Chapter 347: Foresight

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  Chapter 119: Who Set the Fire (1)

Looking at the raging fire in front of him, Mo Dashan was completely dumbfounded, holding the firebrand in his hand.

He had intended to set fire to some wood to cause trouble for Mo Qingze, but how did it start burning when he hadn't lit it yet?

Seeing the fire growing larger with the wind, and the flames almost reaching the thatched house nearby, Mo Dashan snapped out of his daze. He rushed to the nearest house where the fire was, banging on the door loudly and shouting, "Fire! Fire! Wake up and help put out the fire!"

The temperature became increasingly scorching. If they didn't put out the fire soon, all the thatched houses in the area would be burnt down, and there might even be casualties. Mo Dashan was truly anxious.

The family that was awakened by the commotion heard "fire" and the crackling sound of the fire outside. They were so scared that they didn't even have time to dress properly. They just threw on a jacket and ran out. Seeing that the fire was about to reach their house, they shouted and hurried back inside to wake up others, then rushed to the kitchen to get buckets of water to extinguish the fire.

Seeing this, Mo Dashan grabbed the person and stopped him, saying, "The fire is too big. Water won't put it out. Quickly move the surrounding wood away to prevent the fire from spreading."

The person hadn't thought of this in his panic but, upon hearing Mo Dashan's words, quickly threw away the bucket and ran to move the wood piled under the eaves of the house.

This person's surname was Lin, named Lin Mu, a member of the Lin family, skilled in woodworking. Last year, he had processed most of the timber prepared for the Mo family.

Now, watching the piles of wood being engulfed by the fire, Lin Mu was anxious and wished he had more hands to snatch the wood out.

Soon, his parents, grandparents, and brothers came out to help, moving all the wood that hadn't been burned away to the side.

While Lin Mu's family was rescuing the wood, Mo Dashan had already gone to other villagers' houses, knocking on doors and waking up the villagers to come and help put out the fire.

Several consecutive households were also from the Lin family. Even if they didn't consider Mo's family's kindness, for the sake of their own safety, they had to rush to put out the fire. So, they all hurriedly put on their shoes and ran out to help.

Lin Yong, who lived at the far end, was also awakened by the commotion outside. Upon hearing about the fire, he immediately rushed out.

Mo Qingze, who was sleeping on the construction site, guarding the materials, was awakened by the villagers. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes and ran over barefoot, feeling weak at the sight of the raging fire.

By now, the fire had lit up half of the sky, and the intense heat could be felt from afar. Everyone urgently grabbed the surrounding wood to prevent the fire from spreading to the houses.

The Mo family had a lot of wood, most of which was prepared by the Lin family. Apart from Lin Mu's family, the nearby dozen or so households also had some wood. Among them, the largest pile that caught fire was a stack of dried wooden beams. If this fire continued, all the wooden beams would be wasted.

After nearly half an hour, all the beams and rafters around had been rescued, successfully preventing the fire from spreading to the houses. The villagers looked silently at the burning beams, sighing from time to time.

Mo Qingze sat weakly on the ground, his whole body limp and without any strength. At this moment, he was covered in sweat and black dust. Looking at the burning beams, he couldn't help but feel scared. "How did this start? Fortunately, the house didn't catch fire. Thank goodness!"

Otherwise, if someone had been burned to death, their Mo family would be in big trouble.

Hearing Mo Qingze's words, the villagers nearby were indignant. "Someone must have deliberately set the fire. This is an attempt on our lives. We must find this person and hand them over to the yamen."

"Yes, there was no thunder today, and it's the middle of the night. If it wasn't intentional, how could it have started?"

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 Chapter 850: Back to Jiang Yuan County

Shu Yu: I'm sorry, actually, it's me who has psychological trauma.

She felt helpless and tears welled up in her eyes. The next day, San Ya noticed that her second sister seemed a little off. Worriedly, she touched Shu Yu's forehead and asked, "Sister, what's wrong? Did yesterday's incident scare you?"

San Ya didn't think that Shu Yu would be scared by the knife assailant. After all, her sister had kicked him away.

What she was worried about was that Shu Yu might be scared by the sight of her almost getting stabbed by the knife.

Shu Yu couldn't find the words to respond. Unfortunately, when they went out, the members of the Lu family quietly approached her to ask about the situation.

