Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1788: Chapter 1768:

”Brother Jiayou.” When Qhianqhian came in with the Medicinal Powder and saw this scene, she was hit by a wave of mixed feelings. Anyone seeing someone they’re familiar with so fragile and broken like this, feeling the frailty of the body and of life itself, wouldn’t be left untouched.

”Shiqi.” Lin Jiayou heard the voice, his gaze slowly came into focus, and when he saw what Qhianqhian was holding, he slowly got up. It was just that he’d been kneeling too long, so his legs were numb; when he stood, he was swaying a little.

”What are you holding? What are you going to do?” Lin Jiayou’s voice carried a slight tremor as he asked.

Qhianqhian looked at what she was holding and sighed. ”Anti-inflammatory medicine, plus sodium peroxide and iodine. Before Big Brother Qin gets here, we at least have to make sure the wound doesn’t get worse. Otherwise even a Great Immortal wouldn’t be able to save her. Brother Jiayou, you know, Shiliu and I can’t just leave easily.”

Lin Jiayou nodded, shuffled over to Qhianqhian’s side, and watched her slowly apply the medicine. His eyes were full of pain. ”Shiqi, what kind of sin do you think I committed? Why are all the women around me so unlucky and miserable?”

”Are you cursing me, Brother Jiayou? Or are you cursing my mom, or Shiliu and Fourth Sister-in-Law?” Qhianqhian calmly went on medicating the wound, her hands moving very fast. After all, the wound was so big and in no minor spot.

Watching the continuous bubbling white foam, Lin Jiayou fell silent. ”You know that’s not what I mean. I mean anyone who likes me is like they’re cursed... can’t die well, can’t live well either.”

Qhianqhian’s hands froze for a second, then she lifted her head and looked at Lin Jiayou with a full-on ”are you an idiot” expression.

But Lin Jiayou’s face was dead serious. Clearly he really thought that way, his expression full of despair, which made Qhianqhian’s heart give a little tremor despite herself.

Even so, she kept casually applying the medicine, carefully using a cotton swab to wipe away the blood on the surface and the disinfectant. ”Are you three years old? You actually believe that kind of thing? Who has nothing better to do than curse you? No, wait, how is that a curse on you? That’s a curse on those girls, okay? Stop dumping everything onto yourself, will you?”

After she finished, she shoved the cotton swab into Lin Jiayou’s hand and pointed at a small metal box to the side. ”There’s scar-removal ointment in there. You can put it on her yourself. I’m not doing that part. Be careful not to rub it on areas that haven’t healed yet.”

”Isn’t it... inappropriate for me?” Looking at the almost half-naked body in front of him, Lin Jiayou belatedly averted his gaze, only then realizing that staring at an unconscious Cong Ying like this was kind of wrong.

Even if she’s asleep, you can’t just offend her like that...

”If it’s inappropriate for you, is it appropriate for me? A healer’s heart is like a parent’s; just hurry up and do it.” With that, she sauntered out without the slightest hesitation. At the doorway she paused briefly. ”Besides, if you really think you’ve got some curse on you, shouldn’t you be doing everything you can to make it up to her? Liking someone isn’t something where you say, ’Oh, don’t like me,’ and they just stop. What do you think this is, playing house? ’Love arises without knowing from where, and once it does, it only grows deeper.’ So if she got hurt because of that so-called curse of yours, you should take even better care of her. I’m your sister, not your little maid. I’m not going to be the one doing all the work.”

With that she shut the door and calmly turned to He Wenyu off to the side. ”Cook some congee later. Even if she’s unconscious, drinking rice soup counts as getting some carbs in, right?”

”I’m not your little maid either; I’m not going to be the one doing all the work.” He Wenyu mimicked Qhianqhian’s tone vividly, but calmly walked toward the kitchen. ”Want to add some minced meat?”

”I’ll help. I remember we still have some bird’s nest.” Luo Yanran froze for a moment, then hurried off as well.

These words, those three can all say—Qhianqhian, He Wenyu, and Qin Nuan. When they say it, it’s a joke.

But if he copied them, he’d be asking for a beating.

After so many years of real-life practice, he’d become very tactful, especially after Qin Nuan got pregnant—it was basically like she’d signed him up for a crash course in reading the room. Reading faces, judging the situation, in just one year he’d had a qualitative leap...

He even started wondering for a moment whether, if he went back to the entertainment industry, he’d become an even bigger name.

But he absolutely wouldn’t do something that would make his family and his wife despise him.

Because if you have fans, that means people like you, and then Qin Nuan will get insanely jealous...

When Qin Nuan’s unhappy, he doesn’t even need to think about it—his brothers, sisters-in-law, little sister, even his parents and grandparents, and very likely those two little brats who have no idea what’s going on, will all team up to denounce him.

He had zero intention of doing something that brainless.

Finding the rice and the bird’s nest, Luo Yanran naturally looked over at He Wenyu. ”What else do we need? I think there’s still some ginseng...”

”I don’t dare to throw that kind of herb in randomly. I once made Ginseng Chicken Soup and almost over-tonified someone to death...” Still, it was precisely because of that ginseng soup’s medicinal properties that the old man calmly opened a back door for her, with no strings attached, and even gave her special treatment...

Look at the academy now—who else is basically never going back to the dorms every day besides her and Qhianqhian?

But in any case, they were still within the academy grounds, so it didn’t really count as breaking the rules.

Plus, her mentor was the vice dean. Who’d be dumb enough to come looking for trouble? Qhianqhian also had her name registered under the old man, which made it convenient for her to skip the dorm and ensured no one would dare mess with her...

Then again, who would even dare? Those two had, without spilling a drop of blood, turned the tables by drugging and feeding Yellow Class, providing the biggest possible advantage. They almost didn’t break a sweat and didn’t even get into a direct conflict with anyone, yet still got what they wanted—that’s something no one else could pull off.

Of course, they also successfully changed the academy’s monthly assessment routine... because...

The first assessment site had already become a forbidden zone. That pink mist wouldn’t disperse, and they simply couldn’t go back in there again.

If anything unexpected happened again, it would be a fatal blow.

Qhianqhian couldn’t help but feel a rush of emotion. To be honest, they really hadn’t seen it coming. Even that book had only mentioned it in passing, and no one said what happened afterward.

No one would have thought that burning it would trigger this kind of reaction either, right?

Still, thanks to that incident, a good chunk of their class had started haunting the Book Garden, patching up their basic knowledge just in case.

If something like that happened again, they couldn’t stay that clueless, could they?

After all... when you see something delicious, you want to eat it, don’t you?

So they basically recorded down all the poisonous stuff to prevent a situation where everyone was in a state of utter ignorance.

Thinking back—if they’d actually eaten it back then, the whole class would have been wiped out!

If something like that happened again... could their class really dodge it this time? But giving up good food was absolutely out of the question! So learning more about it could only be a good thing.