Villain: Young Lady, You Must Want Revenge Too - Chapter 46:

Chapter 46: Ye Chen, the Thankless Laborer, a Willing Tool!

Ye Chen was very excited. He roughly gathered from the caretakers’ words that the girl who had haunted his dreams during the day had a truly tragic background! She depended on her grandmother for survival, but now her grandmother was terminally ill! Wasn’t this heaven handing him an opportunity? As long as he saved the girl’s grandmother, she would surely fall in love with him. Losing Lin Qingqiu had already caused him immense pain. Now that he had finally encountered true love again, he didn’t want to miss it.

The thought of Lin Qingqiu made Ye Chen’s heart ache. That was the woman he had set his eyes on, yet she had ended up in Mo Cinian’s arms and was slowly becoming someone else’s. Ye Chen felt a mad impulse rising within him. ‘Mo Cinian… One day, I will kill you and free Miss Lin from your clutches.’

Ye Chen clenched his fists tightly, his eyes burning as he looked toward the hospital room. The caretakers were right—he couldn’t act openly. His impression during the day was already terrible. The girl would never give him a chance to treat her grandmother; she might even think he was crazy. He could only quietly show off and amaze everyone!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn’t help but curl his lips into an exaggerated arc. He could already imagine the scene of the girl sobbing as she threw herself into his arms.

Without hesitation, Ye Chen pulled out a slender bamboo tube from his pocket. After fiddling with it for a moment, white smoke began to emerge from the tube. Ye Chen gently blew the white smoke toward the room—Mesmerizing Powder!

Soon, the caretakers inside the room collapsed one after another. Ye Chen tiptoed inside and approached the elderly woman, frowning deeply. ‘Pulse sinking like a stone into a cold abyss… The Three-Turn Soul-Reviving Needle alone won’t be enough. I’ll need to prescribe herbal medicine as well… I’ll write down the prescription and leave it on the table. That girl is so bright; she’ll understand at a glance.’

Ye Chen quickly scribbled a prescription on a piece of paper and placed it under the cup on the bedside table. Then, he began his ancestral acupuncture technique. Within minutes, the acupuncture was completed.

“Phew… that feels great!” Ye Chen exhaled deeply and wiped the sweat from his forehead. Though it had only taken a few minutes, it drained his energy heavily, especially given his current frail condition.

After feeling the old woman’s pulse, he found that it had already shifted from a sinking pulse to one showing signs of life. His acupuncture had at least extended her life by another year. Since descending the mountain, his medical practice had faced constant setbacks, almost making him question his life. But now, The Unbridled Little Evil Doctor had returned!

‘With this favor owed to me, girl… you won’t escape!’ Ye Chen revealed a devilish smile and then turned to leave the room.

Only a few minutes after Ye Chen left, a figure entered the room. Wearing gold-rimmed glasses and a slender figure, who else could it be but Chen Jiu? He glanced at the three unconscious caretakers, then looked at the elderly woman lying on the bed. The improvement in her complexion was obvious.

“As expected of the young master, he foresaw everything.” Chen Jiu walked to the table, picked up the prescription, and examined it. ‘Hmm, can’t understand it, but I’ll take it.’

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“Haha… A prescription? Not bad at all.” Mo Cinian smiled lightly as he held the prescription. He pulled out his phone and dialed Duan Weiwei’s number.

“Hello… Brother Mo, is something wrong?” The girl answered early in the morning, looking at the caller ID—Beloved Boss.

“Oh… My friend just came back and checked your grandmother’s condition. He also left a prescription. You can go get the medicine according to it.”

The girl was brushing her teeth, and the toothbrush fell from her hand. “Mo… Brother Mo, what did you say? The divine doctor… came back?”

“Yes, my divine doctor friend returned yesterday.”

“Okay, I’m heading to the hospital now!”

Duan Weiwei rushed to the hospital. Naturally, Mo Cinian wouldn’t let Ye Chen be a third wheel. So, Ye Chen was scheduled for a minor surgery today… full anesthesia! Reportedly for hemorrhoids. Chen Jiu had found a doctor from who-knows-where that loved tinkering around, and when Ye Chen was first admitted to the hospital for simple anal fistula, anal fissure, and prolapse, they went so far as to sew on a colostomy bag… and now it was time for suture removal… plus hemorrhoid surgery. Just thinking about it was horrifying; in ancient times, such cruelty would be fit for a Minister of Punishments.

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The girl almost ran all the way to the hospital. “Mo… Boss Mo.” Duan Weiwei stopped in her tracks upon seeing Mo Cinian, her clear eyes filled with hope.

When she looked at her grandmother lying on the bed, she froze. All the tubes that had been attached to the old woman were removed, even the ventilator was gone, yet her complexion was rosy and much improved compared to before. She was still unconscious, though.

“Mo… Brother Mo.” The girl looked up at Mo Cinian.

“My divine doctor friend flew overnight back to City A to perform acupuncture and extend your grandmother’s life. This is the prescription he left; just decoct it and let her take it,” Mo Cinian said as he handed the prescription to Duan Weiwei.

Of course, this was a rewritten copy he had someone else prepare. That fool Ye Chen, who hadn’t even finished elementary school, had such ugly handwriting that Mo Cinian was embarrassed to show it.

“Thank you! Thank you, Brother Mo!” The girl didn’t even look at the prescription before bowing in gratitude. In her eyes, Boss Mo’s divine doctor friend must be incredibly skilled. Otherwise, how could her grandmother’s critical condition stabilize overnight? How incredible must that divine doctor be?

Thinking this, her heart grew heavy again. Brother Mo must have humbled himself to ask for such help. This favor… even if she sold herself, she wouldn’t be able to repay it.

Thinking about it, she felt even more guilty. Other than herself, she had nothing else to offer. But her usual self-abasement made her feel she wasn’t worthy of Mo Cinian.

“Heh~” Seeing the girl’s expression, Mo Cinian chuckled softly. Girls like this—naive and sweet—were so easy to deceive. Give them a little kindness and they would be endlessly grateful.

So easy to capture. Both the person… and her heart.

Such naive girls probably only existed in urban novels. In real life… there were only countless green tea schemers.