I Became a Medical Genius in the 80s-Chapter 633 - 632

Beisitian saw Bei Jiale obediently following behind, feeling slightly reassured, she still gave Luo Xudong a look, indicating for him to keep an eye on her.

They headed directly to the VIP lounge from the back of the banquet hall, encountering only a few people along the way, all of whom were strangers. Seeing two beautiful and identical women, these people couldn’t help but take a second look.

This route was closer to the VIP lounge than going through the main hall, so under the guidance of the big-nosed foreigner, they soon saw the VIP lounge at the end of the corridor after turning a corner.

Several bodyguards in suits and sunglasses stood at the entrance of the lounge. The big-nosed foreigner walked straight over to them.

Following behind, Bei Jiale saw the bodyguards and involuntarily stopped. Beisitian, who was keeping an eye on her, naturally stopped too.

"Sister, I suddenly remembered I have something to do, so I won’t go with you. Let’s talk some other time when we can," Bei Jiale said with her arms folded and a smiling face.

Beisitian frowned, "If you leave, where will I find you?"

She was not planning to let Bei Jiale slip away so easily.

The commotion drew the attention of the bodyguards at the door, and two of them began walking toward this direction.

Bei Jiale suddenly laughed, her voice lively and pleasant, "Sister, you know I’m a Mystic Doctor, right? Have you seen this?" Saying this, she opened her palm, revealing a small heap of white powder.

Before Beisitian could see what was in her palm clearly, she flicked her hand, scattering the powder toward Beisitian.

Luo Xudong’s eyes narrowed at the sight, and without hesitation, he sidestepped and turned to shield Beisitian, protecting her in his embrace.

As Bei Jiale tossed the powder, she had already turned and retreated to the corner. By the time Luo Xudong rounded the corner, she was nowhere to be seen.

Luo Xudong’s face was dark, his eyes burning with anger, partly because Bei Jiale dared to scatter something at Beisitian, and partly because she escaped right under his nose!

When the powder fell down, Luo Xudong realized they had been fooled. It wasn’t talisman powder at all; it was just flour!

Bei Jiale was very cunning. Before scattering the flour, she mentioned being a Mystic Doctor, deceiving them into thinking it was harmful talisman powder.

Especially for someone like Luo Xudong, whose reactions were inherently quick, his body instinctively blocked it as she raised her hand, allowing Bei Jiale to succeed.

Bei Jiale was indeed as slippery as Beisitian had said, like a mudfish. Even if you managed to catch her, she would easily slip through your fingers and vanish without a trace!

Beisitian also came over, looking at the empty corridor with a stern face; Bei Jiale had run too fast. There was no time to chase her now. Since she appeared in front of her today and wasn’t averse to talking, it showed she’d appear again.

As for why she left so quickly, Beisitian glanced at the two approaching bodyguards, said nothing, and turned to the big-nosed foreigner, "Let’s go, delaying will cause harm to Mrs. Zheng."

The big-nosed foreigner glanced at the corner where Bei Jiale disappeared, not asking a single question, nodded at her words, and turned to lead Beisitian to the VIP lounge.

The two bodyguards did a quick check in the vicinity before returning.

Beisitian entered the VIP lounge with the big-nosed foreigner, where Zheng Qiushuang was gently touching Maynard’s cheek, the two of them saying their final goodbyes.

Maynard was deeply reluctant, knowing that once the needles were withdrawn, Zheng Qiushuang might still be Zheng Qiushuang but no longer the one filled with shared memories of him.

Even if Zheng Qiushuang no longer remembered him, he was willing to hold her dearly and accompany her through her last beautiful moments.

Seeing the two embraced, with Maynard choking and Zheng Qiushuang silently weeping, Beisitian sighed.

Zheng Qiushuang’s illness had reached a stage where recovery was impossible. Using the silver needle and talismanic water to stimulate her brain was a one-time opportunity; trying again would mean she would end her life prematurely. Beisitian had clarified this to Maynard initially to avoid him getting hooked and repeating the process.

Beisitian didn’t want to interrupt them, but if she waited any longer, Zheng Qiushuang would be harmed, so she had to interrupt.

Reluctantly, Maynard stood up, stepped back a few paces, wiped the tears from his face, and said, "My dear, I will always stand by you."

Zheng Qiushuang looked at him tenderly and smiled.

Beisitian gently stepped forward, signaling Zheng Qiushuang to lie down, almost unable to bear witnessing the look between Zheng Qiushuang and Maynard as she withdrew the needles, an act somewhat cruel to them.

Beisitian removed the needles one by one, and Zheng Qiushuang felt an overwhelming drowsiness wash over him, causing him to slowly close his eyes and fall into a deep sleep. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Upon waking, she might not immediately return to the previous state but would lose all memory of today within a few days.

With the needles removed, Beisitian’s task was done. Observing Maynard sitting by the bed, holding Zheng Qiushuang’s hand and staring at her distractedly, she and Luo Xudong quietly left.

Neither were enticed by the lavishness of the banquet, and they left holding hands. After Bei Jiale’s disappearance, Luo Xudong didn’t make a strenuous effort to track her down. He was concerned he’d frighten her away.

The best strategy was to wait for her to show up on her own, which would facilitate communication without too many obstacles. If she were forcibly brought back, the conversation would certainly be less smooth.

However, this time Bei Jiale provided many clues, especially when analyzed carefully, revealing many contradictory points.

Though Beisitian felt puzzled by Bei Jiale’s departure, knowing she wasn’t averse to appearing in front of her brought her a bit of relief.

The sky was gradually dimming. With Luo Xudong driving on the way home, both remained silent, largely due to Beisitian pondering over Bei Jiale’s issue, leaving her speechless.

Because Beisitian was pregnant, Luo Xudong usually drove at sixty kilometers per hour in the city, only reaching eighty on the highway, maintaining smoothness.

Today, however, his speed increased noticeably because he realized they were being followed after leaving the banquet hall!

Luo Xudong didn’t know who those people were, but undoubtedly, they were targeting Beisitian!

The opposing party was in a black Santana, which could seat five people. If it were just this one car, Luo Xudong wouldn’t worry much. But besides the Santana, there was also a Jetta lurking suspiciously behind, though well-disguised, it couldn’t fool Luo Xudong’s sharp eyes.