708: Chapter 707: Zhu Qingshuang 708: Chapter 707: Zhu Qingshuang After leaving Zhao Bingqing’s home, Ye Haochuan was about to return to his rental when his phone suddenly rang.
As he took it out, he saw that it was Fan Qingyin.
This woman had urgently demanded that I escort her out of the Sub-Fire Dimension Realm, what could be happening at home?
Ye Haochuan, filled with bewilderment, answered the phone and said, “Great Beauty Fan, has your matter been sorted out, and are you planning to fulfill your promise now?”
“What fucking promise?” Fan Qingyin was highly agitated and shouted, “Ye Haochuan, get over here, I need your help with something!”
Damn, this woman is denying everything now?
Had I known, I wouldn’t have bothered taking you out.
Immediately feeling frustrated, Ye Haochuan pouted and said, “What, trying to invite me?
Sorry, many are in line to see me.
You’ll have to take a number and wait.”
“Take a number my ass!
Hurry up, my master is really bad off!” Fan Qingyin snapped back.
Nice, is this how you ask for a favor?
I’m not a taxi you can just summon at will!
Ye Haochuan sneered to himself, “What’s your master’s condition to me?
If you were my woman, your master would be my master—we’d rescue him together.
Regrettably, you’re not.
Therefore, I can only express my sympathy.
If only you had joined me earlier, then now…”
“Ye Haochuan, you bastard!
Are you coming or not?” Fan Qingyin’s voice was both urgent and angry, with a sobbing tone.
Ye Haochuan could never stand seeing a woman cry, and his heart immediately softened.
Fine, considering you’re a beauty, I’ll help you out.
Who says I don’t have a soft heart?
Ye Haochuan pursed his lips, asked for Fan Qingyin’s location immediately, and flew over using Sword Control.
Fan Qingyin’s master lived in a three-story bungalow.
It was spacious but had no bodyguards or maids around, making it look quite vacant.
The moment Ye Haochuan arrived, he heard Fan Qingyin’s cries.
“Master, master, please don’t die, master!”
Damn, don’t tell me I’m too late?
Startled, Ye Haochuan hurriedly rushed in.
As soon as he entered, he smelled a strong stench of blood.
A pretty woman, looking to be in her thirties, was lying quietly on the bed, her mouth still oozing fresh blood.
This was Fan Qingyin’s master, named Zhu Qingshuang.
Seeing the scene, Ye Haochuan immediately rushed over to check on Zhu Qingshuang’s condition.
Zhu Qingshuang was clearly severely injured by someone, with her internal organs bleeding.
Most critically, she had stopped breathing, and her heartbeat was exceedingly weak, clearly not long for this world.
“Ye Haochuan, you asshole, why did you take so long?
If you’d come earlier, my master wouldn’t have gone.
I hate you, I hate you!”
At this moment, Fan Qingyin was a sobbing mess.
The moment she saw Ye Haochuan, she began pounding him with her hands.
Christ, do you really think I’m a savior?
You trust my medical skills so much, why don’t you let me check on you every day?
Ye Haochuan grabbed Fan Qingyin’s delicate fists and shouted, “If you keep delaying, your master will truly be beyond help!”
My master still has a chance?” Fan Qingyin said incredulously.
She had just noticed her master had stopped breathing and assumed she had passed away.
Ye Haochuan’s sudden claim that there was still a chance to save her was truly unexpected.
Without explaining further, Ye Haochuan immediately pinched Zhu Qingshuang’s nose and leaned in close.
Are you performing CPR?” Fan Qingyin asked nervously.
Don’t you even know this basic lifesaving skill?” Ye Haochuan replied irritably.
“If it’s CPR, I should do it!” Fan Qingyin pushed Ye Haochuan away and said, “My master is severely germophobic, especially towards men.”
Damn, you make it sound like I’m filthy or something.
I brush my teeth and wash my face every day, okay?
The more you don’t want me to kiss her, the more I want to do it, heh heh!
Ye Haochuan hummed softly, “You think I’m just doing CPR?
My Longevity Gang Qi has a very strong healing effect, and I was channeling it into her mouth to stimulate and repair her lungs.”
“This…” Fan Qingyin was still hesitant.
“What are you hesitating for?
Don’t you want to save your master?” Ye Haochuan chided softly.
okay, fine, desperate times call for desperate measures.
Go ahead and save her!” Fan Qingyin finally relented.
Seeing Fan Qingyin agree, Ye Haochuan smiled slightly and carefully examined Zhu Qingshuang on the bed.
This Zhu Qingshuang was delicately beautiful, her features as if finely crafted.
Her body was fully developed, and especially those Mount Everests were simply…
Sharing a passionate kiss with such a beauty—the thought alone was thrilling, heh heh.
Ye Haochuan couldn’t help feeling secretly delighted and quickly leaned in.
Zhu Qingshuang’s lips were a bit cold but exceptionally soft; Ye Haochuan gave it a big thumbs up!
“How is it?” Fan Qingyin asked anxiously from the side.
“Mm, the taste is top-notch!” Ye Haochuan replied subconsciously.
Fan Qingyin froze slightly at his words, then her face dramatically changed, and she shouted, “Bastard!
How dare you take advantage of my master, I’ll kill you!”
Damn, I accidentally said what was on my mind!
I’ve been frolicking through fields of flowers for decades, and I never thought I’d capsize in a drain one day.
Ye Haochuan was secretly regretting, hurriedly dodged Fan Qingyin’s attack, and cried out sharply, “Are you mad?
Now is the crucial moment for treating your master.
“You pervert, you weren’t even treating my master seriously.
I won’t let you defile my master’s body anymore!” Fan Qingyin yelled angrily.
After saying that, she guarded Zhu Qingshuang behind her like a mother hen protecting her chick, terrified that Ye Haochuan the rogue might succeed in a moment of negligence.
Defile my sister’s body?
Your mother has necrophilia—your whole family has it!
Ye Haochuan was very annoyed in his heart and was about to retort loudly, but suddenly heard a low cough.
The sound came from Zhu Qingshuang, and although there was blood with every cough, at least it showed she had come back to life.
“Master, Master, you’re alive?” Zhu Qingshuang cried out excitedly with a stunned expression.
No one responded to her; Zhu Qingshuang had regained her breath but was still somewhat groggy and barely hanging on.
“Ye Haochuan, what in the world is going on?” Fan Qingyin demanded.
Damn this woman, why is she acting like she’s hit menopause early, can’t she speak nicely?
Ye Haochuan curled his lip, “Please, I only transferred a couple of breaths of Longevity Gang Qi; it’s a miracle she’s alive at all, okay?”
“Then what are you standing there for?
Hurry up and transfer your damn True Qi!” Fan Qingyin said angrily.
“Hey, just because you tell me to transfer, I should lose face?” Ye Haochuan grunted.
Seeing Ye Haochuan not moving, Fan Qingyin became even more anxious and shouted in a shrill voice, “Ye Haochuan, what do you want?
If you can’t save my master, you and I are not done!”
Damn, why doesn’t this woman have any sense of how to ask for help?
Ye Haochuan shook his head secretly, grinned mischievously, and said, “What?
Planning to molest and kill me?”
“You…” Fan Qingyin’s eyes suddenly filled with tears, and she suddenly said with an aggrieved face, “I beg you, please save my master, okay?
I really can’t be without her!”
Isn’t it better to be earlier?
Must I “educate” you a bit before you listen?