Shu Yu shook her head at each of them and said, "Nothing happened at all."

Then, the old lady looked at her with a very subtle expression.

Shu Yu thought there might be something wrong with her complexion due to a lack of sleep. But the old lady whispered, "Ah Yu, have you noticed how brave San Ya has become?"

One could even describe her as audacious.

After hearing Ayu's description, the old lady could imagine how dangerous and terrifying the situation had been. Moreover, San Ya not only experienced it firsthand but also stood straight in front of the assailant and got blood splattered on her face. Wasn't that scene terrifying?

Yet, she was completely unharmed and even stayed behind to help.

The old lady found it inconceivable. "That girl used to be scared of everything, even when I raised my voice a little, she would think I wanted to eat her. She would just shrink and never dare to leave the house. But look at her now..."

As she spoke, she looked at Shu Yu.

Ever since Ah Yu had returned, San Ya had changed.

Shu Yu thought, "It's not my fault. It's all Zhao Xi's fault! Yes, it's him. He actually took San Ya to see blood."

Fortunately, Lu Erbai interjected, "This is probably the difference between having confidence and not having confidence."

Everyone agreed upon thinking about it. San Ya had mainly become more confident, and when a person is confident, they become fearless.

Moreover, Shu Yu, who had caused a major change in her mindset, was right beside her. What did she have to fear?

Shu Yu chuckled and quickly changed the subject. "Since nothing happened, let's pack up and set off. Otherwise, we'll be delayed another day."

"Yes, yes, let's stop talking here and move the luggage onto the car."

The Lu family started bustling about, and in no time, they left the inn, passed through the city gate, and left Dong'an Prefecture.

Perhaps because they were about to return home, the Lu family became more eager. They didn't stop on the way and hurried along. Finally, just before the city gate closed, they arrived in Jiangyuan County.

The Lu family had left the county in September last year, and now it was already late April, a full eight months had passed.

Returning now felt like they had traveled through a lifetime.

"It seems much livelier than before," the old lady remarked with emotion.

Lu Erbai nodded. "Yes, with Xiang Daren's here, Jiang Yuan County is definitely going to get better and better."

The former county magistrate wasn't a good person. He took everything for himself and didn't care about the well-being of the people. Naturally, the county would become worse under his rule.

As they were speaking, the mule cart entered Liufeng Lane.

It was already getting late, and the next day, Shu Yu would have to go to the county yamen to meet Xiang Weinan and finalize the household registration and house ownership.

Therefore, they planned to stay in the county for one day and return to Shishi Village the next day.

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  Chapter 118: Building a House (3)

"This is too extravagant, simply too extravagant!"

"Oh my god, that's glutinous rice! I hardly ever see it all year round!"

"How is this pouring glutinous rice? It's pouring out silver coins!"

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Wherever the Mo family went, they could hear similar remarks. If she could, Mo Yan wouldn't want to be so ostentatious, but unfortunately, in this era without cement, glutinous rice paste was the best adhesive.

In the past, those ancient buildings that had weathered the centuries, even thousands of years, mostly used glutinous rice paste for construction.

In the eyes of others, the Mo family was squandering, but all this glutinous rice was produced by the space. Mo Yan only spent some milling fees. Although she felt it was a waste, compared to building the perfect new home, this bit of waste didn't seem like a waste at all.

Master Lu and the others were quite satisfied. With glutinous rice paste, he naturally didn't want to use yellow clay. With glutinous rice paste, he could build the house more perfectly.

"Clan head, Qingze is so wealthy, using so much glutinous rice to build a house without batting an eye, but he's unwilling to spend eighty taels of silver to build an ancestral hall. Is he still a descendant of the Mo family?"

At the clan head's house, Mo Dashan endured his jealousy and distorted his face to sow discord.

Mo Fang, smoking a dry cigarette, glanced at Mo Dashan and then lowered his eyelids, saying faintly, "What do you want to do about it?"

Mo Dashan was delighted in his heart, showing a righteous appearance. "Of course, he should spend silver to build the ancestral hall. After all, we're all surnamed Mo."

Mo Fang didn't respond. Instead, he asked another question, "Do you know why Qingze's family didn't ask you and Da Mao to help with the house construction?"

"That's because he's narrow-minded. He blames me for taking the lead and making him spend silver on the ancestral hall."

