Hearing Qiyama Nange’s words, Ye Qiu was momentarily stunned and asked, “What did you just say? What child?”
Qiyama Nange replied, “Xiaoxue is pregnant with your child.”
Boom!
The news hit Ye Qiu like a thunderbolt, leaving his mind blank.
Lin Jingzhi had been with him so many times and never got pregnant, yet Qianshan Xue, after just one time, was expecting?
This…
It’s unscientific!
Qiyama Nange said, “The last time I went to China to find you, I actually wanted to tell you about this. Xiaoxue found out about my plans and called me, forbidding me from telling you.”
“If it weren’t for this emergency, you might never have known.”
“Ye Qiu, I had no choice but to call you.”
“The people from Amaterasu Shrine have taken Xiaoxue, and they’re also hunting me… They’re here.”
Qiyama Nange’s voice abruptly stopped.
Then, a burst of chaotic noise came through the phone, as if a fight was breaking out.
A few minutes later.
The noise ceased, and Ye Qiu urgently shouted, “Qiyama Nange, Qiyama Nange…”
There was no response from the other end.
A sinking feeling gripped Ye Qiu; he had a very bad premonition.
Sure enough.
Ten seconds later.
A strange male voice spoke, “You must be Ye Qiu, I presume?”
The man’s Chinese was halting, clearly spoken by someone from Great East.
“Where’s Qiyama Nange?” Ye Qiu countered.
“Don’t worry, Sect Leader Qiyama is merely unconscious,” the man said with a laugh.
“Who are you?” Ye Qiu knew Qiyama Nange’s skills; anyone capable of rendering her unconscious was no ordinary person.
“I am Yoshida Shūichi, High Priest of Amaterasu Shrine,” the man on the phone said.
Ye Qiu’s heart tightened.
Yoshida Shūichi had personally taken action, meaning the situation was even more troublesome than he’d imagined.
Yoshida Shūichi continued, “Oh, by the way, Ye Qiu, Qianshan Xue is also in my hands.”
“Let me tell you something interesting. When I went to Mizuki Sect to capture Qianshan Xue, I found a pregnancy test report in her room.”
“Who would’ve thought our Great East goddess would be two months pregnant? Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder who the father is?”
“Before I kill Qianshan Xue, I plan to announce her unwed pregnancy to the public, letting the people of Great East know that their so-called national goddess is, in private, nothing but a shameless woman, hahaha…”
Yoshida Shūichi laughed unrestrainedly.
On Ye Qiu’s end, his eyes brimmed with murderous intent as he coldly asked, “Yoshida Shūichi, what exactly do you want?”
Yoshida Shūichi said with a smile, “Ye Qiu, come to Great East. I’d like to borrow something from you.”
“What?” Ye Qiu asked.
“Your head!” Yoshida Shūichi’s tone suddenly turned sinister as he said, “My brother, Yoshida Chūji, died in China, and you and Qiyama Nange are the ones responsible. I’ll use your heads to honour my brother’s spirit.”
Some time ago.
When Qiyama Nange came to China, Yoshida Chūji led a group to assassinate her. Not only did they fail, but Ye Qiu ended up killing him.
Hearing Yoshida Shūichi’s words, Ye Qiu understood—he was seeking revenge for Yoshida Chūji.
Yoshida Shūichi said, “Ye Qiu, if you don’t come, I’ll kill Qianshan Xue and Qiyama Nange first, then go to China to find you.”
“To be honest, I’m a bit reluctant to kill them. After all, both Sect Leader Qiyama and Qianshan Xue are top-tier beauties.”
“Countless men in Great East would dream of getting close to them.”
“I’ll let you in on a secret: I’m a man, and I want that too.”
“I’ve decided, before I kill them, I’ll make sure to thoroughly enjoy them.”
“Especially Qianshan Xue, pregnant as she is, it should be quite thrilling, hahaha…”
Ye Qiu was furious, “Yoshida Shūichi, if you touch a single hair on Qianshan Xue, I’ll wipe out your entire clan.”
“Ye Qiu, I’ll be waiting for you at Amaterasu Shrine. You’d better come soon, or you’ll be greeting two corpses.”
With that, Yoshida Shūichi hung up.
Ye Qiu had just put his phone away when Zhang Jiuling approached, chuckling, “Little Ye, today is a big day for you becoming the Medical Saint. Say a few words to everyone; they’re all waiting… Little Ye, what’s wrong? You look awful.”
Ye Qiu turned, and Zhang Jiuling, seeing his grim expression, quickly asked, “Are you feeling unwell?”
“Elder Zhang, a friend of mine is in trouble. I need to go abroad immediately.”
Ye Qiu then walked to Minister Qin and said apologetically, “Minister Qin, I’m terribly sorry, but I’ve run into an urgent matter. It’s a matter of life and death, and I must leave now.”
“When I have time to visit the capital, I’ll personally apologise to you.”
Minister Qin knew Ye Qiu’s relationship with Elder Tang was significant—otherwise, Elder Tang wouldn’t have recorded a video to congratulate him on becoming the Medical Saint. He said, “Little Ye, go handle your urgent matter. Leave this to me.”
“Thank you, Minister Qin,” Ye Qiu said, then turned to Xu Liu and the vice presidents of the Chinese Medicine Association, “Seniors, please forgive me. Next time, I’ll treat you to drinks.”
With that, Ye Qiu hurriedly left the stage.
The audience below was in an uproar.
“Why is Dr. Ye leaving?”
“Not even a word—what happened?”
“What’s going on?”
Minister Qin stood on stage, took the microphone, and said, “Here’s the situation: a patient is in critical condition, and Ye Qiu has left to save them.”
“He asked me to apologise to everyone on his behalf.”
“Please understand.”
Immediately, the audience erupted in praise.
“Dr. Ye is truly a great doctor. Anyone else would’ve waited until the ceremony was over before leaving.”
“Not only is Dr. Ye’s medical skill exceptional, but his ethics are admirable.”
“A doctor like him is truly worthy of being the Medical Saint!”
“…”
Ye Qiu exited the stadium and got straight into the car.
Han Long had been waiting outside.
“Boss, what happened?”
Seeing Ye Qiu’s grim expression, Han Long knew something was wrong and asked immediately.
Ye Qiu got into the car and instructed Han Long, “To the airport. Book me a ticket to Tokyo right now.”
“Yes, sir!”
Han Long, sensing the urgency, didn’t ask further questions. He quickly booked the ticket and drove Ye Qiu straight to the airport.
On the way to the airport.
Han Long asked, “Boss, need any help? Should I go with you to Great East?”
“No need. I’ll go alone.”
Ye Qiu took out his phone and made a call. When it connected, Diao Chan’s gentle voice came through, “Aren’t you at the Medical Saint Ceremony? Why are you calling me? Miss me already?”
Ye Qiu wasn’t in the mood for jokes and said quickly, “Find me the exact location of Amaterasu Shrine. Hurry.”
Diao Chan asked, puzzled, “Why are you going to Amaterasu Shrine?”
“To kill!”
