Chapter 270: Swinging a big saber in front of Guan Gong (Second Watch)

Watching Li Mi leave, Shen Suhua couldn’t help but comment, "Mi Mi is really a good girl, Shi Qin, what do you think?"

These words reached Li Mi’s ears, and the corners of her mouth lifted into a faint curve.

The anger that had been hidden in her heart instantly dissipated by a large margin.

Song Shiqin, caught off guard by Shen Suhua’s sudden inquiry, responded politely, "Quite good."

His voice was very deep, a truly charming timbre.

Each word settled into Li Mi’s heart.

This man, Song Shiqin, she had set her sights on him!

Chu Jin, holding a dagger, slowly made her way to the side of the bed and sat down, placing her hand on Wen Ziyao’s pulse and gently closing her eyes.

She was channeling a continuous stream of Spiritual Power into Wen Ziyao’s meridians.

Thin beads of sweat quickly appeared on the tip of her nose.

To outsiders, she appeared to be merely taking the pulse.

Nearly every pair of eyes was fixated on her.

Perhaps they hadn’t expected her to be able to take a pulse.

Under the light, the girl sat there quietly, her white clothes as pristine as snow, her perfect features resembling finely-sculpted jade. Suddenly, she opened her eyes, and in that instant, all else lost its color, and the sun and moon dimmed.

Her dark hair and black pupils seemed as though drawn in an illustration.

Song Shiqin’s breathing became slightly labored, his heartbeat losing its rhythm. He steadied his mind and, without a trace, shifted his gaze away.

Luckily, both Shen Suhua and Zhang Zijun were focused on the person before them and no one noticed his disturbance.

"Master Chu, how is it, can Yaoyao be saved?" Seeing her open her eyes, Shen Suhua asked eagerly.

"I do not yet know how Miss Wen managed to encounter this affliction. Let’s wait until she wakes up and explains the situation clearly," Chu Jin responded.

A military family compound like this, with its integrity, should not have allowed malevolent forces to enter.

Unless, someone had brought them in deliberately.

Shen Suhua said with some difficulty, "But, but Yaoyao is already delirious..."

How could a person who was out of their mind explain the situation clearly?

Chu Jin looked up at Shen Suhua and said, "I have my ways to make her lucid."

Upon hearing this, both Song Shiqin and Zhang Zijun looked at her as well.

The skepticism in their eyes was quite apparent.

For her to claim she could bring Wen Ziyao back to consciousness was an outrageous statement!

Although the other two were skeptical of Chu Jin’s words,

Shen Suhua was overjoyed, "Really? That’s wonderful."

Having witnessed Chu Jin’s capabilities, Shen Suhua knew she wouldn’t speak rashly without being certain.

It could be said that she had absolute trust in Chu Jin now.

Chu Jin nodded and then asked, "Who is Lin Xiaoman?"

Since Wen Ziyao, even in her delirious state, could still call out Lin Xiaoman’s name, then this matter must be related to Lin Xiaoman somehow.

Upon hearing the name Lin Xiaoman, Shen Suhua’s expression changed and she let out a deep sigh, "Speaking of Little Man, she too is a child fated for hardships. She was university classmates with Yaoyao and also her roommate. They were very close, and the girl visited our home twice, looking bright and courteous, but tragically, during Yaoyao’s sophomore year, Little Man committed suicide by jumping into a river and couldn’t be saved. So young, and gone just like that."

Committed suicide by jumping into a river?

Chu Jin narrowed her eyes slightly and then asked, "How many years has it been since her death?"

After pondering, Shen Suhua replied, "This year marks the fourth."

Chu Jin nodded slightly, saying nothing more. She picked up the nearby dagger, grabbed Wen Ziyao’s arm, and turned to Shen Suhua, "Please, bring me a glass."

No sooner had she finished speaking than Zhang Zijun immediately passed a glass to her, now very curious to see what Chu Jin would do next.

Since she had previously boasted about bringing Wen Ziyao back to consciousness, she certainly would have some interesting moves up her sleeve.

Song Shiqin was equally curious.

Placing the glass on the ground, Chu Jin held Wen Ziyao’s wrist, her eyes narrowed slightly, and without any hesitation, she slid the blade across Wen Ziyao’s wrist.