Talking about this, Mo Dashan was so angry that he almost spat blood. When they went to help on New Year's Day, he and Da Mao Ironhead had said that there were enough people and they didn't need so many. They all had the same ancestor and surname, yet he dared to invite outsiders without inviting them. It was simply unacceptable!

Mo Fang sighed and tapped his cigarette holder. "Since you know, why did you still let Qingze spend the money alone?"

Mo Dashan's heart suddenly sank. He realized that the clan leader had no intention of letting Mo Qingze spend the money. He, with a petty mindset, thought that Mo Fang wanted to ingratiate himself with Mo Qingze and didn't want to offend him. His hatred towards Mo Qingze surged to its peak, wishing for him to suffer a great misfortune and never be able to rise again.

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After the foundation was completely solidified, the house finally began to be built.

The outer perimeter of the house was built according to the square frame of a quadrangle courtyard, but the interior was designed by Mo Yan based on the Suzhou garden architecture from her past life. Compared to the solemn and simple quadrangle courtyard, the garden-style structure was undoubtedly more elegant and refined.

Compared to digging the foundation, bricklaying was undoubtedly much faster. With glutinous rice paste and green bricks in abundance, the main house increased in height by one meter every day. If the weather was good and it didn't rain, the main house could be completed in seven days at most.

With the house construction becoming a hot topic, and with Mo Qingze and Li Zhong keeping an eye on it, Mo Yan shifted her focus to the several barren mountains.

There were several flat barren mountains near Liuyang Village, but the soil was relatively soft. Only the three barren mountains bought by Mo Yan were suitable for planting fruit trees.

The total area of these three barren mountains was about two hundred acres, and it was not an easy task to manage them. Mo Yan didn't plan to fix them all at once. She only planned to tidy up one of them first and remove the chickens that were about to multiply out of control in the space.

However, there were still some petty people who couldn't bear to see the Mo family's good fortune. While Mo Yan was arranging people to clear the barren mountains, the wood that had been prepared with Lin Yong's help last year was set on fire by someone...

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 Chapter 849: Is Everything Really Fine?

The three of them arrived at the inn while chatting.

As soon as they entered, they saw Ruan Shi and Da Ya returning from their outing. They had gone to a nearby clothing store to browse, and now that they were back, they had to take care of the store.

Although they had set up a food stall in Hei Chang County, Ruan Shi's expertise lay in making clothes. Da Ya had become increasingly skilled in makeup under Shu Yu's guidance.

Running a food stall and making clothes were completely different fields. With no sense of urgency anymore, they naturally focused on what they were good at.

The clothing stores in the capital city were different from those in the county. Although they didn't spend much time shopping, they gained a lot from it.

Ruan Shi even had several clothing designs in her mind. When they returned to Jiang Yuan County, she planned to discuss and work on them with Ah Xiang.

After the whole family returned to the inn, the old lady was in good spirits and quickly arranged for them to have a meal.

Since he hadn't had time to ask earlier, Lu Erbai began inquiring about the incident at the clinic now.

He had returned to the inn first and overheard the people in the lobby talking about the violent incident at Renxin medical Clinic. The rumors were becoming more and more exaggerated, claiming that multiple people had died and others were severely injured, and even that the assailant's entire family had been killed by the doctors.

The severity of the situation, as implied by the rumors, made Lu Erbai's eyelids twitch.

Fortunately, Zhao Xi pulled him back to their room before he could hear any more of those baseless rumors, which put Lu Erbai's mind at ease.

However, he still couldn't help but worry.

This time, Shu Yu didn't keep it from him and explained the whole situation, including San Ya's part. She didn't leave anything out.

The members of the Lu family were stunned after hearing the whole story. Then, in unison, they turned their heads to look at San Ya, who was happily enjoying her meal.

The old lady took a sip of water. After hearing the story, she could vividly imagine the bloody scene, which affected her appetite.

San Ya had experienced it firsthand and could still eat?

Zhao Xi, on the other hand, was excited. Indeed, she was the little junior sister he had chosen. At such a young age, she remained calm in the face of danger and even had experience treating injuries.

Even when he was as young as San Ya, he hadn't even taught anyone how to bandage wounds.

For some reason, he felt excited. Zhao Xi approached San Ya and started asking for more details while offering guidance.

San Ya listened attentively, taking notes and making connections on her own.

