Chapter 162 I Choose to Leave (1/2)

”You should stay and keep her company,” Ying Qingcang said, glancing at Zhang Mi. Then he turned around and began heading outside. When he passed by Tang Shuang, he muttered coldly, ”Come out.”

Young Master Shen followed them into the study. Meanwhile, Ying Qingcang was trying his best not to lift his hand against Tang Shuang. Closing his eyes, he took several calming breaths. ”What did you do to her?”

”I'm a doctor, not God,” Tang Shuang said, gazing at Ying Qingcang with clear eyes. ”The blood clot had compressed the nerve tissues inside her brain for a long time. What our family's acupuncture technique does is to forcefully reconfigure her nerve endings to allow the blood clot to slowly dissolve. But some damage to her nerve tissues is still inevitable.”

”You've given your word that she would be cured,” Ying Qingcang gritted out. He did not give a damn about anything else. All he knew was that right now, Xin Qing would suffer from a pain so excruciating that she would literally pound her head against a wall just to alleviate it. Everything he had done so far would turn out to be a huge joke if Xin Qing regained her memories only to suffer so much physical pain.

The corners of Tang Shuang's lips pulled downwards. ”The headaches are the side effects. She'll get them when she isn't emotionally stable or when she's too worked up. But given enough time, the side effects will slowly disappear.”

”How long are we talking about? And I want a specific time range,” Ying Qingcang said, then he paused as if he just thought of something. ”What about the needles? Does she need acupuncture every time she's in pain?”

Tang Shuang smiled. ”It's okay for her to do nothing and just endure the pain, if she can, that is. As for the time range, I guarantee that the side effects will be gone within one year!”

”Endure the pain? Like hell that's possible...” Ying Qingcang thought.

That kind of torture would last for a year until it subsided. His Xin Qing, the precious treasure that he had carried in his palm all this time, would have to endure such painful side effects. Ying Qingcang's heart shuddered violently at the thought.

”Send her away quickly so that we can get married,” Tang Shuang said, narrowing her eyes. She plopped down on one of the swivel chairs in front of the desk and spun the chair around in a circle. ”I can't wait to move in!”

Young Master Shen barked out a mocking laugh. ”Send her away? Are you alright in the head? Xiao Qingqing has to stay. In fact, she has to stay right here. That way, you can perform acupuncture on her in case she has headaches.”

”I have another way,” Tang Shuang said, pulling out a box. ”This pill is even more effective than acupuncture. The acupuncture just takes the pain away, but this pill has healing properties.”

Ying Qingcang opened the box and saw a black pill inside. He handed the box to Young Master Shen. For a moment, the two men communicated with each other through their eyes.

”Well, don't say that I didn't warn you guys. But this pill can only last for 30 days before it needs to be consumed. Any longer than that, the pill will lose its effects. I'll produce one pill every month. Just send it to her by courier when the time comes,” Tang Shuang said casually. Ying Qingcang's lips formed a tight line. ”If Xin Qing isn't cured after a year, I'll claim your life.”

Tang Shuang arched her brows. ”It's in your best interest to treat me nicely. Or else... You wouldn't want me to add a little extra something when I make the pills, would you?”

”Pick out a bridal dress. We'll hold the wedding ceremony by the end of this month,” Ying Qingcang said and then lowered his head. When he first met Tang Shuang, he actually thought Tang Shuang's face had a childlike ignorance. But now, the sight of her face disgusted him about as much as a pile of rotting flesh.

Those clean and innocent eyes of hers had seen to a scheme of utmost evil.

When Xin Qing woke up, her body felt as if it had been drained of all strength, liked she had just gone through every single labor that existed in the world.

Zhang Mi was sitting in one corner of the room, playing with her computer. Zhang Mi scooted towards the bed when she saw that Xin Qing's eyes were open. ”How're you feeling? Does your head still hurt?” Zhang Mi asked.

Xin Qing shook her head. ”Help me sit up,” she said.

”Don't worry. Young Master Shen called just now. He said that this is only a side effect. It will be gone after a while. Oh, and he also said you should try not to be overly emotional. He will send over some medicine tomorrow. You need to take them whenever the pain hits.”

Xin Qing sighed. ”I knew it. I just knew that I've yet to fully recover. Being able to wake up half a year after getting shot in the head is something that's too good to be true.”

”Hey! This doesn't mean that you haven't recovered from your injuries,” Zhang Mi consoled when she noticed Xin Qing's dejected look. ”This is just like how you need to recuperate for half a year after undergoing a major surgery. Look, don't think too much about it, okay? Your head's going to hurt again if your emotions aren't stable.”

Xin Qing stared at Zhang Mi. All of a sudden, she thought of something. ”Where's Qianqian? She's about to go into labor, right?”

”Not at all. Something's wrong with the fetal position. She's already been hospitalized. Otherwise, she would come running here ages ago. Her man was watching over her like a hawk every day!” Zhang Mi paused in thought. ”We'll leave after she gives birth?”

The University had already held its graduation ceremony. Too bad Xin Qing could not make it. Despite her absence from the ceremony, the principal had used Xin Qing as a role model during his opening address; everyone was encouraged to strive to achieve excellent results like Xin Qing!

”Are you sure you want to come with me to France?” Xin Qing asked, keeping her eyes on Zhang Mi. ”What about your grandfather? Will he allow you to go?” Zhang Mi's parents were killed in an accident when she was young. Her grandfather had been the one who brought her up.

Zhang Mi's gaze darted around the room. ”Don't worry. I'll deal with him.”

Young Master Shen gave Tang Shuang's pill to a pharmaceutical expert to verify that it did not contain substances that were harmful to the human body; however, not even the expert's analysis could determine the specific herbs that had been used to produce the concoction. Ying Qingcang was greatly dismayed by that; his plan was to have the expert reproduce the pill without Tang Shuang's help.

The summer season was approaching, and Ying Qingcang planned to spread the news of his wedding like a heat wave through S City. Indeed, there was soon a brouhaha among the public. A lot of women were thriving in Schadenfreude over the announcement. And yet at the same time, they were secretly nursing feelings of melancholy. The most unreliable thing in this world was men: He could give all his money to you, and it would still not guarantee his loyalty to you.

”Stop. Stop watching that. What's so nice to see?” Zhang Mi yelled in protest when she saw the news report regarding Ying Qingcang's upcoming wedding. The news report had even audaciously tried to make guesses about Tang Shuang's background.

Xin Qing allowed Zhang Mi to randomly switch channels while she sat there with her head lowered, not speaking a word. Zhang Mi wanted to fill the silence by saying something, though she could not find a topic to start a conversation with. Amidst Zhang Mi's fretting, Xin Qing broke the silence with a question.

”That Tang Shuang, where is she from?”