Chapter 17: Are you telling the truth?

  After ten minutes of intense first aid, Ling Fei suddenly lifted Qin Jie up and slapped her hard on the back. Qin Jie let out a loud cry as she spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm with blood in it, which had a purplish tint to it. However, after spitting out that mouthful of phlegm, Qin Jie took a long deep breath and then tightly hugged Ling Fei, bursting into heart-wrenching sobs.

  "Cry, cry out all the unhappiness, don't hold it in your heart. Hong Jie, please go to the pharmacy and buy 20 grams of Dan Shen, get the best kind. Hurry up and decoct it with two bowls of water, reduce it to one bowl and bring it over." Ling Fei said bitterly, his hand gently stroking Qin Jie's back to help her relieve her emotions.

  "Is Danchen soup that serious?" Hong Jie exclaimed, then said: "I just bought some medicinal materials yesterday, and it happens to have Danshen. I'll get them to make it right away."

  "You've added the medicinal herbs, right? There's Acorus calamus in there, hurry up and make a sachet. She suffered a great loss this time, if it's not properly regulated, there will be big problems later." Ling Fei said, Duan Shen Tang is a relatively stable prescription for treating heart conditions, and the fragrance of Acorus calamus also has benefits for the heart. After the blood reversal, although she received timely treatment, follow-up care still needs attention, or else it's easy to leave behind hidden problems.

  Half an hour later, after drinking the ginseng soup and putting the sachet filled with calamus near her nose, Qin sister slowly calmed down and fell asleep drowsily.

  "How could you let that damned guy go, he's already used the exclusive soup, I really want to beat them up." Hong Jie said, with a hint of resentment in her tone.

  "Don't let them go, do you want to keep them for dinner? What's the point of arguing with them? One is doomed to die, and the other will be miserable in the future. Is it worth it for people like that?" Ling Fei said calmly.

  "Did you do something?" Hong Jie looked at Ling Fei in surprise, while Ling Fei raised his right hand and looked at it, muttering to himself: "In a situation like this, even if you're very powerful, taking action will only bring trouble. That vicious woman, humph, just wait for her retribution."

  "With the right hand, I can cure strange diseases; with the left hand, I can drive away evil spirits. Could it be that Ghost Hand is still not enough to take a life?" Red Sister exclaimed, covering her small mouth with her hands, and her eyes already shone with an unusual glow.

  "The devil's hand can also be ruthless." Ling Fei said, last night, he had read his grandfather's notes, which recorded many bad people. He thought some were impossible, but didn't expect that just one night later, he would encounter one. No wonder his grandfather left a sentence: Human heart is hell, love and hate are boundless.

  Human heart is really terrifying, now he finally understands what his grandfather meant by "the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility". For some people, ordinary methods are not enough to punish them, only with ruthless and merciless means can evil people get their due retribution.

  "What will happen to them in the end?" Hong Jie put down her hand and asked hesitantly, the sentence that Ling Fei had just said "Ghost Hand can also be ruthless" made her think of another legend about Ghost Hand she had heard before, that those who are extremely evil would enter the gates of hell when they encounter Ghost Hand.

  "You'll know later," Ling Fei said, his hand gently stroking Qin Jie's cheek, which still had residual tears in the corners of her eyes as she fell into a daze. He whispered softly, "Sister, from now on, your brother will protect you, you must become stronger."

  Qin's life experience, Ling Fei knew a little bit about it. Her father died of a sudden heart attack one night because he opposed her marrying Shen He at the time. Shen He was 15 years older than Qin, and not long after, her mother also became mentally ill due to excessive grief and is still receiving long-term treatment in a psychiatric hospital. Who would have thought that she had endured so much and made such sacrifices, only to end up with this result? What kind of arrangement did the heavens make for her to be tortured like this?

  Hong Jie stood at the side, her eyes also slowly softened, and followed by saying: "You go busy, here I will take care of it, don't worry, although I don't have your excellent medical skills, but this ability to take care of people, I won't be worse than you."

  "Then I'll leave it to you." Ling Fei said, just about to turn around and leave, but his hand was suddenly grabbed by Qin Jie, who had opened her eyes. At the same time, Qin Jie asked with a hint of resentment: "Is what you said true?"

  Ling Fei was taken aback for a moment, then he understood Qin Jie's meaning. She was asking if he would really protect her for the rest of his life. He nodded and said seriously: "I'm serious, I believe I can do it. You get some rest, from now on, you are my real sister."

  "Then go." Qin sister let out a sigh of relief, then closed her eyes again, but her face already had a hint of anger. At this moment, Ling Fei's words once again gave her the courage to live on.

