Max Level Return—I'll Protect That Fragile One

”Originally, I was just an ordinary little girl who wasn’t good at cooking, didn’t know anything about pharmacology, and was mediocre at playing the piano. Apart from this face, and the writing ability I gained from my mother’s influence since childhood, I have almost no strengths.”

”But in the process of reincarnation, in order not to become the mud beneath someone’s feet, I had to muster all my strength to climb upwards. The ’me’ you see now is the result of ten lifetimes of tempering.”

Huo Wen’an listened with both shock and heartache.

He couldn’t imagine the fear and uncertainty Xu Xingguang felt when, at seventeen, she woke from an injury-induced coma only to find herself a newborn in an Otherworld.

He couldn’t fathom how much suffering and hardship Xu Xingguang endured during her reincarnations.

No wonder she could exhibit such extraordinary talent at such a young age.

That’s because destiny had already hammered her thousands of times.

”After enduring fate’s mockery, I finally returned to my own world, only to face another Asura field.”

With a self-mocking smile, Xu Xingguang lamented sadly, ”My grandfather favors boys over girls, my father is cold and unfeeling, my boyfriend is heartless, and the only person who truly cared for me, my mother, was forced to death by Xu Zeqing and Jiang Heng. Tell me, how can I be willing to accept this?”

Huo Wen’an silently held Xu Xingguang’s hand, trying to give her some strength.

Xu Xingguang instead clasped Huo Wen’an’s fingers, ”Huo Wen’an, sharing my greatest secret with you, would that count as sincerely exchanging hearts?”

Huo Wen’an struggled to turn over, gently hugged Xu Xingguang’s shoulders, and sighed, ”Of course it counts.”

”You asked me whether advanced civilizations exist; I’m telling you, they do exist.” Xu Xingguang explained to Huo Wen’an, ”The world is truly vast. I have traversed through ten lifetimes, visiting outdated civilizations lesser than Xia Country and advanced civilizations in the interstellar age, even eras where strength reigns in the cultivation age.”

”The more you see, the more you realize your own insignificance.” Xu Xingguang turned to gaze at Huo Wen’an’s emaciated face and murmured, ”Huo Wen’an, the world is a book we have never fully understood. We’ve just begun to turn the first page; we haven’t even finished reading it.”

Upon hearing this, Huo Wen’an thought of a saying—

We are merely a speck in the vast universe.

*

Jiang Heng rested in the recovery room for a while, and when he felt somewhat revitalized, he left the hospital.

As soon as he stepped out of the hospital, Jiang Heng saw Ye Mingluo ahead, wearing slippers, holding a thick medical book in one hand, and smoking a cigarette with the other.

”Doctor Ye.” Jiang Heng quickly caught up.

Ye Mingluo was blowing smoke rings, with smoke drifting towards Jiang Heng in the breeze.

Jiang Heng took a slight step back to avoid the nicotine cloud.

Through the smoke, Ye Mingluo saw Jiang Heng’s face clearly. ”Oh, isn’t this young master Jiang Heng?” Ye Mingluo laughed frivolously, ”It’s been years, young master Jiang Heng’s weight loss seems to be showing results.”

Jiang Heng had become much thinner due to low resistance and appetite after donating blood to Xu Xingguang.

Ye Mingluo was ironically hinting that he deserved this self-inflicted misfortune.

Being ridiculed by Ye Mingluo, Jiang Heng’s expression instantly turned dark.

Jiang Heng smirked without genuine amusement, ”Doctor Ye, as a doctor, protecting patient privacy is one’s duty. For Xu Xingguang to obtain the records of my consultation with you back then, Doctor Ye certainly has been instrumental.”

”Ghost Hand Divine Doctor Ye Mingluo, such lack of medical ethics, wouldn’t it be a joke to talk about?”

Ye Mingluo listened, treating Jiang Heng’s words as meaningless prattle.

He remained arrogant and unrestrained, ”A joke will be a joke then. You can take a loudspeaker, spread this story to the entire world, and let everyone know how unethical I, Ye Mingluo, am.”

”Take a good look, see if they dare not seek my treatment.”

After saying that, Ye Mingluo laughed to himself, looked at Jiang Heng mockingly, eyes brimming with arrogance. ”Even if I were to plaster their consultation records online for public view, they’d still line up to ask for my service.”

”Because I am Ghost Hand Divine Doctor Ye Mingluo.”

Absolute strength grants Ye Mingluo the capital and confidence for arrogance.

Jiang Heng posed no threat to Ye Mingluo at all.

Jiang Heng was exasperated, yet he knew Ye Mingluo spoke truthfully.

”Instead of provoking me here, young master Jiang Heng might as well grasp the time to escape the island.” Ye Mingluo gestured towards the hospital behind him with his chin, biting his cigarette and mumbling indistinctly, ”The Young Helmsman has already woken up, if you don’t leave, he’ll start settling old scores once discharged.”