Zhao Xi became even happier as he listened. He decided to write a letter to his master later, telling him that he had found a treasure.

Watching the lively conversation between Zhao Xi and San Ya, the old lady exchanged glances with Shu Yu. Is everything really fine?

Shu Yu shook her head. She felt that it should be fine... But just to be cautious, when it was time to sleep, she said to the others, "I'll sleep with San Ya tonight. Even though nothing happened during the day, it doesn't mean there won't be any effects at night. I'll keep an eye on her."

The others had no objections, so Shu Yu took San Ya back to their room.

The little girl particularly liked sleeping with her second sister. After washing up, she obediently climbed into bed and eagerly looked at Shu Yu.

Shu Yu chuckled, blew out the candle, and gently patted her back.

San Ya fell asleep quickly. After being busy all day, she was truly exhausted.

She had originally wanted to talk to Shu Yu, but after a couple of sentences, she fell asleep.

However, Shu Yu didn't sleep well that night. She kept waking up to check on San Ya.

But the little girl slept soundly until morning, possibly even dreaming about delicious food. She smiled and pursed her lips, sleeping very sweetly. She didn't show any signs of fear, not even a slight tremor.

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 Chapter 705: Darling, I'll take you home

Operating room.

Dr. Chen realized that the situation was not good and quickly cut the umbilical cord connecting the baby to the mother and carried the child out.

"Bang!"

"Bang! Bang!"

"Boom! Boom! Bang!"

In an instant, a deafening explosion echoed from all directions.

At the moment the child was completely separated from Qin Ruan's body, all the lights in the operating room went out.

The entire hospital plunged into darkness, with only a few emergency lights emitting eerie and terrifying glows.

Hou Yunjiao found himself in the darkness, with Qin Ruan's face, whether crying, smiling, or filled with sadness, appearing in his mind.

He trembled as he pushed the operating room door.

The door didn't budge.

Without power, these two doors could only be opened through violence.

Hou Yirong took out a weapon from his waist and approached Hou Yunjiao, whispering, "Third Brother, be careful, I'll go see who's causing trouble behind us."

His tone concealed ruthlessness and a thirst for bloodshed.

The timing of the hospital's power outage was too coincidental, and Hou Yirong had already started speculating about conspiracies.

He couldn't guess which faction had made a move, but now the top priority was to ensure the safety of his third brother.

Hou Yunjiao stood at the entrance of the operating room, and in the darkness, no one could see the fear on his face.

Listening to the fading footsteps of Hou Yirong as he left, he said in a low voice, "Hou Zhi, Lin Hao, open the door for me by any means necessary, as quickly as possible!"

"Yes, Master!"

"Yes, Third Young Master!"

Lin Hao and Hou Zhi stepped forward.

They took out their phones and turned on the flashlight.

Both of them held weapons and aimed at the door's sensor control panel.

"Bang! Bang!"

Gunshots rang out, destroying the smart settings.

Huo Zhi bent down and tinkered with the door for tens of seconds.

She stood up and forcefully pushed open the operating room door.

The moment the door was opened, Hou Yunjiao took the phone from Lin Hao and walked into the operating room with a determined and menacing stride.

The overwhelming smell of blood that greeted him made Hou Yunjiao already tense gaze even colder.

"Hemostatic forceps."

"Gauze."

Dr. Chen's steady voice echoed from the front.

Hou Yunjiao followed the sound and stood at the entrance of one of the operating rooms.

In the dim light of the emergency lighting, he saw Dr. Chen Hengfeng suturing Qin Ruan's wound.

Hou Yunjiao stood motionless at the door, and in the darkness, no one could clearly see the horror on his face.

Hou Yunjiao's gaze was fixed on Qin Ruan, lying on the operating table. Her entire body was wrapped in a bright red color, and she lay still.

Hou Yunjiao held his breath, fearing that Qin Ruan had truly stopped breathing.

The suturing had taken nearly twenty minutes.

The machine next to her showed that Qin Ruan was stable, and Dr. Chen turned around with relief to check on the two children in the isolation warming box.

Before his gaze could fall on the children, he suddenly turned his head and met the deep, watery eyes of Hou Yunjiao, who was standing outside the operating room.

The operating room door opened, and Dr. Chen hurriedly walked up to Hou Yunjiao.

He looked nervous and said, "Third Young Master, how did you get in?"

