Chapter 1217 - 1189: Can’t Stop at All

Chapter 1217: Chapter 1189: Can’t Stop at All

"Coffin... Ugh! So disgusting!" Qian felt really uncomfortable in her stomach. Just thinking about how she was tricked into drinking that stuff when she was little made her sick beyond belief.

"It was just a little bit taken from the lid, not as exaggerated as you think. Imagine how dirty it would be if we took it from below, like if there’s corpse water seeping through—"

"Ugh!" The explanation did more harm than good; Qian vomited even harder.

Qian’s mom looked resentful, thinking: Sister, why did you have to mention this!

She was hiding it from her daughter, knowing how sensitive her girl is. Now, everything’s been exposed!

Chang Xiangsi looked innocent, "It’s not as scary as you all think. A lot of people over our way have drunk it. It’s called Dragon’s Beard Wood, a great supplement for longevity. When Liumei had acne as a child, I used it to apply on her face, and see how good her skin is now?"

Oh my! Poor Liumei!

Qian finally felt balanced after hearing someone shared her misfortune.

"Liumei?" Qian’s mom questioned.

Chang Xiangsi clasped her hands in respect, "I’m Liumei’s master; she grew up with me from childhood. The girl’s pregnant now, so I’m passing by to check on her."

"Ugh!" Qian couldn’t stop vomiting.

...

"All right, sweetheart, it’s all in the past now. Just pretend you don’t know about it."

Yu Minglang hugged Qian as they exited the hospital. After thorough checks, both Qian and the baby in her womb were fine, and Qian’s mom was not in any major trouble either. The doctor prescribed some blood-tonifying and calming tablets for Qian’s mom, but Qian left without any medication.

At this point, Fugui, Qian’s mom, and that surprise-in-the-middle Kun Dao Witch Chang Xiangsi were heading home together in one car to meet Liumei. Meanwhile, Qian sat with Yu Minglang in another vehicle, feeling dejected despite his comfort.

"How could I possibly pretend not to know? My god, I actually drank that stuff, how come I have no recollection of it?"

It was shocking even to hear about it ordinarily, let alone during pregnancy.

"What’s the big deal? Friends around me were tricked by their parents into eating skull powder as kids. Traditional medicine is inherently filled with bizarre elements. Back then, regulations weren’t strict, things like that could be easily bought. But now, do you see any pharmacy selling such stuff? It’s an unknown, probably useless thing, just used to fool uneducated folks like our moms."

"What is skull powder?"

"There’s the top of a human skull. People decades ago used to dig up graves for this stuff. Tsk tsk, how immoral! Nowadays it’s much better, with cremation, no one’s bothering with these things. Not that they cure anything seemingly, who knows how these absurdities were passed down."

Yu Minglang swore he mentioned these to distract his wife, she usually loved reading novels on tomb raiding, yet today Xiaoqiang’s words sounded brainless.

"Ugh!" Qian felt nauseated again.

She dry-heaved but couldn’t vomit anything, her body felt uncomfortable, leading her to pound on him fiercely.

"Yu Xiaoqiang, are you stupid?! Why are you saying these things to me?!?"

Why would she seek out such a fool to annoy herself?

Yu Minglang felt completely innocent; he genuinely felt for his wife!

Seeing Qian’s pitiful retching, he felt remorseful, quickly got off to buy some appetizing snacks from a roadside supermarket. Only after Qian ate did her nausea slightly subside.

"If you mention this again, I’ll kick you!" Qian finally felt somewhat comfortable.

Yu Minglang dared not say a word. He was tempted to ask if Qian’s eating hawthorn cake reminded her of the scene from "Eating Live Humans" where they consumed human intestines, but now was no time for such words.

"Sweetheart, I’m starting to believe you might be carrying a little girl."

"How do you infer that?"

"You’ve become a bit timid. Sweetheart, why have you turned so timid?" She used to watch horror movies with him without batting an eye, even analyzing the goofs in them.

"How is timidity related? This is nausea, nausea!! Don’t mention drinking that water again in front of me."

Qian decided to forget this horrifying memory, talking to her reflection in the car mirror.

"Chen Xiaoqian, forget everything that happened today; it’s all a dream, an illusion. Come, look into my eyes, you remember nothing..."

Yu Minglang’s lips twitched; it was her second grand attempt after trying to hypnotize a beauty. Was she really attempting to self-hypnotize through the mirror?

Of course, it was impossible, and Qian knew she was only fooling herself.

She never imagined, Liumei’s master had such a connection with her childhood. Naturally, if given a choice, she’d rather not have this kind of bond!

Qian’s psychological shadow was considerable; she didn’t wish to return home, fearing that seeing Liumei’s master and her mom would remind her of how these two old ladies tricked her in her naive youth.

By the way, Liumei’s master aged remarkably well; nobody could tell she and Qian’s mom were the same generation unless she said so. Living far from the city’s hustle, practicing martial arts with no worries slowed aging. — Of course, Qian maliciously preferred to think Chang Xiangsi maintained her eternal youth from drinking coffin board water, haha!

Yu Minglang truly cared for his wife; they’d been apart so long, not even celebrating New Year’s together, and today she experienced so many thrilling things. He decided not to rush her home, choosing instead to drive her to a park for relaxation.

The winter park was mostly deserted, the river frozen over; he guided Qian along the riverbank, his large hand enveloping her smaller one. In the cold weather, his palm’s warmth was comforting, but Qian valued his presence’s security more.

Unfortunately, this serenity didn’t last long; Yu Minglang’s phone soon rang, a call from work about Mu Xiaofeng’s escape.

Mu Xiaofeng didn’t flee from Yu Minglang’s territory, but authorities suspected she might head to Lishi for tomb visitation, requiring Yu Minglang to join the team to discuss this case.

As soon as Yu Minglang hung up the phone, the police department called again, confirming that those who attacked Qian were instigated by Mu Xiaofeng, trying to silence Qian.

"Qianbao, I need to take you home, then go to the team."

Yu Minglang wished he possessed Nezha-like abilities with three heads and six arms, allowing one version to accompany his wife.

Qian considered for a moment before speaking to him.

"Xiaoqiang, I estimate you won’t be able to catch Mu Xiaofeng now."

"How do you know?"

"I saw her in the mall; it’s been quite some time since then. She likely has already left our territory; you should report to the higher-ups to capture her in other regions."