"This person is really vicious, hurting you and even casting a curse—a Chain Curse at that. It’s despicable. Are there really such powerful beings in the desert?" Ai Xiang asked, still not giving up hope.
By now, the acupuncture was done, and it would just take half an hour to work.
He was eager to fish for some information. He had never heard Quan Shaoqing mention that battle from three years ago. He was simply very curious.
"There are always people above you and heavens beyond the skies. Never underestimate anyone," Quan Shaoqing said with his eyes closed, his thin lips moving, his tone icy.
Ai Xiang yawned, her watery eyes fixed on Quan Shaoqing as she said again, "You should brace yourself for it, the Chain Curse is truly the most terrifying. Especially the Second Curse, it’s even more lethal than the first one. One misstep could cost you your life. You must be careful."
"If the Life and Death Curse can be broken, then isn’t there a way to deal with this too?" Quan Shaoqing said with a chilling tone.
Ai Xiang shook her head, her gaze heavy as she said, "The Life and Death Curse is already the most terrible thing. It’s nothing short of a miracle that you survived it. You should realize, the Second Curse is even more fearsome. Just think how dreadful it must be!"
Quan Shaoqing’s complexion turned ashen, despair dragging his heart down to the abyss. His expression was extremely grim.
In the past, life and death mattered little to him. Killing the wicked, protecting the nation, being loyal to society, loyal to the people.
But now, it was different.
Every time he faced death, the impish image of Gu Xiaoxi would pop into his mind, causing ripples in his heart.
Perhaps he had already come to regard her as family, feeling an aversion to being separated from her. It seemed he wanted to stay strong and keep living for her sake.
"You lie down, I’ll go and get a glass of water. Oh no, it’s twelve o’clock, and I haven’t eaten yet, I’m starving," Ai Xiang exclaimed.
Just then, Quan Shaoqing’s phone on the coffee table rang.
Quan Shaoqing couldn’t move, so Ai Xiang stepped forward, picked up the phone, and seeing the name Gu Xiaoxi on the display, she instantly thought of the person whom Na Qi would often talk about.
With just three silver needles, she had threatened Na Qi’s life...
"Whose is it?" Quan Shaoqing asked.
Ai Xiang chuckled, "Let me answer it for you."
As soon as Ai Xiang connected the call, a woman’s stern voice full of concern came through, "Quan Shaoqing, how are your injuries? Have you seen a doctor?"
Ai Xiang chuckled, responding with a carefree attitude under Quan Shaoqing’s warning look, "Don’t worry, he’s fine, he’s not dying anytime soon. I’d like to know, who are you to him?"
Gu Xiaoxi stood under the shade of a large tree, holding the phone. All sounds were stuck in her throat.
The stranger’s voice made her furrow her brows in confusion, "Who are you?"
"I’m the doctor, oh! And a divine doctor at that! Miss Gu, when are you free? We should meet up," Ai Xiang said in a familiar tone, her voice flirtatious, warm, and uninhibited.
Listening to her, Gu Xiaoxi’s eyebrows creased even more, "Meet up with you?"
Is this person out of their mind?
"What’s your name?" Gu Xiaoxi asked angrily, "Why do you have Quan Shaoqing’s phone?"
"I’m the doctor, currently treating him. He probably won’t be able to go back home today. Gu Xiaoxi, tell me what your relationship with him is, and I’ll pass him the phone," Ai Xiang said, smiling.
Gu Xiaoxi felt a chill all of a sudden. She did not like overly enthusiastic men; they always seemed very calculative, full of cunning. "It’s good that he’s fine. I’m hanging up!"
With that, Gu Xiaoxi quickly ended the call.
She stood in the shade for a long while, her expression a bit despondent. Quan Shaoqing didn’t pick up the phone himself! Was he really okay?
Without hearing his voice, she couldn’t feel at ease—her heart felt like it was being pressed down by a heavy stone.