Hou Yunjiao lowered the hand at his side, and his fingertips lightly rubbed together.

His voice was cold and indifferent, "There's a problem with the hospital's lighting control. Except for the emergency lights, all the other lights have blown out."

Dr. Chen breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Hou Yunjiao didn't trust him.

He adjusted his expression and spoke gently, "Young Madam has been safely rescued from danger. The two children also look fine. The next step is to transfer them to the sterile room for isolation. If the hospital's lighting control system is malfunctioning, we may have to transfer Madam and the children to another hospital."

Hou Yunjiao's eyes, deep as an ancient pool, fixed on Qin Ruan. "When can we leave? Arrange for examinations as soon as we get back."

"Anytime is fine."

"May I go in?"

"Of course."

Dr. Chen stepped aside, and Hou Yunjiao picked up Qin Ruan.

The person in his arms seemed to have become much lighter, and the compassion and concern he already felt for her deepened.

He held Qin Ruan and walked out of the operating room with a steady stride.

In this quiet space, his footsteps seemed to weigh on everyone's hearts.

Today, Hou Yunjiao, who usually kept his emotions hidden, gave off an exceptionally terrifying vibe.

As Hou Yunjiao carried Qin Ruan out, he told Lin Hao and Hou Zhi, who were guarding the operating room door, "Bring the children out and go home."

"Yes!"

They both replied in unison and moved quickly.

Dr. Chen directed them on how to transport the infants in the warming boxes.

As they passed one operating room after another, Hou Yunjiao finally left the gates of hell, standing in the corridor once more.

When Hou Yirong returned with his men and met Hou Yunjiao, he was soaked from head to toe.

He shook the wet hair from his face and said in a low voice, "Third Brother, something's not right with the hospital. All the lighting equipment is broken, and it doesn't seem like it was done by human hands."

Hou Yunjiao lowered his head and gazed tenderly at the person in his arms, saying, "Let's go home first."

Hou Yirong immediately noticed that his third brother was holding someone.

The person in his arms was wrapped tightly, not a strand of hair exposed.

There was no need to guess; this person was none other than Qin Ruan.

Hou Yirong asked, "The old mansion?"

Hou Yunjiao nodded, "Xiangxi Manor."

Hou Yunjiao, carrying Qin Ruan, walked downstairs.

Hou Yirong and his men followed.

  Chapter 117: Building a House (2)

In addition to the dozen or so young people from the Lin family, there were also several original residents of Liuyang Village recommended by Yang Bao, as well as a few members of the Mo family. They were the ones who had visited the Mo family on New Year's Day but hadn't pressured them into building a ancestral hall with money.

The master craftsmen for building the house had also been arranged in advance. Coincidentally, the master craftsman was named Lu, who happened to be the uncle of Liu Tinglan.

After Mo Yan and Liu Tinglan were rescued, they each returned to their own homes. Liu Tinglan spent a few days resting at home before coming with her parents to the Mo family to express gratitude.

Having gone through hardships together and having compatible personalities, they became good friends. When Liu Tinglan learned that the Mo family was planning to build a house, she immediately recommended her uncle, Master Lu, to Mo Yan.

Master Lu was well-known in the city, and many wealthy families would think of him first when they needed to build or renovate a house. Although he was originally a scholar, he was interested in construction. Despite strong opposition from his family, he abandoned his studies and formed his own construction team, building houses for people everywhere.

Master Lu was honest and never cut corners in his work. He was also skilled in drawing, so the houses he built were both sturdy and beautiful. Gradually, he made a name for himself in the capital. With his literary background and achievements, he was different from other craftsmen. He always treated his clients politely.

If it weren't for Liu Tinglan's request and Master Lu's gratitude for Mo Yan's help to his niece, the Mo family wouldn't have been able to engage such a "great god" to build their house.

On the sixth day of March, Master Lu arrived early in Liuyang Village with more than thirty workers. Following the drawings provided by Mo Yan, they quickly made plans and marked the foot lines with ink.

Seeing the vast expanse of black foot lines, both the workers and the curious villagers couldn't help but marvel: How many houses are they going to build in such a large area!

After all the foot lines were marked, more than eighty people grabbed their hoes and shovels and enthusiastically began working on the barren land.

