10 Chapter 10 Income Source_1

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"Fine! Yang Yi, you can't even protect your own daughter, didn't know she was being plotted against!"

"You're really useless!"

Facing Chen Yating's fierce scolding, Yang Yi didn't waste words.

Luckily, they had already arrived home, and the effect of the silver needle could be negligible.

Otherwise, with this situation, if anything happened to Yi Yi, Yang Yi would never forgive this irrational and overbearing mother-in-law.

He still ignored Chen Yating and directly instructed Gu Qingya, "Wife, Yi Yi is having an emergency, I need your assistance!"

Chen Yating couldn't see the signs, but Gu Qingya was a perceptive person, and she had witnessed Yang Yi's superb medical skills, so she didn't have a single doubt.

"Okay! What should I do?"

The worried Gu Qingya took the sleeping Yi Yi from Yang Yi's arms, anxious as if on pins and needles.

"Go to the room!" Yang Yi called to Gu Qingya and immediately went to the bedroom.

That left Chen Yating somewhat dumbfounded; she followed closely but was blocked by Yang Yi at the bedroom door.

She shouted confusedly at the door, "Yang Yi, what are you thinking! If something happens to Yi Yi, you might as well pack up and leave!"

Upon seeing Yi Yi's complexion gradually turn dark just now, she too was startled, having never seen such a strange disease in her life.

Sitting by the bed, Gu Qingya laid Yi Yi flat on the bed, and she took a sharp intake of breath, having never seen such a severe condition, even more sinister than poisoning.

If it were up to her to diagnose, she definitely would be clueless and could only worry, but seeing Yang Yi take out the silver needle with a calm complexion provided her some comfort.

Somehow, she had come to rely on the handsome Yang Yi in front of her, that fleeting touch of shyness vanished in an instant.

Yang Yi was surrounded by swirling Qi, and there were silver needles spinning through the air; this was the domineering force of the Guardian Needle, one of the Ghost Gate's Seven Needles.

"Swish, swish!" Three needles pierced into Yi Yi's Yang Creek, Eight Evils, and Kunlun acupoints.

At the same time, a purple Qi could be seen flowing into these three acupoints with the naked eye.

Like a miracle, the experienced Gu Qingya was utterly shocked, having never seen such advanced medical skills nor the mythic Qi before.

After the three life-saving needles of true Qi were fully injected, Yang Yi took a deep breath and slowly covered Yi Yi with a blanket.

"Is everything okay now?"

Gu Qingya, the hospital director, now seemed as clueless as a novice, asking urgently.

Sitting by the bed together, Yang Yi looked at Gu Qingya's lovely face and smiled, "It's okay now, wife! But the people behind this, I won't let them go!"

Gu Qingya, looking confused, didn't quite understand but guessed there might be someone deliberately trying to harm them; otherwise, how could Yi Yi become ill for no reason.

Thinking of these people lurking in the shadows made Gu Qingya shudder, remembering there's always someone better out there, a bigger fish in the sea.

She knew some mysteries far exceeded her imagination, so she expressed her concern, "Yang Yi, be frank with me, did you offend someone in the past?"

Out of maternal love and nature, Gu Qingya did not want her daughter tangled up in these matters, especially seeing today's close call, which left her anything but reassured.

But Yang Yi took a deep breath and replied calmly, "No! Wife, don't worry, as of now, they are nothing but ants in my eyes!"

He said this partly to comfort Gu Qingya and partly because he didn't want her to worry too much, nor did he wish to add any pressure on her, after all, this was a grudge from Yang Yi's past.

"That's for the best!" Gu Qingya responded coolly, not pursuing the matter further, instead continuing to take care of Yi Yi.

She was acutely aware of the gap between her and Yang Yi's medical skills, one being just ordinary medical practice, and the other akin to a legend, a Divine Doctor, in the medical world.

Stepping out of the room and seeing Chen Yating already sitting on the sofa watching TV, Yang Yi casually said, "I'll go buy groceries and cook."

Chen Yating glanced sideways and snorted, "Hmph! At least you know that. Just now, you acted as if you were the head of the household, even more arrogant than I am!"

Still enjoying herself, Chen Yating didn't have a good word to say, but Gu Qingya came out and called out.

"Mom, tone it down a bit!"

In terms of status and position, Gu Qingya was Chen Yating's main source of income, so faced with her words, Chen Yating just gave a cold look.

She muttered, "The two of you are really getting along so well now!"

If it had been the old Gu Qingya, she would have been quite embarrassed, but now she just smiled with a touch of shyness.

Seeing Gu Qingya's change towards him filled Yang Yi with comfort.

He then smiled at Gu Qingya, "Wife, you love cakes the most, I'll buy some for you later!"

"Mhm!" Gu Qingya nodded, her face brimming with happiness.

Yang Yi also felt a surge of joy, cheerfully driving to the market; this might have been the happiest time of his life.

If it weren't for the Yang family's interference, perhaps he'd wish for nothing more than to continue such blissful living, but the Yang family's actions were something he could not forgive.

He was well aware of the Yang family's maneuvers; if they struck once, they would strike again. He could let go of past hatreds, but he would never allow anyone close to him to be hurt again.

The Guardian Needle, one of the Ghost Gate's Seven Needles, commended respect around him. This needle could save lives or take them.

The flying needle pierced the acupoints, killing imperceptibly, a tactic only the covert forces of the Yang family possessed.

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