Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1819: Chapter 1799:

”Shiqi, disinfect, wash hands, and change clothes.” Qin Liang stood up and said directly when he saw the sunlight was about right. There wasn’t much to choose under these conditions.

”Oh, Di Jun and my Big Brother Qin are going to change clothes and disinfect.” Luo Qianqian naturally took the set of clothes handed to her by Qin Liang and walked into a room on the side, quickly getting ready.

When she came out, she looked at He Wenyu and Luo Yanran: ”You two hold onto Brother Jiayou later, don’t let him startle people. Later, pull up a chair to put by the bedside to avoid Di Jun falling to the ground.”

After all, at least some professional ethics are necessary. Can’t have one not saved yet, and another one falls down: ”Oh right, prepare things to replenish blood, like chicken soup and such. I estimate Cong Ying will be able to wander down here later.”

After saying this, Luo Qianqian had a thoughtful expression as she supported her cheek: ”Oh, one more thing.”

”What else?” He Wenyu hurriedly asked, clearly very serious with a notebook in hand...

”I want to drink milk.” Luo Qianqian looked innocent.

He Wenyu quickly scratched out two notes and went to pour milk with a face of frustration: ”Don’t say things like that so seriously, it scared me.”

”I mean, you can prepare more, and then give it to the patients to drink later.” Luo Qianqian said earnestly: ”Oh, right, soon they won’t be called patients but healthy people.”

Luo Qianqian looked confident, watching Qin Liang and Di Jun, dressed in light green sterile gowns, come out. Lin Jiayou also pushed Cong Ying out, who was clearly in a muddled state. The others were all quite tense.

Qin Liang nodded directly at Luo Qianqian, and Luo Qianqian generously activated the protective layer. This spiritual power protective layer is different from a spiritual force protective layer, with spiritual force as primary and spiritual power as secondary—sufficient spiritual force can sustain it since spiritual power can be absorbed externally. But the spiritual power protective layer requires spiritual power as the primary and spiritual force as secondary, as external intake of spiritual power can’t match the rate of consumption. Not only does the supporting person need a firm foundation, but they also need a fast transformation speed to sustain it long enough.

Long Tu on the side was also ready, prepared to help if Luo Qianqian showed signs of depleted spiritual power.

After Qin Liang disinfected Cong Ying’s body, he swiftly gave a shot.

Looking at the thick needle, Lin Jiayou instinctively shrank back, held in Luo Yanhai’s arms, appearing frightened.

Luo Yanhai was a bit helpless, just a shot ah, clearly any of his injuries are scarier than shots.

Cong Ying seemed not to feel anything; generally speaking, anesthetic shots are quite painful, but she acted as though she had no sensation, half-closed eyes, still in a half-dream, half-awake state.

Although prepared, Emperor looked shocked seeing Qin Liang bringing out a set of tools and laying them on Cong Ying’s body.

”Nuannuan, has it been ten minutes?” After a while, Qin Liang looked at Qin Nuan.

Since the patient was not mentally clear, asking wasn’t an option, was it?

Qin Nuan glanced at her wristwatch, nodded: ”It’s eleven minutes.”

Qin Liang took a deep breath, donned gloves, picked up the scalpel, and began quickly operating.

Silver gleaming, tools dancing, Di Jun was dumbfounded, feeling he was witnessing a duel, but it was merely a one-sided ’abuse’ of one person by another.

Not just Di Jun, even Qin Nuan and Luo Yanhai found it hard to accept seeing surgery up close for the first time.

Forgive him, even if seen much, it’s the first time seeing someone with open intestines, cutting away quite a bit of flesh...

Even though it’s rotten flesh.

Especially Lin Jiayou, who shivered all over.

Despite not being the one operated on, watching was somewhat of shared experience, wasn’t it...

”Gulp” Luo Qianqian watched Luo Yanhai and Lin Jiayou’s expressions, instinctively swallowed, thankfully facing away from the operating table, or would she be stimulated right now?

”... Shiqi, done cutting.”

Although Luo Qianqian said stitches weren’t needed, Qin Liang prepared them anyway, in case the person wasn’t reliable, to avoid leaving them exposed here.

”Di Jun, go on.” Luo Qianqian said.

Di Jun was still dazed, never having seen someone cut inside and outside, removing a chunk of meat...

But he reacted swiftly to Luo Qianqian’s words. A white light enveloped Cong Ying, also covering Qin Liang and Luo Qianqian, instantly allowing Luo Qianqian to feel her spiritual power restored, also letting out a sigh of relief.

First-time contact with Di Jun made Qin Liang entirely dumbstruck, suddenly his long ailing stomach didn’t hurt anymore? The feeling of water and soil discomfort also vanished?

Di Jun sat on the prepared recliner the next second, immensely relieved; luckily, he returned quickly, or he’d be collapsed on the ground now from watching Qin Liang up close.

Luo Qianqian also slowly turned, narrowing her protective range, observing Cong Ying’s scar-free wound, with traces of blood but no visible cuts now, except the striking, eye-catching chunks of flesh on the side.

Qin Liang stretched: ”First time after surgery, feel more relaxed.”

Saying this, he also eyed Di Jun with interest; this kid, promising material! If he could develop and utilize, who knows what contributions could be made!

Though hindsight knows it’s unlikely.

After all, Luo Yanhai already mentioned, these two were exiled with Luo Qianqian to the Heaven Class, cannot help but wonder: ”Such talent, why not use for your dysmenorrhea?”

Luo Qianqian’s face darkened instantly; she knew something suddenly felt off, immediately withdrawing her protective layer, as Cong Ying had recovered and didn’t need that environment anymore, swiftly heading towards the bathroom.

Soon came a wail.

”What a sin!”

Not painful! But her period seems, ended...

She doesn’t want to enter menopause so young, hey!

”...you caused trouble.” He Wenyu guessed something, turned to Di Jun.

Di Jun lay in the recliner, wholly innocent; he didn’t do anything, what’s done wrong for Luo Qianqian to scream so loudly in the bathroom?

Qin Nuan similarly seemed to guess something, looking at Di Jun with an increasingly strange expression.