Chapter 754: Plenty of Fun in the Sanatorium 39

Seeing the hateful kidnapper still unmoved, the Huakui young master's wails grew louder, as if he wanted the whole building to hear.

You're really hateful!

Let me go!

Qiao Qing got a headache from his shouting, and with a grim face flung him into the room.

Even if you keep yelling for three years, you won't get a break.

Waa—waa—waa!

The Huakui young master hastily covered his mouth, his starry eyes darting about.

Just how scared he is of not getting a break!

Qiao Qing rolled his eyes.

He took out the special liquid, preparing to inject.

Chu Ling's expression shifted slightly; just as he was about to rush in, Chen Qing's voice suddenly came from outside the hallway.

Doctor Chu, Doctor Shen says he has something to discuss with you; he asked me to let you know.

The commotion startled Qiao Qing, who instantly raised his gun, aiming it at the doorway.

Chu Ling currently had no weapon on him, so he could only temporarily give up, but he didn't want Qiao Qing to inject Shangguan Hao; caught in a dilemma, Chen Qing walked over first.

Doctor Chu, Doctor Shen says the matter is very urgent; you need to come over as soon as possible.

Chen Qing's expression was icy; although he was merely relaying the message, it sounded like a threat.

He curled his lip, fully revealing this threat.

The hallway lobby is bustling; you wouldn't want to start a fight here, would you?

Beneath his cuff lay a special pocket gun.

A few nurses walked by and greeted the two.

Chu Ling clenched his fists, barely restraining himself, then rushed forward to attack.

He followed Chen Qing out, and just as he stepped outside he saw Jiang Qiu climb through the window into Qiao Qing's location.

Chu Ling felt a pang in his heart and coldly asked Chen Qing.

What exactly are you trying to do?

Why don't you say what you want to do?

Chen Qing tilted his head and asked him, his smile stiff.

How strange this person looks.

Chu Ling eyed him dubiously, deciding to first seek Jin Chen.

Watching Chu Ling's back depart, Chen Qing tilted his head in puzzlement and muttered something indistinct.

Undetectable... failure.

Pressing against the wailing Shangguan Hao, Qiao Qing injected the liquid into his body.

Catching the swiftly fainting person, Qiao Qing put on goggles, took out a set of extremely bizarre tools, and tore open Shangguan Hao's clothing.

Right on his chest was the wound from the E-crystal.

Jiang Qiu came in, took a look, and had no reaction.

When I arrived I saw Chu Ling; what did you do to him?

Qiao Qing curled his lip, his hand movements not stopping.

You sure care a lot about him.

Cut the nonsense; I'm asking what you did to him!

Jiang Qiu raised his gun and aimed it at Qiao Qing's back.

His expression was cold and sharp, his gaze unfathomable; only now did he bear a semblance of the internationally renowned magician.

I did nothing.

Qiao Qing seemed not at all afraid that he would shoot.

Jiang Qiu… you once advised me not to be tangled in love; how is it that now you yourself are such a muddle?

Jiang Qiu's eyes flickered slightly; he did not withdraw his gun, pressing his lips shut in silence.

I have my own discretion.

You'd better have it.

Qiao Qing retracted his tools, placed them in the iron tray, and lowered his gaze to stare at the blood on his gloves.

His tone was cold and clear.

Chu Ling approached Shen Yan, saying nicely that he was a mercenary on a mission, but back when your lab exploded, he certainly contributed.

He turned, pulled off his gloves, casually tossed them into the iron tray, and fixed his gaze on Jiang Qiu's eyes, which seemed to want to avoid him.

Jin Chen doesn't know the full picture, but you… you were the one who witnessed everything back then.

He wants to find the killer, and also to find the betrayer.

Won't you help him?

Jiang Qiu lifted his gaze coldly: 'And you? As Jin Chen's so‑trusted junior, you did well—snatching the E‑crystal and fleeing.'

