Online: I Can See Health Bars Chapter 1256 - 556: Secret Affair (2)

Shopkeeper Che Xintai's remarks helped Song Zhenrong settle down somewhat.

Excessive worry leads to chaos; under normal circumstances, he would have managed the situation far better, yet now he struggled to compose himself and merely nodded at Che Xintai.

Song Zhenrong vowed to repay this favor whenever the opportunity arose, but right now, his sole concern was if his little sister Song Xi could survive.

Right after their conversation ended, the initial group of Doctors arrived on the scene.

These were exactly the physicians employed by Che Xintai's family.

Though not exceptionally skilled, these Doctors far surpassed mediocre ones like Doctor Zhao from small clinics.

Upon witnessing Song Xi's frail state and grave wounds, their faces turned grim in unison, yet they promptly applied urgent treatments.

It was only then that Song Xi's weakening breaths steadied slightly.

"...Thank you!"

Song Zhenrong gazed at Che Xintai, his voice hushed.

At that moment, the next wave of Doctors burst in, carrying vital medicinal materials; evidently, they formed the medical squad from the Foolish Underworld.

This group included the famed Miracle Doctor Mo of the Foolish Underworld, instantly brightening the tense atmosphere.

"Please, Miracle Doctor Mo, save her!"

Song Zhenrong rushed ahead to greet him.

However...

The whole night flew by in a flash.

Even with numerous Doctors striving to save her and lavish amounts of precious medicinal materials poured in, Song Xi's life hung by a mere thread; her state showed little progress.

"How can this be?!"

Song Zhenrong stood stunned.

To him, his sister Song Xi's wounds, severe as they were, ought not to be overly complex.

Regarding the Demon Suppression Gun impaling her chest, Che Xintai's presence meant the treatment for that specific injury should have been straightforward.

For the missing arm, Song Zhenrong wasn't demanding Miracle Doctor Mo reattach it; he just sought to preserve her life—why was it so challenging?

"It's very strange."

Miracle Doctor Mo, advanced in years, had a stooped back that refused to straighten anymore.

Lacking great innate talent, he had devoted his entire existence to the Foolish Underworld in Thunder City, honing his medical skills relentlessly, making them quite impressive, with innumerable injuries witnessed over time.

Yet... Deputy Captain Song Xi's injuries baffled him.

The chest wound from the Demon Suppression Gun needed no further comment; he'd handled it, and with adequate rest, recovery seemed feasible.

That severed arm wound, however... proved anything but straightforward.

It went beyond a mere amputation; rather, it resembled a toxin applied to the site, persistently tormenting the sufferer while nullifying standard remedies.

Throughout the night, he'd tried multiple medicinal formulas and conferred endlessly with fellow Doctors, but no solution emerged.

"If the condition isn't controlled... within a day, Deputy Captain Song Xi will probably pass away."

Accustomed to births and deaths, Miracle Doctor Mo's steady voice still shook Song Zhenrong to his core.

"No... no! Miracle Doctor Mo, you must have a way, right! You must have a way to save my sister, right!"

Miracle Doctor Mo sighed deeply.

"I will do my best, but if you truly want her to live, don’t pin too much hope on me. From my many years of medical practice, the wound on Deputy Captain Song Xi’s arm has an extremely strong aggressiveness and rejection, as if it had come to life, sprouting rows of barbed burrs, spreading through the wound like a plague and rejecting the absorption of any medicine. With such a bizarre condition, let alone curing it, even just suppressing the deterioration of the wound is extremely difficult for me, so you had best quickly seek someone more capable."

When Miracle Doctor Mo uttered the term "infection," the Doctors still tending to Song Xi recoiled in shock, growing hesitant to continue their efforts.

Song Zhenrong's eyes turned bloodshot; regardless of Song Xi's stubborn nature, she remained his beloved sister—he couldn't bear to see her perish.

In all of the Foolish Underworld, Miracle Doctor Mo stood as the top Doctor.

Only the Divine Doctors retained exclusively by the Ten Major Families outshone him.

