Chapter 1422: I Don’t Want Her Blood
After having an entire bag of blood drawn from her, Jun Xiqing’s face was as pale as a piece of paper, completely devoid of color.
She opened her eyes coldly and uttered two simple words. “Get lost!”
Fan Men was stunned.
“Tell His Majesty that my brother is having surgery now and if he dares to come pestering me like a housefly, it will be a b.l.o.o.d.y battle between the two of us!”
With that, Jun Xiqing propped one hand against the wall and slowly made her way back to the long bench.
She then returned to her earlier position, hugging her knees to her chest and burying her face within. Curling up into a little ball, she looked tranquil and calm, but at the same time weak and fragile.
Fan Men stood there watching her for a moment before sighing and heading back.
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The Palace.
Fan Men returned and presented the bag of blood carefully to Lu Yeming. He stole a glimpse at that man’s face. “Your Majesty, Jun… Miss Jun refuses to come back. But she… drew out her blood for you. She said that this can be used to counteract the aphrodisiac in your body…”
After he finished his report, Fan Men didn’t dare to utter another word. Lu Yeming remained seated on the sofa. He looked down at the bag full of blood on the coffee table.
Having been freshly drawn, the blood was bright red and still warm. There was quite a lot of it.
“Ha.” Lu Yeming prodded the right side of his cheek with the tip of his tongue. His smile was frightening. “What else did she say?”
“Miss Jun also said… that if His Majesty continues to behave like a… housefly pestering her, There will be… a b.l.o.o.d.y battle between the two of you.”
Housefly?
In her eyes, he was now just a housefly?
Lu Yeming stood up and went to the floor-length window. The clear gla.s.s reflected the malevolence emanating from his handsome features. There was a tense vibe all over his body. His strong chest started to heave, but not too significantly.
Lu Yeming felt a sudden constriction in his chest. He found it hard to breathe.
This feeling was unbearable.
It was like… he was losing something.
No, he had already lost it.
He lost something which he used to have. He didn’t mind it at first but when the feeling of loss came cras.h.i.+ng down on him like right now, he found it unbearable.
“Send the blood back and put it back into her body. Tell her I don’t need her blood. I want her here in person. I will be waiting for her.”
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At the operating theater.
Sikong Heng was trying his best to rescue Dongfang Yu. To be honest, Lu Yeming’s marksmans.h.i.+p was G.o.dly. Although he managed to avoid Dongfang Yu’s heart, the bullet had still done serious damage.
This surgery had been going on for over two hours already.
Over the past few days, Sikong Heng had performed several major surgeries, and spent the rest of his spare time conducting medical research. He did not have much time for rest.
After over two hours of intense focus, his forehead was drenched in sweat.
Sikong Heng was dressed in the usual garb of a surgeon, but his attire was exceptionally clean and pristine, his body tall and erect. His fringe was slicked across his forehead due to the sweat, making him look especially refined and gentlemanly. He exuded a uniquely calm, clean aura. It was unspeakably attractive.
Something warm and moist touched his forehead. Sikong Heng glanced up to see a lovely, elegant figure.
It was the female a.s.sistant from that day. It was also this female a.s.sistant who had aided him during Jun Xiqing’s earlier surgery.
She was helping to wipe off his sweat with a silk handkerchief. It was part of an a.s.sistant’s job to help the main surgeon wipe his sweat during an operation.
It seemed that the silk handkerchief was her own and Sikong Heng could detect a fragrant scent.
As Sikong Heng looked at her, all he saw was a pair of clear, limpid eyes.
Beautiful.
He suddenly felt an impulse to pull down her white mask and take a look at her face.
…
The surgery was a success. Dongfang Yu was wheeled into a ward.
Once she saw her brother, Jun Xiqing felt like a huge stone was finally lifted from her shoulders. Thank the heavens!
As she stood before the bed watching the still-unconscious Dongfang Yu, the whites of her eyes were tinged with red. Covering her face with her ice-cold hands, Jun Xiqing felt the urge to cry.
“Doctor, when will my brother wake up?” Jun Xiqing glanced askance at Bai Xue.
Bai Xue pulled down her white mask. She looked at Jun Xiqing with her limpid eyes, her voice clear and mellifluous. “Although the surgery was very successful, the patient suffered severe injuries. He needs to be under constant supervision in the intensive care unit. As to when the patient will awake, it depends. It might take 48 hours, it might take half a month, it might even take half a year. You must be mentally prepared.”
Jun Xiqing turned pale. Brother… could he end up a complete invalid?
A nurse spoke from outside the door. “Doctor Sikong, the surgery must have been hard on you.”
Sikong Heng’s smooth, warm voice sounded out. “Not at all.”
Jun Xiqing turned to see Sikong Heng entering the ward. He was holding the medical report. When Sikong Heng looked up, his gaze landed on Jun Xiqing’s face, before slowly s.h.i.+fting over to Bai Xue.
Bai Xue had an exquisite egg-shaped face and a pair of crystal-clear eyes. Cla.s.sy and elegant, she exuded a sophisticated aura coveted by many female celebrities.
With the report in hand, Sikong Heng hesitated.
“Doctor Sikong, I will take my leave first.”
Bai Xue left.
…
This hospital belonged to the Bai Family, so Bai Xue was the heiress of this establishment. But no one knew of her true ident.i.ty. She had been working here since graduating from A University. With her excellent results, she had become an attending physician within a year.
Bai Xue took off her doctor’s robe and handed it to a nurse behind her, before heading toward the lift.
Two nurses followed behind her, chatting away. “Doctor Sikong is so charming. I have never met a man with such an irreproachable character.”
“Right? To think Doctor Sikong is still single and has a very clean private life. Even though he is a genius in the medical world and part of the great Guding Family, he remains warm and humble. He truly has no shortcomings.”
“Doctor Sikong has never been seen with a woman before. The entire medical world and upper-cla.s.s circles have been guessing what type of woman he likes.”
“Doctor Bai, what kind of woman do you think Doctor Sikong likes?”
The two nurses looked at Bai Xue expectantly.
Bai Xue was still waiting for the lift. Having been drawn into the conversation, she only gave a placid smile. “In my opinion, your Doctor Sikong is still a man. All men are the same when it comes to choosing a woman. I am sure he likes those fair, beautiful, leggy types. However, your Doctor Sikong has such high tastes, perhaps he might also require her to have a tiny waist, perky b.u.t.t and E-cup b.r.e.a.s.t.s.”
Just then, the two nurses greeted in unison. “Doctor Sikong.”
When Bai Xue turned, she saw that Sikong Heng had come over. He had taken off his doctor’s robe and was wearing a grey, checked English-style coat, giving off a vibe that was pristine and completely untaintable.