My husband Can Cultivate-Chapter 46: He’s Critically Ill, What Does It Have to Do with Me?
「Lin Family Estate.」
Lei Qingtian’s assistant and bodyguards had all arrived.
"Hurry! Get Yang Qi to come with us!" the assistant shouted anxiously.
"What happened?" Lin Qingxuan was utterly baffled.
"Something’s... something’s happened! Prefecture Master Lei is in trouble!" The assistant was on the verge of tears from anxiety.
"Follow me!" Lin Qingxuan understood immediately. It seemed Yang Qi had been right—there was a problem with Lei Qingtian’s health.
On the way, the assistant explained that the crisis was indeed caused by a botched medical treatment. Lei Qingtian had already been rushed to the hospital for emergency care. They had come for Yang Qi as a last resort. After all, not even the major hospitals in the Provincial City had ever been able to cure Lei Qingtian’s chronic illness, let alone the ones in Kang City.
Soon, the group arrived at the entrance to the villa. Just as Lei Qingtian’s bodyguard was about to smash the door down, Zhong Qiang stopped him.
"Mr. Yang said he is cultivating and must not be disturbed by anyone."
Since his defeat at Yang Qi’s hands, Zhong Qiang’s attitude had done a complete one-eighty. He was now fiercely protective of Yang Qi, even willingly standing guard for him as a protector.
"Cultivating? What kind of damned cultivating is he doing! Our Prefecture Master’s life is what’s most important! Break down the door!" the assistant roared.
"I’d like to see who dares!" Zhong Qiang erupted with a terrifying killing intent. "Anyone who takes another step forward, don’t blame me for being merciless!"
Lin Qingxuan was quite surprised. Didn’t Zhong Qiang used to despise Yang Qi? What’s going on? Has the sun risen from the west? Still, she was curious and asked, "Zhong Qiang, what exactly did Yang Qi say?"
"Mr. Yang said he is cultivating and cannot be disturbed under any circumstances, or he risks suffering from a cultivation deviation. In a mild case, he’ll be injured. In a severe case, he’ll be crippled. That’s why he asked me to act as his protector and ensure no one bothers him!" Zhong Qiang explained.
"If that’s the case, then there’s nothing to be done. You’ll just have to wait," Lin Qingxuan said.
"Wait for what? Miss Lin, this is a matter of life and death!" the assistant panicked.
"So now you’re in a hurry? Where was this urgency when Yang Qi tried to warn you? Your Prefecture Master called him a fraud and a charlatan over and over. What good is panicking now? Are you suggesting Yang Qi should risk his own well-being for your Prefecture Master?" Lin Qingxuan’s voice turned icy. "Besides, your Prefecture Master has already been taken to the hospital, so what are you so worried about? If you don’t want to wait, then get out!"
Lei Qingtian’s assistant and bodyguards were helpless and could only call Lei Yingying.
On the other end of the line, Lei Yingying was sobbing. Her grandfather’s life had been saved for the moment, but he remained unconscious. The doctor’s prognosis was grim, suggesting he might not have much longer to live. Naturally, Lei Yingying was heartbroken.
"What about that Yang Qi? Why isn’t he here yet? Isn’t he supposed to be so capable?" Lei Yingying demanded angrily.
The assistant quickly explained the situation.
"Hmph, what an arrogant man!" Lei Yingying was clearly annoyed. Her prestigious Lei Family was the number one family in Jingnan Prefecture, unrivaled in both wealth and power. In all of Jingnan Prefecture, who didn’t fawn over them like a lapdog? Who wouldn’t jump to fulfill their every request? Yet this Yang Qi was so insolent he wouldn’t even grant her an audience?
"You all wait there. I’m coming to see him myself!" Lei Yingying wanted to see for herself just what kind of person this Yang Qi was to act so outrageously.
