Chapter 12: The First in Haicheng

Chapter Twelve: The First in Haicheng

"Mom, what are you saying?" Sun Qian impatiently interrupted the woman.

Soon, Sun Qian felt she couldn't breathe, her chest tight and short of breath. "Mom, I feel like I can't breathe properly. Is there something pressing down on me?"

Sun Qian had been lying down, unable to see if anything was on her body.

The woman looked at Sun Qian and saw nothing but a few silver needles on her.

"Could it be this?" The woman directly pulled out the silver needles.

Old Master Sun immediately shouted, "Don't touch!"

But it was already too late.

Sun Qian spat out a mouthful of blood and fainted again.

The woman was frightened and screamed in terror.

Seeing this, Old Master Sun rushed into the kitchen.

"Qin Yu, something's wrong! The silver needles in Qian's body have been removed!"

"What?" Qin Yu was watching the medicine boil. Hearing the news, he stood up in alarm and stared at Old Master Sun.

Reacting quickly, Qin Yu rushed to Sun Qian's side, carefully examined her, and frowned deeply.

He took out silver needles, sealed all the acupuncture points on Sun Qian's body, then took out the red thread branch, dropped a bit of its juice into Sun Qian's mouth.

After finishing, Qin Yu looked at everyone present and angrily said, "Didn't I tell you not to remove the needles? Why do you keep doing it?"

Qin Mianmian walked to Qin Yu's side and whispered, "Brother, it was Sun Qian's mother who pulled them out."

"Mother? Even if it were an ancestor, you can't... Mother?"

Qin Yu suddenly realized—this could be his future mother-in-law. He shouldn't have spoken so harshly.

However, by the time he realized, half his words had already been spoken, and the rest was all too clear.

The woman's face darkened as she observed Qin Yu. Not a single item on him was worth more than a hundred yuan, obviously cheap street goods, his clothes patched and mended. Such a person dared to scold her.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She said coldly, "I'm Sun Qian's mother, my name is Cheng Lu. So what if it's a silver needle? Why are you shouting? I haven't asked you—who are you? Why are you in my house?"

"He's Sun Qian's attending physician."

Hearing Old Master Sun's words, the woman frowned, clearly dissatisfied. "Just an attending physician, and he dares shout at me? Believe me, with one word, I could have him gone."

"Believe me, with one word, your daughter could die."

Qin Yu could no longer endure it. What kind of mother was this—unconcerned for her daughter's life, threatening the doctor out of pride.

"You..."

"Enough, Qin Yu, is there any way to help? How is Qian now?" Old Master Sun waved to interrupt them, urgently asking.

"Qin Yu? Your name is Qin Yu? So you're Qin Yu?" Cheng Lu suddenly realized—this was the fiancé Old Master Sun had chosen for Sun Qian, her future son-in-law.

Thinking of Qin Yu's attitude and appearance, Cheng Lu made up her mind—under no circumstances would she allow the match. Her daughter couldn't marry a pauper; they had to be equal in status.

Qin Yu nodded and said, "Fortunately, the needle removed wasn't the most important one. Even so, once she's healed, she'll still be weak for a while."

With that, Qin Yu returned to the kitchen to continue preparing medicine.

"Father, I can agree to anything else, but Sun Qian's fiancé—absolutely not. Who is this Qin Yu? No money, no power. You want Sun Qian to live a hard life with him? Impossible. Absolutely impossible."

"This isn't your decision to make."

"It doesn't matter, I'll tell Wuji about this. This can't happen."

Qin Yu was unaware of what was happening outside. Once the medicine was ready, he carefully fed it to Sun Qian.

Sun Qian gradually regained consciousness.

"Alright, let her rest quietly. I'll leave you a prescription. Follow it, prepare the medicine daily for Sun Qian, and within half a month, she'll be lively again."

With that, Qin Yu prepared to leave with Qin Mianmian.

"Brother, let me tell you, just now—"

"Wait, Qin Yu, let's talk."

Cheng Lu's voice interrupted Qin Mianmian.

Qin Yu hesitated, then walked over to Cheng Lu.

Looking at Qin Yu, Cheng Lu's eyes showed disgust. She said meaningfully, "You're Sun Qian's fiancé, right? I know your identity now. But you must realize the gap between you and Sun Qian. Is it our family's wealth you're after? Let me tell you, even if you're with Sun Qian, you won't get a single cent of the Sun family's fortune."

"Are you finished? If so, it's my turn?"

Cheng Lu nodded.

"Alright, since you put it that way, I'll be frank. The engagement was decided by my master and Old Master Sun, not by me. Also, I never said I wanted to join your Sun family—that's all your own imagination. Yes, I'm poor now, but who can say what the future holds?"

"You? You'll never change in your lifetime."

"That's none of your concern."

Qin Yu immediately turned to leave.

"You're a bad woman. My brother will definitely be better than you in the future."

Qin Mianmian made faces at Cheng Lu.

Qin Yu gently patted Qin Mianmian's head and smiled warmly. "Don't worry, Mianmian. Your brother will become the richest person in Haishi."

"Mm, Mianmian believes in you, brother."

"The richest in Haishi? Hmph. You think money falls from the sky? Such empty boasts! If you become number one in Haishi, I'll let my daughter marry you."

With that, Cheng Lu sneered.

Qin Yu left the villa with Qin Mianmian.

Old Master Sun watched Cheng Lu, who was pleased at having canceled the engagement, and sighed helplessly. "The disciple of that master can't be an ordinary person, Cheng Lu—you'll regret this."

"Him? Even if a salted fish turns over, it's still a salted fish."

Cheng Lu clearly didn't believe.

Qin Yu walked with Qin Mianmian through the dark streets.

Seeing Qin Yu's solemn face, silent along the way, Qin Mianmian softly asked, "Brother, are you upset? It's alright. You still have me. Even if you don't become Haishi's richest man, I'll do my best to make our Qin family the top family in Haishi."

Hearing this, Qin Yu patted Qin Mianmian's head.

Qin Yu truly was reflecting on his words. With only money going out and none coming in, his funds would soon run dry. He couldn't afford to have no income.