Divine Doctor, Sweet Wife Chapter 2: Reborn Into The Seventies
Previously on Divine Doctor, Sweet Wife...
A heavy weight pressed down on her, accompanied by a scorching heat that made breathing nearly impossible. When Gu Qingyao finally forced her eyes open, she was met with a gaze overflowing with raw desire.
Those eyes were burning with a mixture of intense longing and deep devotion!
Gu Qingyao’s eyes snapped wide in shock!
Mo Beihan was positioned directly over her. In the dim moonlight, her blouse had been partially unbuttoned, revealing pale skin and a delicate collarbone that pushed his self-control to the breaking point. However, he fought the urge. This was his Yao Yao; he could never bring himself to harm her.
In their past life, this very incident had left Yao Yao traumatized forever. Now that he had been given a second chance, he vowed never to do anything that would hurt her again.
Mo Beihan couldn't understand how he had ended up here after being killed in that car accident, but...
“Don’t be afraid! Yao Yao, don’t be afraid! I will not hurt you!”
With a Great effort, he pulled away and yanked the blanket up, tucking her in until only her head was visible.
“Listen to me. Don’t scream. I... I will not hurt you.”
Mo Beihan felt as if his blood was boiling, every fiber of his being demanding he take the woman before him, but he refused!
He absolutely could not!
Gu Qingyao lay there, her mind still struggling to process the reality of the situation.
What... what was happening?
Hadn't she perished in the crash?
Why was she seeing Brother Beihan once more?
Mo Beihan intended to find ice water to suppress his urges. Seeing him prepare to leave, Gu Qingyao instinctively reached out to grab him, though she lacked the strength to truly hold him back.
She tried to speak, but her voice failed her completely.
Her reaction helped Mo Beihan regain a sliver of clarity.
That's right!
He couldn't leave yet. Yao Yao was being framed, and that scoundrel would be arriving shortly.
Just as the thought crossed his mind, Mo Beihan caught a faint noise. In a flash, a scrawny, repulsive man climbed through the window and stepped inside.
The intruder was stunned to find two people in the room, especially with Mo Beihan standing by the door. Panicking, he immediately tried to flee.
Mo Beihan lunged forward to intercept him, clamping a hand over the man's mouth to silence any cries. If the neighbors were alerted, everything would be ruined.
The man tried to scream, but no sound escaped. Before he could even react, Mo Beihan’s fist collided violently with his face.
“Bang!”
The blow sent him crashing down by the window. He scrambled to his feet, desperate to get away.
Because Mo Beihan was battling the effects of the drug, he wasn't at full strength, allowing the man to escape into the night. Luckily, the darkness prevented the intruder from realizing Mo Beihan was compromised.
Meanwhile, Gu Qingyao finally realized what was happening!
Wasn't this exactly like her previous life?
She... she had been reborn?
Wracked with physical agony, Mo Beihan pulled out a dagger and drove it into his own arm. The sharp, agonizing pain finally cleared the fog in his mind.
Terrified by his actions, Gu Qingyao tried to cry out but remained speechless.
Mo Beihan looked at her, offering a comforting word: “Don’t be afraid. I was just drugged. This will help me stay conscious. I’ll be fine soon!”
He then headed toward the door, intending to find some cold water.
Gu Qingyao reached out again, but her limbs felt like lead. Once Mo Beihan stepped out, she was left alone in the silence of the room.
Gu Qingyao never imagined she would get to return to this time. What's more, the way things were unfolding seemed different from her first life.
This change was positive. Brother Beihan had kept his senses, but she couldn't relax yet; Zhang Xiaohui would be arriving with a crowd very soon.
Gu Qingyao tested her senses and was overjoyed to find that the interspace from her past life had followed her. Quickly, she retrieved a few silver needles, pricked herself, and swallowed a pill.
The Gu family possessed a deep heritage of medical knowledge, and she had spent her previous life learning from her grandfather. The drug Zhang Xiaohui had used was a simple anesthetic that Gu Qingyao neutralized with ease.
Hearing movement in the kitchen, Gu Qingyao knew Mo Beihan was looking for water. She hurriedly climbed out of bed to find him.