to have the wound treated again."
The cold needle pierced the back of his hand. Qin Qinsen pulled the corner of his mouth and revealed a self-righteous smile, "Thank you, doctor."
"No, just tell the nurse if you want to remove the needle. I'll remind her too."
Qin Qinsen watched the doctor leave with a smile, and his vision suddenly went dark. Teng An slapped his face with a wet towel while saying, "You better take a break. Your smile is so ugly."
This guy dared to torment him like this because he was exhausted and had no strength to resist. Feeling the ungentlemanly wiping action on his face, Qin Qinsen rolled his eyes and said, "Be gentle, I'm thin-skinned."
"Okay, Master, the final say." Teng An restrained his movements and chuckled, "But seriously, is Xiao An okay now?"
Qin Qinsen blinked slowly and was about to speak when Anxi and the others gathered around. Feeling Qin Qinsen's gaze on her face, Anxi's hands kept rubbing the corners of her clothes, tugging at the thread in her hand, and her throat tightened.
Just when everyone was unable to bear the silence, Qin Qinsen chuckled and said, "The dark clouds have dissipated, and order has been restored. You are rich and powerful, beautiful and intelligent, with a happy family and blessings for future generations... Congratulations."
Just hearing the words "the dark clouds have dispersed" made everyone in the Teng family smile with joy, and the seemingly exaggerated remarks that followed were completely ignored by everyone.
"Very good!"
Holding the wet towel that suddenly appeared in his arms, Qin Qinsen rarely failed to roll his eyes at the jumpy Teng An.
Looking at the family having fun, crying and laughing, Qin Qinsen shook his head in amusement and casually placed the wet towel on his forehead to cover his eyes.
"Very uncomfortable?"
Teng Su, who helped Qin Qinsen to the guest room, was the most deeply touched.
Not only was the man's steps unsteady, but he also insisted on walking on his own to save face. Gritting his teeth, he made the three-minute walk last ten minutes. In the end, he and Teng An each carried one side of the man and brought him to the bed.
The moment he lay down, Qin Qinsen had already fallen into a semi-comatose state. Whether Teng An grabbed him to wipe his hands or the Teng family elders' nervous concern, he did not respond at all.
Looking at the fragile and pale appearance of the person on the bed, Teng Su's heart skipped a beat and his fingers couldn't help but move. Just before touching the white, his movements paused and he touched the towel instead.
His forehead felt light. It was Teng Su. Qin Qinsen opened his eyes helplessly. "I'm fine. If you have the time, why don't you investigate how someone tampered with Auntie's body?"
While things are fine now, there's no guarantee of the future. Anxi's fate has changed, and her physical condition has drastically altered. Anyone with enough knowledge can spot the changes.
"The rat in the gutter will be pulled out sooner or later."
His tone was firm and his expression was calm. Teng Su must have known what was going on. Qin Qinsen couldn't help but admire him. This man always managed to make the most appropriate arrangements with the calmest expression. No wonder Teng's father retired early and handed over the huge group to his eldest son, who was less than 30 years old.
"What are you standing there for? Transfer the money!" Grandpa Teng suddenly came over, interrupting the staring contest between the two, and gave Teng Su a push. "Hurry up, give me eight million first. Is that enough for you?"
As he said this, he actually took out his checkbook.
"No need. Mr. Teng gave me five million last time. It's covered." Qin Qinsen was helpless as he finally knew who Teng Su followed in his spending behavior.
"One thing at a time."
"Five million is enough to buy the safety and prosperity of the Teng family." Seeing that he could not stop Grandpa Teng's heroic actions, Qin Qinsen looked at Teng Su and kept signaling him to move. Unexpectedly, Teng Su not only did not stop him, but picked up the phone.
"I'll transfer it to him via my phone, it's more convenient."
At the same time, Qin Qinsen's cell phone, which was placed beside his pillow, began to vibrate continuously, as if it had a seizure, and it didn't stop for a full five minutes.
Unlocking and turning on the phone, the screen displayed a seemingly endless stream of messages: [Teng Su transfers 100,000 yuan to you.]
"A boy who gives away money?" Qin Qinsen said unhappily.
"I know you're too lazy to cash the last check. So, please check a few more times to collect the money."
When Teng Su said this, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly. If Qin Qinsen had not been staring at him, he would hardly have noticed the smile.
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