The Mo family's foundation was close to Yuhua Mountain and much higher than Liuyang Village, with a very broad view. On the left was a mountain path, and on the right was a river flowing through the mountain. In terms of Feng Shui, this was definitely an excellent site.

The first step in building a house was to dig the foundation. The Mo family's construction area was not small, so digging the foundation alone was a huge project.

Fortunately, there were many helpers, and the Mo family provided generous wages. Everyone worked very hard. In just half a month, including the courtyard wall, all the foundations were dug.

During the foundation digging process, cartloads of stones, green bricks, and green tiles were continuously brought in from outside.

These building materials were purchased through Master Lu's connections from good quarries and brick kilns, and the prices were very affordable, saving the Mo family a lot of expenses.

Mo Yan knew that if it weren't for Master Lu's reputation, it would have been a problem whether they could buy these good materials at a cheap price or not.

The commotion caused by the Mo family's house construction was so great that some people couldn't help but gossip behind their backs: "They've only made a few bucks, and they're showing off like this."

"Yeah, with just a few people living in such a big house, won't it feel empty at night?"

"Tsk, they've got money burning holes in their pockets. We, who toil in the fields, can't even imagine it!"

...

Mo Yan naturally didn't take these sour words to heart. It was just sour grapes. She couldn't stop them from talking. Even if they said more, she would continue with the construction.

Money could be earned again, but if the house didn't meet their expectations, they couldn't just tear it down and rebuild it!

If the Mo family's lavish use of green bricks and green tiles to build the house made the people of Liuyang Village envy and resentful, then when bag after bag of white glutinous rice was steamed and poured onto the ground, mixed with mud to make rice slurry, almost everyone present felt their hearts bleeding.

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 Chapter 704: Twin Birth, Power and Prosperity in One's Hands

"How low is the chance?" Hou Yirong interjected from the side.

Chen Hengfeng replied, "It's uncertain, it's a fifty-fifty possibility."

Hou Yirong's handsome face showed a hint of seriousness as he asked, "How can we ensure the children's survival?"

Chen Hengfeng controlled the sweat on his forehead and spoke rapidly, "As soon as the children are born, they will be sent to the intensive care unit. Since they are premature and require specialized monitoring and treatment for complications of premature birth, they need meticulous care. Only under these conditions, with no external factors, can they survive."

Hou Yunjiao released Dr. Chen's collar and fixed him with a calm and intense gaze.

"Will the adults be harmed?"

At this moment, the Third Young Master no longer displayed humility or elegance, but rather a cold and ruthless demeanor, emanating an imposing aura from deep within.

Chen Hengfeng quickly shook his head and turned to the Second Young Master, "If the children are delivered, Third Madam will undergo immediate surgery. Her injuries are caused by external factors, and there is an 85% chance of her recovering from life-threatening conditions."

Hou Yirong stroked his chin and asked again, "What if we don't deliver the children?"

Chen Hengfeng's eyes flickered slightly, unable to meet the Third Young Master's gaze directly.

He turned to the Second Young Master and said, "Third Young Madam has lost too much blood, and she is at risk of becoming a vegetative state. However, the children in her womb don't need to be delivered immediately. We can use external assistance to ensure they continue to receive nutrients from her. If we do that, both children can stay in the womb until full term, which would be healthier for them."

The last sentence held a deeper meaning, and it did not escape on Hou Qiang, Hou Zhi, Lin Hao, and the others.

Especially Lin Hao, who stared angrily at Chen Hengfeng, his eyes filled with resentment.

If looks could kill, Dr. Chen would have been annihilated a thousand times over.

Hou Yunjiao furrowed his brows, and his eyes instantly grew colder.

Colder, more tyrannical.

He spoke in a deep voice, "Deliver the children, prepare the intensive care unit. I want both the adults and the children to be safe."

Chen Hengfeng's eyes briefly showed surprise, but he nodded vigorously and turned to re-enter the operating room.

The door closed slowly, and Hou Yirong cast a complex gaze at the exhausted Hou Yunjiao.

"Don't we need to discuss this with Grandfather?" he asked.

Hou Yunjiao's tone was cold, "Discuss what?"

"Premature babies at six months have a very low chance of survival once they are born."

There was another layer of meaning hidden in Chen Hengfeng's words. Qin Ruan had already reached this point, and he had used special means to save her when she was on the brink of death. Even if she became a living dead, it would allow the two children in her womb to continue absorbing nutrients from her body. When the children were fully developed, they could be safely delivered from her womb. Hou Yirong was sure his third brother had understood this.

