Chapter 1486 - 1485: "Sorry" Isn’t Enough

Chapter 1486: Chapter 1485: "Sorry" Isn’t Enough

Chapter 1485 Not Something a Simple "Sorry" Can Brush Off

As for Wang Tielin, even if he apologized, Cheng Jiuhe had no intention of letting him off. In his mind, with his current power and status, he still couldn’t touch him.

But that man grew older day by day, while he himself grew stronger day by day. Sooner or later, he would make him understand that daring to threaten Cheng Jiuhe’s little sister was not something a single "I’m sorry" could erase, it was something that required a price.

Through this incident, Mengyu also realized something: when you run into a Cultivator, if you don’t want things to escalate to a life‑and‑death fight, it’s better to reveal your cultivation or unleash some suppression. Otherwise, those Cultivators with their noses in the air will just treat you like a Mortal and bully you.

She herself had been too cautious before, always thinking that in the Mortal World she should just follow mortal rules. She hadn’t considered that when you meet Cultivators, you still need to put on the airs you ought to.

Like those few times earlier when something happened—once Le Shan and the others brought out her identity as the Eldest Miss Nan, who would still dare make things difficult for her?

After hearing Mengyu say that Gu Dongxing’s main injury now was to his Dantian, Cheng Jiuhe suggested to Mengyu that he wanted to take Gu Dongxing back and let him recuperate slowly.

Previously Mengyu had also brought up taking Gu Dongxing away, but with Wang Tielin there, and Meng Li bent on pestering Gu Dongxing, the hospital had flatly refused.

"Okay, go try. Maybe with your bigger face, you’ll be able to get them to let us bring Gu Dongxing back."

Cheng Jiuhe knew Mengyu was joking, but he still went to talk to the director with a bit of hope.

He had thought that with Wang Tielin taking Meng Li away, the hospital should agree to let them transfer Gu Dongxing to the garrison hospital for treatment. Who knew the hospital director would still flatly refuse.

The doctors here were all Mortals, and Cheng Jiuhe couldn’t exactly tell them Gu Dongxing was a Cultivator and that the most serious injury on him was to his Dantian, something they couldn’t treat, so he was a bit at his wits’ end.

"What is it with you people, why are you all so lacking in understanding? Once a patient is admitted, he has to listen to the doctors. This Gu Dongxing is still unconscious, how can he be discharged? You’re talking nonsense."

Cheng Jiuhe was somewhat helpless and could only speak more bluntly: "Director, that’s not quite right. Commander Gu’s injuries are no longer serious. He hasn’t woken up because his body is repairing his Dantian. That process is very long—"

"What Dantian, you think this is a movie? And anyway, no matter how long the process, as long as the patient’s illness isn’t cured he can’t leave the hospital. Those are the rules. Our hospital must take responsibility for the patient."

Seeing that Cheng Jiuhe hadn’t returned for a long time, Mengyu knew he must have run into a setback with the director, so she simply set up a defensive shield around Gu Dongxing, then went to find the director herself.

As soon as Mengyu saw the director, she went straight for the jugular: "Director, I want to take Gu Dongxing away because no one here can treat my fiancé’s injuries."

The director was so angry he nearly jumped up: "What did you say, that we have no way to treat his injuries? When he was just carried in he was gravely wounded and on the verge of death—weren’t we the ones who treated him?"

Mengyu gave a faint smile. "Actually, no, it wasn’t your hospital that treated him. I’m the one who treated him. Your hospital merely helped stop the bleeding and stitch up the wounds, that’s all."

The director was stunned.

Thinking back, their hospital really had only sutured the wounds; beyond that, all they’d done was stop the bleeding and give him an antibiotic shot. They honestly hadn’t done much else. Strictly speaking, the treatment their hospital had provided for Gu Dongxing could not have led to such a rapid improvement, so Mengyu’s words seemed to carry some weight.

Moreover, the director remembered hearing the doctors report that when the patient was wheeled into the operating room, he looked extremely critical, but once the surgery was over, all his vital signs became extremely normal. Aside from blood loss, he seemed even more stable than an uninjured person, which had struck him as odd.

He had gone to examine Gu Dongxing himself, and it was exactly as the doctors had said. Even the supposed blood deficiency the doctors mentioned didn’t show (of course, that was because Mengyu had secretly fed him a Blood Replenishing Pill).

He had simply chalked it up to the fact that someone like Gu Dongxing, who practiced martial arts, must have an extraordinary ability to recover physically.

Could it really be because this young woman had treated him?