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Published at 22nd of May 2023 07:22:52 AM


Chapter 91: Chapter 91: What’s Going On

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Chapter 91: What’s Going On
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Fu Ge was in the study dealing with some backlog of work.

When he was done, he realized that it was already very late.

He was a little thirsty, so he went downstairs to drink some water. Suddenly, he felt something and went to open the door. He happened to see Qin Jianxi opening the door with a person on her back.

He was shocked.

He hurriedly walked over and asked, “Xixi, what’s going on?

“Let’s go in first.” Just then, the door opened and Qin Jianxi walked in with the person on her back.

After Fu Ge saw her go in, he quickly followed.

When he saw Xixi carry the woman to the second bedroom on the second floor, he quickly went forward and put her on the bed.

He lowered his head and took a glance. That was when he saw that the person on the bed was skinny and bony. Her face was so sunken that it was almost out of shape. She looked like a refugee.

“She…”

Qin Jianxi said in a deep voice, “She’s my mother, Zhu Zhongjun.”

Fu Ge was stunned when he heard this.

Didn’t Zhu Zhongjun die long ago? The urn today was also taken from Qin Likun.

But why was she… A person who had been dead for almost 17 years was actually still alive. This was simply unbelievable and too shocking.

“What’s going on?”

Qin Jianxi replied, “I’ll tell you later. I’ll take a look at her condition first.”

Fu Ge looked at the person on the bed. She was indeed in a very bad state. She could be said to be on her last breath.

“Should I get a family doctor or send her to the hospital first?” he asked immediately.

“No, I can do it myself.” Qin Jianxi brought her back because she believed in her medical skills.

“You?” Fu Ge was even more shocked.

Qin Jianxi didn’t have time to explain too much to him.

She walked out and went to her room. She found a first aid kit in the bottom drawer of the closet.

Fortunately, she had bought them the last time. There was a scalpel imported from abroad and a set of silver needles.

She took the first aid kit and returned to the second bedroom.

Seeing Fu Ge, she said to him, “I’m going to check my mom’s body first. You can go out and wait for a while…”

Fu Ge immediately nodded and replied, “Okay, I’ll be at the door. Call me if you need anything.”

Then, he walked out and closed the door behind him.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was amiss. What exactly was going on?

Where did Xixi go just now? And how did she find Zhu Zhongjun and bring her back?

The biggest question was, how could a person who had been dead for so many years be alive? Then what was with the urn?

Could all of this be Qin Likun’s doing?

That year, Zhu Zhongjun didn’t die at all. So did Qin Likun lock her up, then made a fake death certificate and replaced her with someone else?

The moment this thought came out, it made people shudder.

If his guess was right, then Qin Likun was really not a human…

Qin Jianxi undid Zhu Zhongjun’s clothes and saw that her body, which was only left with skin and bones, was actually… filled with new and old scars everywhere.

She had been tortured for many years.

According to the timeline, from the day of Zhu Zhongjun’s ‘death’, she had probably been locked up in the basement. In other words, Zhu Zhongjun had been tortured in the basement for more than seventeen years.

The string of reason in her mind snapped.

Even if that adulterous couple went to the 18th level of hell, she would still not be able to vent her hatred.

She took a deep breath and suppressed her anger.

She first closed Zhu Zhongjun’s clothes, took out the sterilized silver needles, and inserted them into various acupuncture points.

Then, she wrote a prescription…

After she was done, she walked out.

Fu Ge was waiting outside.. When he saw her coming out, he quickly asked,

“How’s Auntie?”

 





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