Pingchuan Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Emergency Treatment Room.
Lin Yu arrived in a hurry, accompanied by Maomao, following the room number Xia Yiwei had provided.
"Room 13 is just ahead."
Lin Yu reminded Maomao, urging her to keep up.
They reached the door of Treatment Room 13.
A woman in her thirties, with a five or six-year-old child, was seated outside, waiting.
Seeing Lin Yu and Maomao approaching, the woman quickly stood up and was the first to speak:
"Are you family members of Miss Xia?"
Lin Yu looked at the woman with some surprise and replied:
"That's right, we're Xia Yiwei's family. She's inside, correct?"
The woman nodded and politely offered to open the door:
"Yes, she's inside..."
Lin Yu had a rough idea of the woman's identity.
Xia Yiwei wouldn’t have been involved in a traffic accident for no reason.
The woman's politeness suggested that she might be the responsible party—the one who caused the accident.
Of course.
Whether she was or not, now wasn’t the time to focus on that.
Once the treatment room door was opened.
Xia Yiwei, dressed in a leather jacket, leather shorts, and alluring fishnet stockings, was sitting on the patient chair, personally applying iodine to her arm.
She looked rather disheveled at the moment.
Her leather outfit was visibly damaged in several places.
The fishnet stockings connected to her shorts were completely torn at the right knee, replaced by thick layers of gauze bandages.
"Yiwei, are you alright?"
Maomao rushed over to Xia Yiwei as soon as she saw her.
Her eyes were red and swollen. Although she didn’t cry on the spot, her worry was evident.
Xia Yiwei nudged Maomao’s arm with her elbow and laughed heartily:
"Hey, Maomao, you’re twenty years old now."
"No crying, alright? Haha!"
"Look at me—I’m perfectly fine, aren’t I?"
Xia Yiwei’s words didn’t help.
As soon as she said that, Maomao’s tears started streaming down her face.
She stared at Xia Yiwei silently.
Her gaze was filled with both concern and a hint of reproach.
Lin Yu stepped forward, frowning as he asked:
"Yiwei, what happened? Were you driving too fast?"
Despite her disheveled state, Xia Yiwei maintained her carefree demeanor:
"Little Master, this time it wasn’t my fault..."
The woman standing at the door spoke up apologetically:
"It was my child’s fault. I failed to keep an eye on him, and he suddenly ran onto the road."
"Miss Xia swerved to avoid him, which caused her motorcycle to lose control."
"I'm so sorry, truly. I’ll cover all the medical expenses!"
After finishing her explanation, the woman bowed deeply.
The little boy, seeing his mother’s actions, mimicked her and bowed as well.
"Ma’am, you’ve already apologized several times."
"It’s fine. You can leave anytime; my family is here now."
"It’s not a serious injury, and there won’t be much in terms of medical expenses. Let’s just leave it at that."
Xia Yiwei waved her hand casually.
Lin Yu wasn’t surprised by her response.
From the woman’s actions after the incident, it was clear that she was a responsible person.
She had immediately admitted her child’s mistake.
She had proactively brought Xia Yiwei to the hospital.
And she was willing to cover all the medical expenses.
Though her son had caused trouble, the mother’s proactive handling of the situation and her sincere attitude were beyond reproach.
"No, no, no, you guys go ahead and chat. I'll wait outside for the doctor to come."
"If you need to call a nurse, just let me know and I'll get one."
After the woman closed the door and left.
Lin Yu asked curiously:
"Yiwei, isn't there a doctor on duty in the emergency room? Why are we waiting for one to come?"
Xia Yiwei replied:
"Of course there's someone on duty. The external injuries have been mostly treated."
"It's just that my left arm seems to have an old injury flaring up, and my elbow joint might be dislocated again."
"I came to the Chinese medicine hospital to find a doctor who knows bone-setting. The emergency doctors... haha, can't really handle it."
Maomao: "!!!"
Lin Yu: "!!!"
Maomao was shocked, not expecting Xia Yiwei's injury to be so serious.
Lin Yu was shocked because Xia Yiwei had touched his comfort zone.
Secret technique... [Qi Strength Bone Setting Hand]!
Not just a small Chinese medicine hospital in Pingchuan.
Even nationwide or worldwide... you wouldn't find a better bone-setting master than Lin Yu.
The nurse sister is in luck today!
"When will the doctor arrive? Yiwei, is your hand... okay?"
Maomao stood on Xia Yiwei's left side, looking at her with concern.
Xia Yiwei lifted her arm painfully, making an effort to show it:
"Ha, it's just dislocated, not crippled."
"I say, Maomao, with that look of 'all is lost' on your face, you'd think I've turned into Yang Guo."
"Hahaha!"
To be able to laugh like this.
