Chapter 733: Plenty of Fun in the Sanatorium 18

Damn Chu Ling, he hit him and still wants to bully his wife—if he doesn't vent this anger, he's not Jin Chen!

Jin Chen seethed, returning to his mad desire to kill everyone equally—except Shen Yan; even the crabs on the beach looked offensive to him.

Although they said they wouldn't actively reveal Chu Ling's identity, Shen Yan still took the initiative to find Sheng Jiping and told him that Chu Ling had assaulted Jin Chen for no reason.

After all, given how much Qiao Qing values Jin Chen, they surely still suspect that the second E-crystal is inside Jin Chen, the boss of the Tea Spirit Organization, so they pay extra attention to any disturbance.

Moreover, not to mention the newly arrived Chu Ling.

Sheng Jiping indeed cared a lot about this matter; he not only personally went to comfort and investigate Jin Chen, but also scolded Chu Ling thoroughly.

By the way, he deducted three months' wages.

Chu Ling doesn't care about that petty money, but he is very suspicious of Sheng Jiping's attitude.

But no matter what, the following week was surprisingly calm.

But often, calm precedes a storm.

During this week, Jin Chen would every day play house with Shen Yan, taking on different noble identities.

Bai Wenran also changed into different animal types over time; the most striking was a bird that only stays in the trees.

When it flew up, it almost knocked itself senseless, head bleeding.

Moreover, Yi Fei An, who has been suffering constant morning sickness these past few days, has been tormented by the pillow she's holding, losing several pounds.

Jin Chen was frightened, so he quickly took her pulse, and only felt relieved after discovering she wasn't really pregnant.

For example, he really can't bear to part with his luxurious hair, and plans to become a monk with a green lamp accompanying the ancient Buddha, wanting to change from a famous courtesan to a refined Huakui.

The most important thing each day is, upon waking, to stroll down the hallway singing a little tune to wake everyone up.

From time to time, he also daydreams about the future, that he will still find true love.

As for the suicidal young man, Jiang Qiu.

He is watched by Chu Ling more strictly than a goldfinch, leaving no chance of successful suicide.

So lately he has been secretly plotting power, planning to first kill that hateful man, then commit suicide.

In short, the sanatorium remained chaotic every day, until…… this day.

"Everyone! Assemble——"

A nurse grabbed a megaphone, stood on a table, and shouted loudly.

Then she cleared her throat, sat upright, and waited.

Half an hour later, the entire Nurse Team, accompanied by five delicate patients, rushed to the rehabilitation room.

Along with several doctors.

The reason is simple: today is not only the day for everyone's check-up, but also the day for "rehabilitation training."

Jin Chen yawned, leaning against the corner of the wall, his eyes hazy.

"Everyone get moving! What about you, Old Master Jin!"

The nurse with the megaphone weaved through the room.

Jin Chen, his face full of weary resignation, followed along.

Then he sneakily moved closer to Shen Yan, and within a few seconds they stuck together, "Wife—I don't want to exercise!"

"No."

Shen Yan ruthlessly pushed him back.

"Hey, his wife didn't help him either."

Jin Chen could only jump around in there, goofing off, when he suddenly caught sight of Yi Fei An bracing her waist, her movements very small.

Thus he recalled that over the past week, whenever they checked her body, Yi Fei An would always cite her pregnancy as an excuse, stubbornly refusing to cooperate.

His eyebrows twitched slightly, and he suddenly remembered the words in that notebook.

Yi Fei An had been lucid for a period of time.

It seems we need to test it out.

Jin Chen yawned as he approached him, then suddenly his foot slipped.

The two of them fell together in a heap, like stacked arhats.

"Oh dear!"

Jin Chen wailed on the ground, grabbed and pulled out the pillow from Yi Fei An's belly, "It hurts so much!"

The Nurse Team hurried to help them up.

"Ah! He had a miscarriage!"

Sheng Jiping's first act upon standing up was to point at Yi Fei An's now-flat belly.

"Don't speak!"

The nurse was instantly overwhelmed.

However, the motion of covering her mouth is always half a beat slow; Yi Fei An gasped, her mouth wide enough to fit a duck egg.

He trembled as he reached to touch his own flat belly.

"Child… my child is gone!"

Yi Fei An Nurse Team: "……"

"It's over!"

"This time it's really over!"

They were quick-eyed and quick-handed, collecting all sharp objects in the room.

"Madam… stay strong, madam!"

"My child!"

Yi Fei An suddenly burst into tears, clutching her own head and shaking it, her expression dazed.

"Child, where is my child? Have you seen my child?"

He grabbed Shangguan Hao, who was nearest to him.

The Huakui young master was shaken so hard he almost vomited.

"Cough cough cough... I don't know..."

A boneless soft hand rested on Yi Fei An's head, and the Huakui young master looked pityingly, saying, "What a poor person."

"Don't worry, even if this child is gone, you will still have another."

"I want this child of mine, the child I've carried for ten months, about to give birth!"

Yi Fei An continued to wail.

"What's the noise!"

Qiao Qing suddenly pushed the door open and walked in.

"What's wrong with him?"

The nurse frowned and replied, "A miscarriage."

Qiao Qing: "..."

He rolled his eyes.

Pointing at the wrinkled cushion on the ground, he said, "Can't you pick up that pillow and tuck it into his arms?"

The nurse obediently complied.

"Madam, madam, this is your child."

Yi Fei An suddenly stopped his frenzy, clung tightly to the cushion, and stared fixedly for a few seconds.

Everyone waited anxiously for the result.

Jin Chen's eyeballs rolled, and he suddenly said kindly: "Yes, madam, look at this child's eyebrows, eyes, and nose—how much they resemble you!"

Shen Yan's mouth twitched slightly.

How does it feel like Jin Chen's remark was intentional?

As expected, Yin Fei An, who had just begun to slowly accept it, suddenly grabbed the cushion and slammed it hard onto the ground.

"This is not my child—no eyebrows, no eyes, no nose—nothing like me!"

Everyone: "..."

The Nurse Team turned and glared angrily at Jin Chen.

But there was nothing they could do—they couldn't beat this old man.

Jin Chen silently moved to Shen Yan's back, touching his nose without guilt.

"I was just trying to persuade him."

"Madam! Your general didn't he die on the battlefield? This child of yours probably followed him there!"

The Huakui young master somehow suddenly recalled the scene from that day in the hospital room.

"Yes… my general also died."

Yi Fei An could barely breathe.

One blow after another left this sturdy man, this pretty widow, having lost all hope of living.

"Han troops have overrun the land—surrounded by Chu songs on all sides—"

"The ruler's spirit is exhausted—how can a concubine survive—"

The Huakui young master began to sing "ee-ah ee-ah."

"Stop singing!!"

The Huakui Nurse Team hurriedly covered his mouth and took him away.

"There's no need to sing 'Farewell My Concubine' at this time!!"

"They really love to watch the excitement, no matter how big the trouble!"

"General!!"

Yi Fei An suddenly hoarsely shouted.

Everyone in the hospital ward looked over in unison.

"General—your concubine has come to keep you company!"

Yi Fei An, having said that, lunged toward the biggest thing.

"Eh!!!"

Everyone rushed over to stop him.