Yet Doctors of that caliber lay beyond his reach to summon.

Though bearing the Song surname, he belonged not to the Ten Major Families, merely sharing a prominent name in Thunder City by coincidence.

"What should I do..."

Song Zhenrong gripped his fists tightly.

The single approach crossing his mind involved pleading with his superior—the Hall Master, or perhaps the Mansion Lord—to urge the Ten Major Families to honor the Foolish Underworld’s Hall Master and Mansion Lord by dispatching a Divine Doctor to rescue her.

Even in his own heart, Song Zhenrong lacked any guarantee that events would reach such a point. To save his sister’s life, he had no choice but to risk it all.

"Miracle Doctor Mo, I have just one plea: keep my sister alive until I return!"

"I’ll give it my all."

Song Zhenrong leaped onto his horse and galloped away, bound straight for the Foolish Underworld.

After Song Zhenrong’s departure, Che Xintai stayed back at the clinic.

Gazing at Song Xi’s severed limb, she sank into a trance of deep reflection.

Abruptly, she felt a stir and clutched her abdomen on reflex, then ordered her followers.

"I’ll head out briefly. Watch over this spot carefully."

"Yes!"

Che Xintai departed from the modest clinic seized the night before, hurried along the street, and came to a halt outside a rice shop.

"This place..."

Her hand pressed to her belly, sensing the fetus’s movements within, a stunned look crossed Che Xintai’s features before she boldly entered the rice shop.

Surprisingly, neither the shopkeeper nor the attendants acknowledged Che Xintai’s presence.

Another figure hastened over instead.

"My lord awaits on the second floor. Let me escort you, Madam."

Trailing the man up the stairs, Che Xintai finally encountered the object of her deepest longing.

"Mr. Song!"

Ignoring all propriety, Che Xintai lunged directly into the man’s embrace.

Wed though she was, Che Xintai’s heart belonged solely to the man standing there; her so-called "husband" existed only as a pretense for others.

Mr. Song had arranged her marriage to that man purely for the mission, against her own wishes.

"Lady Tai looks worn thin."

Mr. Song used his fingers to tilt Che Xintai’s chin upward.

Her present gentle, alluring poise stood in stark contrast to her everyday commanding aura as Captain; for those with unusual preferences, this appearance carried a distinct charm.

After a passionate kiss, Mr. Song posed his question.

"What urgent issue made Lady Tai contact me in such haste?"

"A demon! Mr. Song, that Defiled Blood Clone Demon has me in its sights! I don’t mind dying, but the child inside me..."

Mr. Song extended his hand to softly caress Che Xintai’s belly; his touch nearly sent her into a dreamy bliss, cherishing every instant of it.

"A demon so audacious as to eye our child... Fear not, I’ll station hidden protectors to keep you and the baby utterly safe."

"Mr. Song, you’re awful! Whatever makes you think you know if it’s a boy or girl in my belly!"

Uttering this, Che Xintai lifted her eyes to stare obsessively at Mr. Song and dropped a bombshell.

"Mr. Song, I wish for the child to carry your surname."

Mr. Song was thoroughly taken aback by her declaration.

He swiftly calmed her with soothing phrases, quelling the idea for now.

Aside from the disaster if their liaison surfaced, the true form of whatever grew in her belly stayed a mystery.

Even so, the Martial Arts Training physique served as superb groundwork, representing his most advanced breakthrough after years of study.

Once he’d convinced Che Xintai to go, Mr. Song mulled things over in the chamber before exiting too.

"Young Master!"

"Young Master!"

With deferential farewells from the rice shop’s entire crew, Mr. Song proceeded to the Bo Family, one of Thunder City’s Ten Major Families.

His wife on paper had lingered at her parental home for some while.

By both feeling and duty, he needed to sweet-talk her homeward, or troubles would brew.

...

The Bo Family.

"How dare you face me again, you ruthless scum!"

Bo Shan’s chest heaved furiously.

She hurled every nearby object at her husband in name only.