Her action was swift, the blade falling as soon as her hand moved, not even a furrow in her brow.

The other three present had not anticipated such an action.

Everyone’s eyes flashed with surprise.

The room was so quiet that only faint breathing could be heard.

Bright red blood almost instantly emerged from Wen Ziyao’s wrist.

All attention was on Wen Ziyao and Chu Jin; nobody noticed that in the floor-to-ceiling mirror at the foot of the bed, the reflection of a sixth person appeared—a figure not amongst those present.

Clad in a red dress, the figure was ghostly, with long black hair that covered her entire head, making it difficult to discern whether she was facing towards you or away from you.

It looked extraordinarily terrifying.

As if at any moment, she would crawl out of the mirror.

A chill breeze blew through the room, leaving a cold shiver down everyone’s spine.

Blood drop by drop fell into the glass on the floor.

Chu Jin slightly concentrated, grasped the dagger again, and moved towards Wen Ziyao’s arm, but just as she raised her hand before it fell, the dagger in her grasp was snatched away by someone.

With great force.

An angry voice rang out in the air, "What are you doing? Do you want to kill Yaoyao? Don’t you know there’s a major artery on the wrist, which if cut, will cause unstoppable bleeding!"

The newcomer was Li Mi, who looked down on Chu Jin, her eyes and brows not hiding her arrogance.

"Of course, I know," Chu Jin looked up slightly, her tone calm, "Miss Li can rest assured, my family has practiced medicine for generations, and I have some medical knowledge, so I understand this common sense. I will avoid the major artery and will not cause unstoppable bleeding."

"Generations of doctors?" Li Mi looked at her with mocking eyes, scoffed, and said, "May I ask how old you are? Do you have enough clinical experience? Do you have a medical qualification certificate? Do you know how many acupoints are in the human body? Where are the lethal acupoints? I don’t know what trick you used to deceive Auntie, but as long as I am here, you will not hurt Yaoyao even the slightest bit!"

She had disliked Chu Jin for a long time.

Who knows where this wild girl came from, enchanting Master Shen Suhua into calling her Master!

It was one thing for Shen Suhua to be deceived; the problem was that Song Shiqin’s attention had also been drawn to her.

She didn’t even measure her own worth, yet she dared say she could avoid the major artery!

After all, she was a real doctor.

This wild girl knew nothing, yet she rushed to treat Wen Ziyao—it was absurd.

She didn’t even take a look at herself! Yet she claimed to know medical skills!

It was simply an insult to the term ’medical skills.’

Chu Jin chuckled, her clear voice resonating, "The human body has 409 acupoints, including 361 on the 14 meridians and 48 extraordinary points. Among them, 36 major acupoints are known as lethal points, and these are Baihui, Yintang, Jingming... Sanyinjiao, Yongquan."

Her voice was unpretentious, just like her demeanor, which seemed perfect without the slightest flaw.

It had the fluidity of gushing spring water, extremely lively.

Very pleasing to the ear.

Nobody expected her to answer Li Mi’s questions with such composure.

Song Shiqin’s eyes revealed a look of surprise.

Li Mi was indeed a person with a strong aura, having studied abroad for ten years—most girls would disappear in her presence.

But in front of Chu Jin, even brightly dressed Li Mi seemed to lose her luster.

The impression she gave was one of composure and assurance, emanating an aura that seemed at odds with her actual age.

As if nothing could perturb her any longer.

Having spoken, Chu Jin turned her head to look at Li Mi, her delicate jaw lifted slightly, the corners of her lips tilted up, "Miss Li, am I correct?"

Though she was smiling, Li Mi failed to see a trace of warmth in her eyes.

Li Mi subconsciously felt that this wild girl was not easy to handle!

Perhaps she came specifically for Song Shiqin.

After all, Song Shiqin’s status was evident, and many coveted the position of Mrs. Song.

But she didn’t reflect upon her own status—how could someone like her think she can cling to Song Shiqin?

That was laughable.

Did she really think knowing a bit of medical knowledge would make Song Shiqin take notice of her?

Didn’t she know that I’ve studied abroad? In terms of medical skills, no one in the country could compare to me!

With her trifling medical skills, she wanted to show off in front of me?

That was like playing the lute to a cow.

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