Lin Yu really underestimated Xia Yiwei's perseverance and mental strength before.
Growing up in a 'martial arts family' seems to have made her quite resilient.
Lin Yu stepped forward and directly grabbed Xia Yiwei's arm.
"Hiss!"
Just one touch.
Xia Yiwei's face changed drastically:
"Little master... are you really trying to turn me into Yang Guo?"
Lin Yu switched positions and pressed down slightly:
"How about here? Does it hurt?"
Xia Yiwei was taken aback and then quickly realized what Lin Yu was trying to do.
Lin Yu tried lifting Xia Yiwei's forearm a bit:
"Does it pull painfully when moved like this?"
Xia Yiwei cooperated and felt it: "No."
The lift was paired with a bend...
Xia Yiwei: "Ow, ow, ow... this angle really hurts!"
Lin Yu placed Xia Yiwei's arm properly.
Analyzing seriously, he said:
"Fortunately, your judgment was right. It's just a slight dislocation of the elbow joint, with no signs of fracture."
"The swelling of your arm is likely due to the impact of the fall."
Then.
Lin Yu curiously asked:
"You mentioned it's an old injury? When was the last dislocation? Was it treated here too?"
Xia Yiwei shook her head and said:
"The last time, it was that brat Xia Xiashan who helped me reset it."
Lin Yu: "You know, your sister helped treat you, yet you call her a brat. Do you have a heart?"
Xia Yiwei: "She's the one who hit me."
Lin Yu: "..."
Maomao: "..."
These sisters are really something.
One has a sharp tongue, the other has a heavy hand.
One dares to speak, the other dares to hit.
"Little master, you're asking so professionally... do you know how to set bones too?"
Xia Yiwei looked at Lin Yu expectantly.
Lin Yu flexed his fingers and said,
"Not only can I do it, but I’m quite the expert."
Xia Yiwei immediately lit up with excitement. "Really?!"
Maomao looked over in astonishment as well. "!!!"
Is there anything ZerO can’t do?
Lin Yu pointed to the empty examination bed and said,
"Come on, lie down. Let me help you out."
Xia Yiwei: "???"
Maomao: "???"
Xia Yiwei protested, "It’s my elbow! My elbow, okay?! It’s just the joint here. Do I really need to lie down for this?"
Lin Yu picked up a bottle of alcohol from the nearby medical kit, casually disinfected his hands, and said with a sly smile,
"Yiwei, doesn’t this sound a little familiar to you?"
"Do you want me to fix it or not?"
"If you wait too long and the blood clots, you’ll be stuck wearing a cast for at least two months."
Xia Yiwei: "..."
He’s doing this on purpose. This guy is absolutely doing this on purpose!
He’s trying to get back at me for what happened at the community clinic back then!
And then—
Lin Yu turned to Maomao and said,
"Maomao, go wait outside."
"What’s about to happen next isn’t something kids should see."
...
rowess are unmatched, commanding a million-strong army! Yet, the Emperor wants to depose him for the sake of a false prince? Hold on, are you throwing me into some female-oriented romance plot? How can I tolerate this? With a grand wave of his hand—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! Slander the Emperor? Very well, all of you shall die! ... The False Prince: "Although I am not the biological son, Father and Mother love me more. The throne should be mine!" The Female Lead: "Qin Xiao, you are the Emperor, and I am a commoner. If you wish to marry me, you must abdicate. Otherwise, you will never have me!" The Empress: "After we divorce, you must give me half the empire!" The Transmigrator Consort: "You worthless Emperor, why should I kneel to you? All men are equal—I advise you to be kind!" The Great General: "The enemy general is my childhood sweetheart. For her sake, I willingly abandon the frontier defenses!" The Retired Emperor: "Although Yu'er was adopted, I prefer him. Qin Xiao, you should abdicate and let him become Emperor!" ... Very well! So this is how you want to play? Facing this twisted world of female-oriented tropes, Qin Xiao grins and raises his hand to unleash—the Nine Clan Extraction Technique! I am the Emperor. Why would I bother reasoning with you? Seal the gates! Leave none alive!
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
e school belle recognized by the whole school, a genius girl from the kendo club. She also has a hidden identity, the youngest legendary demon hunter. Chen Shuo just transmigrated and found himself turned into a weak, helpless little vampire. He was caught by Su Xiyen and taken home at the very beginning. Since then, Chen Shuo's life creed only had two items. "First, classmate Su Xiyen is always right." "Second, if classmate Su Xiyen is wrong, please refer back to item one." Many years later, Chen Shuo, who had turned back into a human, led a pair of twins to appear in front of all the vampires to share the secret of how he turned back into a human. "It's simple, I tricked a female demon hunter into becoming my wife!"
