The Rest Of My Life Is For You

Even though he was elated, the moment he recalled that Tan Bengbeng had strived to win his favor just for the sake of Nian Xiaomu, he wanted to kill Nian Xiaomu so badly and cook her up in his medicine pot!

Qi Yan scoffed in a not so pleased manner and said, "I don't know."

How could he know if he would be able to cure the patient even before he met him?

Just like a lackey, Nian Xiaomu praised Qi Yan the moment she heard what he had said. "You could immediately tell that Shangxin was pregnant and that she was not having a very smooth pregnancy when you saw her yesterday. You are so highly skilled, I believe that you would surely have ways to cure Tang Yuansi as long as you are willing to save him…"

Qi Yan laughed out instantly.

He curled his lips in a sinister manner and replied, "I am not considered a legitimate doctor. Do you really think that I am the King of Hell, one who has the ability to control a person's life and death? I can tell that she is pregnant because she does not look too good, so I knew immediately that her body is unwell. Furthermore, she was constantly holding onto her tummy, just like a pregnant lady would do. As such, I deduced that she was pregnant."

Whatever that Qi Yan said was the truth.

He was not so powerful to the extent that he could tell if a woman was pregnant just by one look.

However, their words led him to think of an excuse to not save Tang Yuansi.

Qi Yan rested both his hands behind his head and leaned back in the wheelchair.

Then, he opened his mouth slowly and said, "All of you have thought too highly of me. Let's not talk about whether I am willing to treat Tang Yuansi's illness; even if I took Bengbeng's request into account and agreed to help, no one knows if he could be saved since his condition is so serious. I would not do things that I do not have confidence in."

"…"

The King of Hell's reputation, as well as the effects of his extra potent medicines, were extremely powerful. However, they have never thought of what they should do if he refused to treat Tang Yuansi…

Nian Xiaomu subconsciously looked toward Shangxin.

Shangxin's face had turned ghastly pale the moment she heard what the King of Hell said.

"Qi Yan!" Tan Bengbeng noticed Shangxin's weird facial expression and covered his mouth immediately to prevent him from spouting nonsense.

Qi Yan was cool about it and even took the chance to plant a kiss on her palm.

When he saw that Tan Bengbeng was so shocked that she retracted her hand in a hurry and glared at him, he curled his lips in a displeased manner and lamented in a volume that only they could hear, "This is your first time taking the initiative to touch me. Even though you have touched such a sensitive spot on your first try, I am willing to let you touch anywhere you want as long as you are the one doing it."

"…"

What a hooligan!

All that she wanted to do right now was to give him a good beating and throw him into the sea to feed the sharks.

However, the moment Tan Bengbeng thought of the critically ill Tang Yuansi as well as everyone here who was worried sick about him, she took in a deep breath and spoke again.

"You have not even met Tang Yuansi yet, perhaps you might find a way to treat him after you met him."

"I don't want to meet him. After I met him, you would leave with your Xiao Mumu. I am a selfish person, if I am not feeling good, I would make others carry the same uncomfortable feeling in their heart too. Unless someone could make me feel better…"

Before Qi Yan had finished speaking, he had already glanced at Tan Bengbeng a few times with eyes that were filled with drama.

Tan Bengbeng pretended to not understand him and only said, "I can accompany you to the hospital…"

"Then would you follow me home after we are done with visiting Tang Yuansi?" Qi Yan asked again.

"…"

She could not answer him.

It would be impossible for her to follow him back again.

Qi Yan said, "My butt is feeling a little painful after sitting in the wheelchair for so long. It's not a good time for me to head out now, I want to return to my room for a rest."

Tan Bengbeng replied, "Your legs are fine and you do not have to sit in the wheelchair."

Qi Yan answered, "Oh, really? I have forgotten about it. I suddenly feel a little pain in my legs, I might not be able to walk."

"…"

Tan Bengbeng pursed her lips and muttered, "Qi Yan…"

Qi Yan responded, "Begging me won't work. I would never do anything that would result in me shooting myself in the foot!"