Chapter 43: Yes, I Want Attorney Wen’s Tender Care

In the Palm of One's Hand Yan Chi 1244 words 2026-03-20 07:01:04

Jinzhou Second Hospital, Emergency Operating Room.

The surgical light went out, and the doctor soon came out.

Fortunately, Song Mi’s abnormal bleeding had been brought under control, and the operation was successfully completed. “…Bed rest for a week, and absolutely no conjugal relations for at least a month…”

At this point, the doctor paused.

“So you want me to go to Green Forest Manor and buy back most of the good jade there?” Chen Fan said.

Given her status, she didn’t have to squeeze into the dormitory, but she liked the feeling of being together with her classmates.

Mo Yunlong suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes full of despair. He never imagined that, after all these years, on returning to the capital, he would die at the hands of his own brother.

Secondly, he handed the decision back to the elder in purple robes. After all, I want the money—if you want to give more, give more; if you want to give less, give less. If you don’t want to give any, then I can hardly object.

“For years he’s been stirring up trouble, poisoning me when I was gravely ill, forming distant alliances and attacking those close by, causing outrage everywhere.” The Khan clenched his fist in fury. Honestly, he wanted nothing more than to rush out right now and kill Tata.

It was truly strange—he had practiced alone on the Cliff of Reflection for an entire month, and not a single person had interrupted him.

“Ah Tai, you look to be in a good mood. What's the good news? Come on, share it with the brothers,” Luo Bin said as he played billiards.

Chen Fan’s talent astonished even the Grandmaster of Freedom. If this were the Immortal Realm, Chen Fan would surely be the kind of talent that every sect and family would vie for.

Meanwhile, through the Eye of Fortune, he saw that the black aura of misfortune around him was roiling and growing ever stronger.

Though it was only three moves, she knew the secret techniques behind each one were extraordinary. With her level of cultivation, to be defeated by someone in the Qi Condensation stage was something she could never have imagined.

From early morning, Yan Danyan’s eyelids twitched. She felt that something bad was bound to happen. After pondering for a long time, she finally sat down a bit uneasily on the sofa in her office.

Gu Xijue was away on a business trip abroad, leaving Qiu Shaoqing the most at ease. Without Gu Xijue’s oversight, who else at Yufeng International would dare meddle in Third Young Master Qiu’s affairs?

After all, with Xiao Bufan making the trending topics day after day, even the most gossip-loving netizens were starting to lose patience.

In the East Sea Bay, news quickly spread that the leaders of both the Dragon Palace and the Dwarf Kingdom had been slain by Long Jingtian, who then vanished without a trace.

Wen Yi felt rather anxious and restless. She lifted the curtain and glanced at the flagstone street outside, listening to the crisp sound of carriage wheels on stone, her expression tinged with loneliness.

The place where the old master of the Li family lived was originally a serene retreat. But this time, it was completely transformed, newly decorated inside and out.

Although she didn’t know why her heart would occasionally ache, her previous injuries had healed, and overall, she felt fine.

“Others have already cleared the way for you—what are you so flustered about?” Long Jingtian said, looking at the two buffoons.

Yan Danyan didn’t wait for Qu Shuangshuang to finish speaking before turning to the sales assistant and handing her a card.

Then Gu Xijue picked up Yan Danyan. Yan Danyan, a little unused to it, flicked her tail. The newcomers tried to stop Gu Xijue from taking her away.

At this moment, the one who needed comfort most was naturally Chen Qingling. Thus, Song Jun used Yang Qi’s talents as his greatest support, confident that Yang Qi would turn danger into safety.

Originally, if there hadn’t been so many bandit armies in Jingchu, a single notice would have been enough to raise soldiers and supplies. But now, with the entire Jianghan region—except for Wang Shen’s Huangzhou—occupied by bandits, Li Heng was nothing but a commander without an army. Coming to Jianghan this time was nothing short of a death sentence.