Half an hour later, Lei Yingying arrived at the Lin Family Estate, but it was useless. She was still met with a closed door. Yang Qi was genuinely occupied, and Zhong Qiang absolutely refused to let anyone pass. Lin Qingxuan had also given the order: anyone who dared to disturb Yang Qi was to be thrown out. Lei Yingying was fuming, but she didn’t dare direct her anger at Lin Qingxuan. She had no choice but to wait.
「From dawn until dusk.」
Inside the room, Yang Qi finally opened his eyes. He had completely absorbed the Spiritual Energy from an antique and could feel that the Spiritual Energy within his body had increased significantly, though he was still a long way from a breakthrough. The antique itself had now become an ordinary object, valuable only as a collector’s item.
"I’m starving. Time to get something to eat." Yang Qi got up and walked out the door, only to see a crowd of people standing outside.
"What are you all doing here?" he asked curiously.
"You’re Yang Qi? Come with me at once!" Lei Yingying reached out and grabbed him.
To her surprise, however, Yang Qi casually brushed her hand away, the force of the motion nearly sending her flying.
Lei Yingying had been disciplined and diligent since childhood, training in the martial arts from a young age. Even an ordinary special forces soldier was likely no match for her. And yet, this Yang Qi had shrugged her off so easily?
"Men and women should maintain a proper distance. If you have something to say, just say it," Yang Qi stated coolly.
"I am Lei Yingying, Prefecture Master Lei’s granddaughter. My grandfather is critically ill. You need to come and see him," she said, her tone entirely that of a command.
Yang Qi sneered. "What does his condition have to do with me? I warned him, but he refused to listen. Right now, I’m hungry and I want to eat."
Cultivators of immortality would never stoop to fawning over the rich and powerful; it should be the other way around. He had only warned Lei Qingtian in the first place because both Ye Lingyue and Lin Qingxuan had wanted to help the man. Unfortunately, the old man was ungrateful. Why should he meddle in their business? Even if the Lei Family was influential, Yang Qi felt no need to curry favor with them. Besides, with his current strength, he could eliminate any of Lei Qingtian’s bodyguards with ease. If this woman had pleaded with him, he might have shown some compassion. But to command him? Who did she think she was?
"I’ll have someone prepare a meal for you immediately," Lin Qingxuan said with a smile, quickly giving the order.
Before long, a delicious meal was served. Yang Qi ate as if he hadn’t seen food in eight lifetimes, wolfing down enough for eight people. It couldn’t be helped. After embarking on the path of immortal cultivation, his body’s energy requirements were enormous. The food of mortals was gradually becoming insufficient, so his only choice was to eat more.
Once Yang Qi had finished eating, Lin Qingxuan couldn’t help but say, "Yang Qi, the Prefecture Master is an upright man with a good reputation. If you really have a way to save him, please consider helping."
"Fine. Since you’re the one asking, I’ll do it for you," Yang Qi replied. He wouldn’t have listened to anyone else, but he would listen to Lin Qingxuan.
Hearing this, Lei Yingying finally brightened up. "Sir, please take my car!" Her attitude had improved slightly now that she was the one asking for a favor. Just moments ago, the hospital had issued a critical condition notice, declaring that her grandfather was beyond saving.
Lin Qingxuan and Zhong Qiang went along to the hospital as well.
Inside the hospital room, Master Liu was trembling from head to toe. It was his single needle that had put Lei Qingtian in this state, and he was terrified, with no idea what to do. As several doctors berated him, he didn’t argue back, knowing he was at fault.
"Quack!" a doctor in a white coat snapped angrily. "What era do we live in that people still believe in that so-called National Medicine? It’s nothing but a bunch of charlatans! If a few needles could save people, what would be the point of modern science?"
Seeing Master Liu remain silent, the doctor in the white coat grew even more aggressive. "National Medicine is garbage! It’s witchcraft, not a medical skill at all!"
"Who says?" a voice suddenly cut in.
It was Yang Qi. The man in the white coat could call Master Liu a quack or a charlatan, but he would not stand by and let him insult National Medicine.
