Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1823: Chapter 1803:

Luo Qianqian didn’t hesitate either. Anyway, the people guarding Uncle He at night would go back to rest, so that was exactly their chance.

Because Tie Xi was in the next room, and because of Uncle He’s current condition, He Wenyu had Tie Xi pretend to be sick... staying in the ward the whole time just in case anything happened. And since both sides had wounded, no one could really complain about it.

When Tie Xi saw someone coming to visit him—and that it was Luo Shiliu and Luo Shiqi—his eyes instantly lit up.

He Wenyu put a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture, so he just stood there excitedly flailing his arms to the side, but didn’t make a single sound...

The light in his eyes was almost brighter than the actual lighting.

Luckily, no one else was around. Otherwise, who wouldn’t be suspicious seeing Tie Xi like this? What about this looks like he’s seriously injured?

Handing over the takeout in her hands to Tie Xi, He Wenyu said quietly, ”Eat a little quieter, don’t let anyone find out.”

Tie Xi kept nodding nonstop, but still didn’t make a sound.

He Wenyu had brought chicken-soup rice noodles—mostly because it was convenient, they could make it on the spot with whatever ingredients were at hand.

It hadn’t gone cold yet, and Tie Xi was eating with a face full of bliss.

Luo Qianqian walked over to Uncle He’s bed on the side, looked at the totally useless Get-Well Gifts arranged around him, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

He’s unconscious right now, so what’s the point of putting Spirit Stones and pretty collectibles there? Is Uncle He a dragon or something? Does he compulsively hoard shiny things?

She curled her lip dismissively. ”The Heaven Class really has no sense of human warmth.”

Look at Tie Xi over there. Sure, there were some pointless things too, but there were also all kinds of food, books to relieve his boredom, and flowers for decoration.

Even though everyone knew Tie Xi was basically fine now, there were still plenty of people who came to see him.

Maybe they weren’t as expensive as Uncle He’s gifts, but in sheer quantity they beat his by many times.

”I’ll just treat a dead horse like a live one and see if I can heal it. Hope your blessings are big enough to carry you through.” Luo Qianqian pulled out the Silver Needle and, without the slightest hesitation, stuck it right into Uncle He’s head.

Tie Xi on the side was so shocked he forgot to stuff food in his mouth...

What is she doing? Killing Uncle He? Then why did they bother saving him...

If Di Jun hadn’t intervened back then, Uncle He would’ve been gone already, right...

So what are they trying to do now?

”Just eat.” He Wenyu said in a low voice. ”Shiqi wants Uncle He to wake up.”

”Why?” Tie Xi was completely confused. If Uncle He doesn’t wake up, the Heaven Class loses one of its main fighters. Doesn’t that mean they’d have an even better chance of winning?

”To lighten their guilt, and so you don’t end up growing a Heart Demon over this in the future.” He Wenyu rolled her eyes and sighed.

They... really are too kind.

Once Luo Qianqian finished inserting the needles, she pulled them back out, now covered in sweat.

This really was something that drained your mind and spirit.

”Let’s go, I’m a little tired.” Luo Qianqian took a deep breath, looked over at Tie Xi. ”Rest up. Don’t say anything.”

”Okay.” Hugging the lunch box in his hands, Tie Xi nodded, overflowing with emotion.

They’d always felt like Heart Demons were something far away from them, but... there were still people who cared about that. Didn’t that mean they were destined to reach that level someday too?

He suddenly felt fired up. They could do it. Sticking with this class, they all could!

Watching the two girls saunter off, he too was full of fighting spirit. After huffing and puffing his way through all the food they’d brought, he lay back down to continue resting. Because of the infirmary’s special nature, they couldn’t do Cultivation here—the gathering of element energy was blocked to prevent patients from running into greater dangers.

If he didn’t finish everything Luo Shiliu brought, by the time he got up late Ming Tian, it would all be gone. He knew his classmates way too well!

Of course, he’d rather burst than leave leftovers!

Once he’d eaten and drunk his fill, he pulled the covers over his head and went to sleep.

On the other side of the screen, Uncle He slowly began bleeding from his ears and nostrils, which looked quite terrifying in the middle of the night.

The next morning, Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu rushed over again, and even brought Tie Xi some breakfast. You can’t visit a ”patient” empty-handed, right? That just didn’t feel right.

Only, the moment they stepped into the ward, they were so stunned they couldn’t speak...

Because Uncle He was staring wide-eyed at the doorway, and there was still a needle stuck in his head...

”Oops, oops, the lighting was too dim last night, I didn’t notice.” Luo Qianqian put on an innocent face, went over and pulled it out, then breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the needle was perfectly clean. ”As long as you’re awake, that’s what matters. If anything happens again, we’re not obligated to save you.” With that, she naturally walked over to the other bed.

Of course she hadn’t forgotten to pull the needle. She’d planned from the start to come collect it in the morning—she just hadn’t expected him to already be awake, that’s all.

Uncle He frowned tightly, clearly still struggling to process what was happening.

He Wenyu hurried into the room as well and rolled her eyes. ”So this is why you ran off so early. No wonder you didn’t tell me...”

If she’d known, she wouldn’t have been able to calm down all night. This isn’t something you joke about. If they weren’t the first ones to get here and someone tampered with things, they’d really be done for.

”Alright, alright, Tie Xi still isn’t up...” Luo Qianqian snickered. ”If he doesn’t get up soon, this tasty lean-meat porridge is going into my stomach.” She teased the soundly sleeping Tie Xi with a grin.

He Wenyu glanced at yesterday’s mega-sized chicken-soup rice noodles and was speechless. ”He actually finished all that? Is he a pig?”

They’d clearly come after dinner time, so Tie Xi must have already eaten his dinner.

They had originally planned not to come again today, but Luo Qianqian had still dragged herself out of bed at the crack of dawn to come over.

They’d thought there was no way he’d finish it all, but... not a drop of chicken soup was left.

”Guuuuuurrrg...”

Right then, a loud rumble echoed.

Luo Qianqian and He Wenyu looked at each other, then at Tie Xi—who refused to wake up because he’d eaten too much—and slowly walked around the screen to look at Uncle He.

Uncle He had his eyes shut, pretending he knew nothing. Only his flushed cheeks and ears betrayed him.

Luo Qianqian shrugged, glanced at all the useless stuff piled on their table, and sighed. ”Tie Xi’s not awake anyway, give him some. Consider it compensation for me ’treating a dead horse like a live one’ last night...”

Instinctively, they really didn’t want to be enemies with Uncle He.

After all... this guy was a bit hard to get a read on.

”There are disposable bowls—give him one. That way we won’t feel bad even if it ends up getting thrown away.” When it came to the Heaven Class, it was still safer to keep a respectful distance.

Just think about it: in a class where people like Di Jun exist, and there’s also someone like Uncle He, what else could possibly be off the table?