Qiao Qing's face turned ashen in an instant; he brushed the wall dust off Jiang Qiu's shoulder, and though he was smiling, he looked especially cold.

Jiang Qiu, I advise you to stay out of my affairs.

Likewise for you.

Jiang Qiu retorted sharply.

Dodging those icy hands, he opened Shangguan Hao's eyelids and glanced a few times: 'When will he wake?'

Qiao Qing lowered his eyes, grabbed the mysteriously trembling wrist, and whispered, 'Eight hours.'

That person has already started suspecting me.

His narrowed eyes flashed with a strange light: "Not much time left, hurry up and deal with Chu Ling, don't be Soft-hearted."

Jiang Qiu took off the dirty jacket from the fight, casually put on some clothes from the cabinet, and left.

He ran into Chu Ling on the beach.

He was stacking the sandcastle he hadn't finished earlier.

Jiang Qiu adjusted his expression, manually lifted a smile, and then maintained it.

"Hey! Who dares occupy my castle, this poor priest!"

Having said that, he charged over like a firecracker.

Chu Ling caught the person rushing in, held them tight in his arms, wishing to fuse into their bones.

"Qiuqiu..."

Jiang Qiu clenched his fingers, his head lightly rubbing against the shoulder, "Who are you, why do you call me like that?"

Actually, they both already know.

Before, Jiang Qiu didn't want to expose it, so Chu Ling just played along.

But today... Jiang Qiu seems to want to reveal his identity.

"What I'm called doesn't matter; which young master's household are you from? This isn't a place you can come to."

Chu Ling said those words again in a low voice.

Their conversation when they first met.

Jiang Qiu leaned on his shoulder, feeling sour inside, silently took a few deep breaths, and forced his lips to respond.

"Alright, alright, then I'll tell you."

"My name is Jiang Qiu; perhaps you'd prefer to hear my other identity..."

Jiang Qiu's gaze was wistful as he looked far out at the sea.

"Magician."

He softly spoke the last three words.

Chu Ling's body trembled for a moment.

He couldn't believe it, turned his head, trembling hand wanting to touch Jiang Qiu's face, but suddenly went limp and dropped.

Holding the fainted man, Hot Tears rolled down his eyes; Jiang Qiu turned his face away, buried it in his neck, and silently sobbed a few times.

The hand pressed against his abdomen pulled out a needle tube, hiding it back into his sleeve.

"You're an idiot, Chu Ling."

This is the third time; how can I still not beat him?

Just a dozen seconds later, Jiang Qiu stood up and brushed the sand off Chu Ling.

"You came to find me, I know."

"But I can't leave."

"You must leave safely, get out of here."

After saying that in a low whisper, Jiang Qiu used his personal knife to cut his forearm, brought it to his lips, sucked in a mouthful of blood, then passed it to Chu Ling.

The fresh blood that hadn't had time to be swallowed flowed out from between their intertwined lips and teeth, dripping onto Chu Ling's cuff.

Mixed with Jiang Qiu's Tears.

He has E-crystal in his body; Chu Ling drinking the blood means even if he's briefly injured, there's no danger to his life.

"I don't want you to get involved."

After passing the blood, Jiang Qiu wiped Chu Ling's lips clean, then his body, until no one could notice.

He then lowered his head to kiss, cupping his cheeks and whispering softly.

"Originally... you got dragged into the turmoil just because you knew me."

"When we first met, I got you hurt and bleeding; today using my blood to say goodbye is also pretty good, right?"

Not waiting for Chu Ling's response, Jiang Qiu didn't lose heart, pulling a dagger from his waist.

Then he waited there a while.

Until he saw several people walking out of the woods.

In front of those people, Jiang Qiu clenched his other fist.

The dagger plunged into Chu Ling's chest.

"Take him away, just find any random spot on the opposite side of the island to dump him."

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Muttering: Hehe, Jiang Qiu the Great Magician isn't an undercover agent, huh!