  Lunch is eaten in a cafeteria set up behind the institution, in the form of a buffet, with 20 dishes to choose from. In addition to employees, Ling Fei also saw several customers eating inside, probably too lazy to go out. The food here is still quite good, and there are dedicated nutritionists responsible for pairing dishes.

  "What's wrong, can't eat?" Hong Jie's soft voice sounded in Ling Fei's ear, and then she sat down opposite him. Unlike other women, her lunchbox still had a lot of dishes inside.

  "There's something, but it's not about the food." Ling Fei said, and the surrounding noise suddenly decreased a lot. He turned his head to look around, what was going on? Everyone was staring at him.

  "It's nothing, it's just that they're not used to seeing me sitting with you." Hong Jie smiled faintly and then put a piece of duck meat from her plate into his lunchbox, saying in a low voice: "Help me out, eat it quickly, or else Yang Yisheng will say I'm picky again."

  "I think you're just picky, and your body type isn't the kind that easily gains weight, so eating more won't be a problem." Ling Fei said, but he still helped himself to the duck meat. Hmm, there's a medicinal flavor to it, seems different from what I usually eat.

  "Put the bones over here." Hong Jie quickly pulled the duck bones to her own lunchbox, while letting out a sigh of relief. At this moment, she didn't seem like a boss at all, but rather a neighbor's little girl.

  "Don't pretend, I've seen it all, young man, new here?" A kind-hearted woman's voice came over, and a middle-aged woman sat down beside her, with a curious look in her eyes, staring tightly at Ling Fei's face.

  "Yes, it's my first day of work today." Ling Fei said, I guess this is the one who made Hong Jie become a little girl, Yang Yi Jie. Although she looks ordinary, but gives people a very profound feeling, temperament, no wonder others say that temperament determines everything.

  "Ah, you look quite dignified and your speech is also proper, more steady than that young Shaobin. Little Hong, I've told you many times before, those tonics were specially prepared for you, why don't you eat a bit more of them?" The middle-aged woman said with some affection: "Don't think that just because your body has recovered well now, when the time comes and your energy can't keep up, I'll see how you'll manage."

  "It's okay, I've found a divine doctor now, it's him, Ling Fei. In a few days, you'll see what's wrong with me." Hong Jie leaned into the middle-aged woman's arms, but her words were directed at Ling Fei.

  "Why wait a few days? Let's take a look now, stretch out your hand." Ling Fei said, isn't it just taking the pulse and then using the ghostly hand to diagnose, why do we need to wait for several days?

  "Hey, kid, you'd better wait a few more days. A disease like hers... " The middle-aged woman suddenly let out an exclamation, her eyes fixed intently on Ling Fei's right hand. Unconsciously, her breathing also quickened, and the hand she had placed on the table clenched into a fist.

  "Been saying for a few days, you don't believe it. If you can't see the problem, I'll deduct your salary." Hong Jie said, but still let Ling Fei put his finger on her snowy white wrist.

  After his fingers touched her, Ling Fei's heart also skipped a beat. Hong Jie's skin was incredibly smooth, just like the back of his own right hand, and with her flesh evenly distributed, it felt boneless, yet soft to the touch. However, as he did so, Ling Fei's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a strange chill suddenly surged into his fingertips, almost instantly making them feel numb and cold.

  However, Ling Fei's right hand moved slightly immediately after, and then Ling Fei felt that his right hand had that hungry feeling again. Instinctively, Ling Fei's right hand tightened, directly grasping Hong Jie's wrist, and a soft humming sound came from where Ling Fei was holding her.

  "Let go!" Hong Jie shouted, her face suddenly turning red. She hadn't expected Ling Fei to be so bold, taking advantage of the situation while feeling her pulse, and actually starting to hold her hand!

  "Don't move." The middle-aged woman immediately hugged Hong Jie tightly and said, "Didn't you hear any noise?"

  Hong Jie was stunned for a moment, and only then did she hear the faint sound. She felt a warm heat slowly spreading from where Ling Fei's hand grasped hers, like returning to the countryside on a spring day, lying on soft grass, basking in the sun. "My god, you women, I'm thoroughly convinced." After more than a minute, Ling Fei finally let go of her hand, now feeling a bit dizzy and his whole body slightly chilled: "Don't you feel cold at all, or is your sense of cold numb?" "You're the one with numb senses," Hong Jie retorted, her face red, but in her heart, she had a different opinion about Ling Fei. He spoke directly, although it sounded like he was scolding someone, but actually, it came from genuine concern.