Hou Yunjiao frowned, his dark and icy eyes fixed on Hou Yirong.

"Second brother, this is a matter between Ruan Ruan and me."

Implicitly, it had nothing to do with you or Grandfather.

"Fine... as you wish." Hua Yirong knew his mood wasn't good and didn't want to provoke him.

Leaning against the corridor wall, he sighed, "It's a pity I don't know if my two nephews will have the chance to see the world lively."

Hou Yunjiao glanced at him sideways, "If you don't speak, no one will mistake you for a mute."

Lin Hao, who had been hiding in the corner, heard that Third Young Master wanted both the adults and the children and felt his heart sink.

Being from the same Western City, he hoped Qin Ruan would survive.

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Film and television studio

Xiao Yunchen was still clutching his chest tightly, as if his heart had been forcibly torn out, rendering him unable to speak a word.

Changyuan

looked anxious, not knowing what to do. "Master, where do you feel uncomfortable?"

He held Xiao Yunchen in his arms, firmly restraining him from hurting himself. Just a moment ago, the Master had tried to bash his head against the wall due to the intense pain in his chest.

Under Chang Yuan's restraint, Xiao Yunchen resembled a stranded fish, occasionally uttering hoarse and incoherent words.

"Soft... dead..."

He occasionally muttered a few words, though they were barely comprehensible.

Changyuan leaned in to listen, but the words were not clear.

Xiao Yunchen clung tightly to his black robe, trembling all over, and gritted his teeth, "Save... Soft..."

Before he could finish his sentence, he closed his eyes tightly and passed out completely.

"Thump, thump..."

"Yunchen, are you awake?"

Outside the resting room, Xu Enhao's worried voice could be heard.

"Yunchen, I'm coming in."

Changyuan placed Xiao Yunchen on the bed and quickly disappeared.

The door was opened, and Xu Enhao immediately saw Xiao Yunchen lying on the bed, drenched in sweat, with his ancient costume wrinkled from the struggle.

Xu Enhao's first reaction was that Xiao Yunchen had awakened but then lost consciousness again.

His face turned pale, and he rushed forward.

"Yunchen, are you okay?"

Xiao Yunchen was covered in sweat, and his breathing had become lighter.

Xu Enhao quickly called for help, not wanting to delay for a moment, ignoring the presence of others and sending him to the hospital.

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Hou Family Private Hospital.

"Ah ah ah!!!"

Inside the operating room, Qin Ruan's agonizing screams echoed.

Hou Yunjiao, who was guarding outside the door, Hou Yirong, and the others, tensed up.

Among them, Hou Yunjiao was the most nervous in his current posture.

He took large strides to the door of the operating room, attempting to see the situation inside through the frosted glass window.

Hou Yirong stepped forward and patted his shoulder, "Don't be nervous, Old Chen will definitely save the Third Sister-in-law."

Both children are behind their mother, and Old Chen wouldn't dare to tamper with this matter. Since the other party claimed they could save Qin Ruan, it must be foolproof.

Hou Yunjiao clenched his fists tightly, his handsome face showing an icy demeanor, his eyes filled with undisguised worry and panic.

Inside the operating room.

Chen Hengfeng cut open Qin Ruan's abdomen and removed the first child. She suddenly opened her eyes and resisted vehemently, feeling the child being taken away from her.

"Child, don't take away my... child..."

"Third... Third Young

Master... save Hao Yao..."

Chen Hengfeng, holding back tears, heard Qin Ruan's screams as he held the tiny infant.

He handed the child to his assistant and walked to Qin Ruan, calling out, "Third Young Madam?"

Qin Ruan's eyes were vacant, and she kept murmuring about the Third Master, Hao Yao, and saving the child.

Dr. Chen carefully examined her pupils and realized that Qin Ruan hadn't truly awakened. She had forcibly broken free from a powerful sleep-inducing spell. This condition, known as awake but comatose, was a special form of consciousness disorder.

Seeing that Qin Ruan was preoccupied with worrying about the child, Dr. Chen decided not to communicate with her further.

He needed to continue delivering the second child.

The second child was smaller in size, and Dr. Chen handled him with extreme care.

