"Oh!"
Shen Yanqing gave a cold snort, his dark eyes fixed on him.
"You've changed quite a bit since you came back; you're not as annoying as before."
Qi Yu looked at him and said slowly.
Upon hearing this, Da Tou glanced at Shen Yanqing nervously.
Indeed, since Miss Gu's accident, the eldest brother has rarely smiled in the past year. The man who used to always have a gentle and refined smile has become colder and more decisive in his likes and dislikes.
But this makes him seem more real.
"Likewise."
Shen Yanqing sneered, took the whip from Da Tou's hand, and approached Qi Yu step by step.
Qi Yu met his gaze expressionlessly, her eyes filled with coldness.
"Smack..."
The whip lashed hard across Qi Yu's side, tearing the tattered black cloth to shreds with its force. A hideous bloodstain appeared on his pale skin, glistening with crimson, making his already pale complexion appear even paler.
Qi Yu groaned, but didn't utter a sound of pain, her eyes still coldly fixed on Shen Yanqing.
Suddenly, he opened his mouth uncontrollably and vomited a mouthful of blood.
A vibrant red stain appeared on his pale lips, the blood-red skin and red lips adding an unexpected touch of allure to him.
Shen Yanqing slowly withdrew the whip: "Aren't you going to talk?"
Qi Yu's lips curled into a mocking smile; the answer was clearly no.
"very good."
Shen Yanqing casually tossed the whip aside, reached into his pocket and pulled out a test tube filled with bright red liquid.
He handed the test tube to Big Head: "Feed him this, don't waste a single drop."
Big Head glanced at the contents of the test tube, somewhat suspiciously: "Boss, what's in here?"
"Vivi's blood."
Shen Yanqing answered calmly, but the moment he finished speaking, Qi Yu, who was hanging there, suddenly changed his expression.
However, in just a moment, his expression returned to normal.
Big Head was a little unsettled upon hearing this. After all, feeding someone human blood was still a bit...unpleasant. He couldn't help but ask again, "Boss, are you sure?"
Meeting Shen Yanqing's cold and indifferent gaze, he quickly shut his mouth, roughly grabbed Qi Yu's chin, and forced the contents of the test tube into her mouth.
Only after carefully observing that he hadn't wasted a single drop did he withdraw his hand with a hint of disdain.
"Boss, is everything alright?" He hesitated for a moment, then asked, "What's the next step?" Shen Yanqing: "Wait."
Big head?
The boss's speeches are becoming increasingly profound and enigmatic.
The three of them stared at each other for almost an hour, but Qi Yu remained calm and composed.
Shen Yanqing carefully observed his expression, then stood up and said, "Keep an eye on him, and tell me immediately if anything seems amiss."
"Okay, boss."
Shen Yanqing got up and left, leaving only Da Tou and Qi Yu in the dimly lit basement.
"What are you looking at? Behave yourself!"
Big Head glared angrily at Qi Yu, who scoffed and turned her head away. Her expression changed suddenly from an angle where Big Head couldn't see her.
The pain inside my body was excruciating, as if something was churning inside me.
The fishy, sweet taste kept seeping out of his throat. He clenched his teeth tightly to keep from showing any abnormality.
The gurgling sound was particularly clear in the empty basement. Big Head rubbed his stomach and stood up: "Stay put and don't try anything funny."
Qi Yu, who had recovered, smiled coldly without any expression.
Big Head confirmed that the ropes binding him were secure, got up and walked out the door, instructing the black-clad bodyguards standing guard at the door: "Keep an eye on him, and notify the boss immediately if anything unusual happens."
In the basement, the moment Da Tou turned to leave, Qi Yu could no longer suppress the metallic taste in her chest and vomited a mouthful of foul blood. Her whole body trembled uncontrollably from the excruciating pain.
Those dark eyes instantly turned crimson.
He took a few deep breaths and it took him a moment to return to normal.
At that moment, the basement door opened again, and the bodyguard in black, who was changing shifts, strode in.
Smelling the unpleasant, fishy odor in the room, he frowned slightly, then sat down in front of Qi Yu without making a sound, his eyes fixed on him.
Inside the clinic, Song Anze saw Ye Chuyue enter and asked with a helpless expression, "Is something the matter?"
Ye Chuyue looked at him with a hint of shyness, and was about to speak when she noticed Gu Baiwei, who was pale on the hospital bed. She froze for a moment, then stared wide-eyed in disbelief: "Auntie?"
Still reeling from the shock of her aunt's miraculous return to life, Ye Chuyue belatedly realized that despite her loud voice, the person on the bed hadn't reacted at all.
She is still unconscious.
Song Anze began to explain, noticing the girl's face turn pale instantly, and said with some reluctance, "All her physical indicators are fine, she should wake up soon."
"How fast is 'very fast'?"
Ye Chuyue pressed on, her voice urgent: "What happened to my aunt? And why is she here? Isn't she..."
She just couldn't bring herself to say the word "death."
His eyes were fixed on the unconscious person on the hospital bed, not daring to blink even once.
Seeing her like this, Song Anze sighed, "Let's go outside and talk."
After instructing the nurse who came to check on the patient to take good care of him, the two left one after the other.
Ye Chuyue glanced longingly at the person on the bed before following Song Anze out of the ward.
The two had just left when the door to the ward was pushed open.
The nurse, who was watching a video on her phone, suddenly stood up, but froze in place when she saw who it was.
What a handsome man!
Shen Yanqing met the nurse's blatant gaze, and his brows furrowed instantly: "Get out."
"ah?"
Meeting his cold, indifferent eyes, the nurse snapped back to reality in a second: "No, I have to take good care of the patient."
Shen Yanqing lowered his eyebrows slightly: "Don't make me say it a second time."
Meeting those icy, chilling eyes, the nurse felt a chill run down her spine and her legs went weak. "Ugh, this man is so scary!"
After a brief, silent eye contact with him, the nurse darted out the door: "I'll stay right outside, you...you better not do anything rash."
The door was quickly closed, and Shen Yanqing slowly walked to the bedside.
The person lying quietly on the bed had a delicate and beautiful face, was breathing evenly, and had a faint blush on their cheeks, making them look as if they were asleep.
A gentle breeze opened the window, the sunlight was warm, and the white curtains rippled in the breeze.
The ward was quiet. The woman was fast asleep with her eyes closed, her face peaceful, as if she was just catching up on sleep because she was too tired.
Shen Yanqing watched quietly for a while, then forcefully clenched his palms, causing the veins on the back of his hands to bulge out one by one due to the force.
He lowered his eyes, his slender fingers tracing the woman's delicate features inch by inch, his eyes filled with infatuation and heartache.
Suddenly, the person on the bed with their eyes closed let out a soft murmur, and their delicate brows furrowed.
The slender fingers on the bed tightened their grip little by little.
"Weiwei, what's wrong?"
Shen Yanqing grasped her soft hand, holding it in his palm; it was icy cold to the touch.
The person on the bed, seemingly trapped in a nightmare, murmured, "Please..."
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