Chapter 50: Didn’t Have Time to Love Her Properly

Chapter 50: Chapter 50: Didn’t Have Time to Love Her Properly

Although Que Hongjin didn’t know what Qiao Suluo intended to do, he still reached out and offered his hand.

Qiao Suluo felt that Que Hongjin would be uncomfortable standing like this with his hand suspended in midair, so she said, "Sit down first. Once you’re seated, I’ll check your pulse."

Que Hongjin replied gently, "All right."

As he spoke, he sat down on the edge of the bed. Qiao Suluo reached out and placed her fingers on his wrist.

The moment they touched, Que Hongjin was immediately reminded of the scenes from last night. His body so deeply yearned for her closeness that just the light press of her fingers made the skin on his wrist tremble slightly. It made him think of how beautiful and alluring she looked when she held him the night before.

His heart fluttered. He felt a fire burning within him, the flames threatening to swallow him whole. Unable to control himself, Que Hongjin reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"Hong Jin, what’s wrong?" She had just been about to check his pulse.

Que Hongjin held her, making her sit on his lap. Lowering his head, he pressed his lips near her ear and whispered, "You can still check my pulse while I hold you like this."

Of course, Que Hongjin didn’t actually believe his wife possessed any Medical Skill. It was something he had never heard of her having. But as long as she liked it, she could do whatever she wanted.

At this moment, Qiao Suluo couldn’t focus on checking his pulse at all. She felt his breath falling on the side of her neck, carrying a tantalizing heat that made her heart race.

As if thinking of something, Qiao Suluo’s face instantly flushed entirely red, taking on the hue of the morning twilight. Her watery eyes looked as though she was intoxicated with shyness, words trembling on her lips.

Looking at her like this, Que Hongjin’s eyes darkened. He felt the deep affection within his heart boiling over.

"A Luo..." His voice had grown hoarse.

Realizing what was happening, Qiao Suluo hurriedly struggled to get out of his embrace. She knew exactly what that look in his eyes meant; it was as if he wanted to devour her completely. She could easily imagine that if they continued, she wouldn’t be able to get anything else done today.

"Hong Jin, it’s daytime. I need to get up and eat soon."

Que Hongjin hugged her tightly. As he lowered his head, his breath fell upon her neck. The magma-like warmth of his breath scorched her skin, and his elegant voice was laced with a hoarse tremor. "Be good, don’t move around. Just let me hold you for a while."

Realizing his state, Qiao Suluo blushed even harder and obediently stayed completely still.

Que Hongjin breathed in her enchanting, fragrant scent. He was a little intoxicated, but he knew she needed to rest.

After a long time, his voice seemed to return to normal. He extended his hand and said, "Wife, you can check my pulse now."

"I think I should go sit on the chair to do it." Qiao Suluo was worried that while being held like this, his heart rate would be abnormal, making an accurate reading impossible.

"All right." Que Hongjin reluctantly let go of Qiao Suluo, and she hurriedly got off the bed to sit on a nearby chair. Que Hongjin sat on another chair and stretched out his hand.

Qiao Suluo looked at his long, fair fingers, feeling that they were like an exquisite piece of art, so beautiful that it made one want to reach out and touch them. However, she still steadied her mind and placed her fingers on his wrist to earnestly check his pulse.

Her expression was extremely focused as she checked. Que Hongjin simply watched her eyes, as if looking straight through them into her soul.

Qiao Suluo had obtained the inherited power of the Divine Doctor. Certain knowledge and abilities seemed to be instantly engraved into her mind, coming to her naturally. The moment she felt his pulse, she automatically knew what was going on.

But after truly examining Que Hongjin’s pulse, Qiao Suluo’s expression drastically changed. When she looked up again, her eyes were filled with heartache. "Five years ago, you were poisoned with You Vine Enchanting Dew. This is a slow-acting poison brewed from eighteen different poisonous herbs. It’s colorless and odorless, making it incredibly hard to detect. It only slowly devours your Inner Strength. Especially if ignited by the Ghost Orchid at a critical moment, it causes the Inner Strength within your body to completely dissipate, leaving you entirely powerless.

"Furthermore, this poison conflicts with the cultivation method you practice. Even now, the residue remains in your body, torturing you and making it impossible for you to ever gather your Inner Strength again..."

Qiao Suluo spoke these words slowly.

She could tell from his pulse that Que Hongjin must have once possessed profound Inner Strength, but it had been destroyed by this poison. The more he tried to use his Inner Strength, the worse his injuries became, until eventually, his Inner Strength was essentially crippled. She knew that on this Beast World Continent, some prominent families practiced Ancient Martial Arts to condense Inner Strength. She guessed that at the exact moment Que Hongjin lost all his Inner Strength, someone had chopped off his wings.

Que Hongjin’s expression changed abruptly. "You mean the You Vine Enchanting Dew?"

He had read about this poison in ancient records. It was concocted by someone a hundred years ago. Because it had no antidote and could erode a person’s Inner Strength while remaining nearly undetectable by pulse examination, the Emperor at the time ordered it to be classified as a forbidden substance. All the formulas had been burned to ashes.

"Yes, it’s exactly that poison," she replied.

Que Hongjin murmured, "No wonder even the Imperial Physicians couldn’t detect it."

After he was severely injured and his wings severed, his grandmother had invited an Imperial Physician, and even the Chief of the Imperial Hospital, to treat him. They all declared that he had become a cripple—that his Inner Strength was completely gone, and his injuries were beyond saving.

Furthermore, in that split second, he could have emerged unscathed, but because his Inner Strength suddenly vanished, he couldn’t block that attack. He still remembered that right when his wings were chopped off, he had caught a whiff of a faint fragrance. Was it the scent of the Ghost Orchid? It was him!

Que Hongjin’s eyes trembled violently. He never would have thought that man would be the one to stab him in the back.

Que Hongjin quickly regained his composure, his gaze dimming. "So I’m dying, aren’t I?"

This poison had no antidote. Over time, as it corroded a person’s internal organs, it would claim their life.

He looked deeply at Qiao Suluo. In this moment, the person he was most reluctant to part with was her.

His wife. He hadn’t even had the chance to love her properly yet.

His gaze was so deeply affectionate and tender, as if he wanted to engrave her profoundly into the depths of his soul.

There were also his enemies in the Capital City. He wouldn’t even have the time to exact his revenge, nor did he have the power to do so now.

At this moment, a look of sorrow and despair lingered in the depths of Que Hongjin’s eyes.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Suluo’s heart clenched. She held his hands tightly, wanting to pass on her warmth and strength to him in this way.

"No, you won’t die. Your poison has been suppressed by your Inner Strength. Your internal organs are fine, and your Inner Strength hasn’t vanished. I can cure this poison.

"Once the poison is cured, your Inner Strength will recover, and you’ll be able to use it again."

As for his wings, medicine wouldn’t be of any use, but her Healing Ability could make him grow new ones. However, that had to be done one step at a time.

Upon hearing these words, Que Hongjin’s mind and soul were completely shaken. He looked at Qiao Suluo in disbelief. "A Luo, what did you just say?

"No, wait. How do you know how to check a pulse?"

She had never known any Medical Skill before.

"I lost myself for a moment. You aren’t her to begin with. It isn’t strange for you to know how to do anything, A Luo."

Qiao Suluo looked at him with encouraging eyes. "So you have to believe me. Since I know how to check pulses and possess Medical Skill, I naturally have a way to cure your poison."

To give Que Hongjin confidence, Qiao Suluo added, "I’ll write down the antidote’s prescription right now."