This child was the fourth-generation direct descendant of the Hou family, and whether they would survive later on, they were destined for a life of privilege, power, and wealth from birth.

As the child was about to be born, a strange scene unfolded.

The lights in the operating room flickered on and off, flashing erratically.

Was there a malfunction or a short circuit in the lighting control system?

Not only in the operating room, but also in the corridor outside, Hou Yunjiao and the others were trapped in an eerie atmosphere.

The corridor lights kept flickering, creating an eerie and unsettling atmosphere. In the dimly lit space, it felt like some eerie creatures were lurking in the darkness.

Through the glass windows of the hallway, they could clearly see that even the streetlights in the hospital courtyard had gone haywire.

In this alternating bright and dim space, the Third Young Master's voice was as cold as ice, "What's going on?"

"I'll go check!"

Hou Qiang led the way with his men.

In the flashing lights, their figures seemed inexplicably eerie.

 Chapter 848: Doctor Xie's Regret

Unable to disclose San Ya's apprenticeship, Shu Yu could only vaguely say, "San Ya's master told us that she hasn't completed her apprenticeship yet, so it wouldn't be appropriate to speak of her master outside. I apologize for that."

Doctor Xie frowned. Were there really such medical practitioners? However, seeing Shu Yu's enigmatic expression, Doctor Xie couldn't help but feel that San Ya's master must be an extraordinary figure.

If that was the case, Doctor Xie couldn't insist any further.

She nodded and, with a tinge of regret in her gaze as she looked at San Ya, said to them, "Please wait here for a moment."

Shu Yu was puzzled, but she saw Doctor Xie quickly return to the clinic.

After a while, Doctor Xie hurriedly came back and handed a note to San Ya. "This is my address. If you ever need anything in the future, you can come to the clinic to find me. If I'm not there, you can come to this place to find me."

San Ya grinned. "Okay, I'll keep it safe."

Docto Xie, in a rare occurrence, curved her lips slightly and smiled faintly.

Since San Ya had finished her work and it was getting late, Shu Yu planned to leave with her.

The innkeeper rushed out and handed them a gift box. "Miss Lu, please accept this as a token of gratitude."

The clinic had no shortage of tonics, and the innkeeper couldn't find anything else suitable as a gift, so he packed some items from the storeroom to give to Shu Yu.

Shu Yu accepted the gift, thanked him, and left with San Ya and Meng Yunzheng.

San Ya seemed unaffected during the journey, and she was even a little excited because of her efforts earlier.

She said to Shu Yu, "Second Sister, Doctor Liu is not in critical condition for now. According to Doctor Xie, the assailant's knife did not hit any vital areas, and because he was trembling, the wounds were not too deep. They managed to save him temporarily. However, they need to be cautious and prevent the wounds from worsening and causing a fever at night. But there's no need to worry too much. The doctors at the clinic are skilled and will do their best to help Doctor Liu recover."

Shu Yu held San Ya's hand. "Doctor Liu is a kind-hearted person. He will surely be rewarded for his good deeds."

San Ya nodded vigorously. However, after walking a few steps, she suddenly fell silent.

Shu Yu lowered her gaze. "What's wrong?"

"Second... Second Sister, can I learn something else?"

"What do you want to learn?"

"I want to learn martial arts." San Ya looked up. "That way, if I encounter a situation like today, I can kick the person's knife away with a 'ha' sound, just like Second Sister."

Shu Yu was sure she didn't go 'ha.'

But San Ya's idea aligned perfectly with her own thoughts. Although today's incident was a rare occurrence, there were always people with clouded minds who wanted to vent their anger on someone, and doctors were often the scapegoats.

San Ya was proactive and considered the long-term consequences. Shu Yu couldn't refuse.

"Okay, then learn martial arts. But learning martial arts is hard work."

San Ya shook her head. "I'm not afraid of hard work." After all, she was someone who wasn't afraid of blood.

Seeing San Ya's confident expression, Shu Yu felt that she might have some misconceptions about the hardships of learning martial arts. She couldn't help but glance at Meng Yunzheng, who had remained silent throughout the journey. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "I'll teach her. She doesn't want to become a martial arts expert; she just wants to have the ability to protect herself."

"That would be great."

"After all, I practice martial arts daily." Meng Yunzheng had good self-discipline and spent his days practicing martial arts, studying, and occasionally doing paintings to earn money. His life was fulfilling.

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