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"Uh, what do you an by that? You’ve taken a liking to ?"
It’s no wonder Yan Jinsu was so shaless. Here was a grown man, blushing constantly in her presence. What was he blushing for?
Upon hearing this, the male assistant also looked up in astonishnt at Yan Jinsu, his face expressing how thick-skinned she was. His boss, Doctor Zhou, would never fall for such a female bandit!
Thinking this, the male assistant turned to look at his own boss, Doctor Zhou, only to find that the typically cold and detached doctor was actually looking at Yan Jinsu with rare embarrassnt and nodded.
He... nodded?!!!
"..." Yan Jinsu saw this, and instead of being touched, she was on guard and suspiciously asked him, "Do you have an ’M’ temperant, a masochistic streak?"
Otherwise, why would any normal man take a fancy to her when she appears in front of Wu Xuming? Striding in all wrinkled, hair a ss, and even looking unwell, a woman in such a state wouldn’t normally attract a man’s interest—how could an unkempt woman like that be attractive?
Moreover, the violence she had just displayed while asserting her power, no normal man would fall for her because of that!
Yet, Wu Xuming had indeed nodded. Hearing Yan Jinsu’s impolite inquiry, he thought for a while, shook his head, and explained, "Ms. Yan, I certainly don’t have a fetish for being mistreated. It’s just that seeing your impressive manner when beating up those guys, my heart couldn’t help but beat faster."
This piqued Wu Xuming’s curiosity about Yan Jinsu.
After all, since returning from studying abroad, Wu Xuming found little interest in anything except for his dical research.
This feeling of ’madness for love’ was truly the first ti he had experienced such deep emotions in his nearly twenty-six years of life—realizing that humans have feelings and a strong heartbeat that doesn’t require any dication to experience a powerful pulse.
Yan Jinsu frowned, glanced at Liu Dongzhu who was still collapsed on the ground unable to get up, weighed the two guns at her waist, and threatened clearly:
"Doctor Wu, I don’t want to know what you an, it’s none of my business. Just one thing, let make it clear: I, Yan Jinsu, am the lawful wife of Xie Jingchen. I love my husband and my children deeply, and I don’t like anyone peeping into my life!
Doctor Wu, don’t be foolish like your sister. I’m not so polite with n! This is my last warning: you and I are from completely different worlds, and most importantly, you’re not my type, so don’t ddle and be detested!"
After speaking her piece, Yan Jinsu’s gaze imdiately avoided eting Wu Xuming’s eyes.
Her gaze shifted, admiring the sight of Liu Dongzhu in pain, trying to faint but unable to, trying to sit up but failing, just like the two burly n at her side, laying on the ground unable to move a finger. She felt a portion of the anger in her heart dissipate.
As for her being too rough, causing severe fractures or whatever, huh, one can’t appreciate her current feelings of urgency and anger without being the victim!
What, that’s enough? Hah, how could it be!
They weren’t Qi Chunlan, who made her completely passive and helpless.
Daring to provoke her ant she wouldn’t be so polite. She wouldn’t just beat them up to let out steam and let it go at that. Eh, it just ans they don’t understand Yan Jinsu’s nature enough.
"Ms. Yan..." Wu Xuming’s brow furrowed, wanting to say sothing, but he was t with Yan Jinsu’s cold glare, causing his heart to skip a beat and then race even faster.
Although I wanted to say sothing, I ended up swallowing the words, and awkwardly transitioned to introducing myself: "Even though you might not want to know, allow to introduce myself. My na is Wu Xuming, I am..."
"Stop. You may address as Mrs. Xie. As for who you are, I have no interest, thank you." Yan Jinsu had no intention of getting involved with such a peculiar-minded person. After her cold remark, she turned her attention to Wu Xuqiang.
To be honest, having Liu Dongzhu as a wife, Yan Jinsu had no good feelings towards Wu Xuqiang. After all, birds of a feather flock together. If the wife is of a certain kind, the husband usually shares so similarities, if not eighty percent, then at least twenty to thirty percent.
Hence, her first impression was inevitably not good, commonly known as having no rapport.
But considering he was an outstanding protector of Rong Wei, who was ambushed by an enemy organization because of a mission—
"Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Xie, can you see what the cause of the disease is?" When Wu Xuming saw this woman frowning at his cousin, he made room for her to get a clearer look at the sickly appearance of the patient.
It was then that Yan Jinsu realized that Dr. Wu, although he had not recklessly rushed to save his sister-in-law from the start nor had he shouted loudly, had been protecting Wu Xuqiang behind his back the whole ti.
Now, Yan Jinsu sowhat felt that Dr. Wu indeed had genuine feelings for his brother.
"This sickly appearance clearly indicates poisoning. No matter how much blood you transfuse, if the poison is not cleared, how could he possibly recover?" Yan Jinsu stared at the red and black spots under Wu Xuqiang’s earlobes, then at the swelling on his temples that was turning blackish, which, against his grayish-white complexion, made his face look especially swollen and pale.
"Poison?" Wu Xuming habitually pushed up his glasses and asked in a heavy voice, "My cousin has been injected with special bacteria by foreign organizations, causing his body to rapidly deteriorate into septicemia."
"From the perspective of Western dicine, it might be bacteria, but according to our traditional Chinese dicine, it’s clear from your cousin’s appearance that he’s been poisoned, and it’s a special type of physical poison." [Fictional]
Yan Jinsu nodded, reasserting her point to him.
"Traditional Chinese dicine..." Wu Xuming frowned. As a proponent of Western dicine, although he didn’t practice traditional Chinese dicine, he had no animosity towards it, but in terms of academic matters, he was more inclined to trust scientific data.
"Another blood transfusion for your cousin would be useless. You should consult a traditional Chinese doctor. Oh, by the way, I happen to know an ancient prescription that could resolve your cousin’s condition if he drinks it for a week or so."
Well, she really did know about this prescription because Wu Xuqiang’s condition had appeared in the future, although a few years earlier than expected, but she had coincidentally learned about it from a dical book.
Especially since her own younger brother suffered from the sa dical condition, she had seriously researched the disease in order to have so substantial knowledge.
"Thank you. If you succeed in saving my cousin, our Wu Family will be imnsely grateful." Wu Xuming’s eyes sparkled behind his glasses, his emotions surged, expressing his excitent.
"Ha, did I say I would give you the prescription?" Yan Jinsu gave him a sideways look and coldly scoffed as she retorted: "After the way you’ve treated , what makes you think I would still be so kind as to save him?"
Upon hearing this, the male assistant’s face darkened, thinking, "If you don’t want to give it to them, why say so much?!" Just as he was about to retort, he quickly rembered the violent tendencies of this beautiful female bandit and ducked his head, pretending to be a quail.
Liu Dongzhu, who just heard her husband could be saved, had not yet managed to hide the bizarre and pained expression on her face, only to faint from anger when she heard Yan Jinsu’s assertive questioning!
"Madam!"
The two Great Han who were laying on the ground and still unable to move cried out in alarm upon seeing her faint.
After all, having rested for about ten minutes after the battle and enduring the extre pain, they gritted their teeth and slowly drew near Liu Dongzhu, overcoming the excruciating bone-crushing pain and the numbness engulfing their bodies—
Clearly, even in this state, they were still determined to perform their duty to protect their master.
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