The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 253 - 250: Waiting Until Chu Yan Bites the Dust...

Chapter 253: Chapter 250: Waiting Until Chu Yan Bites the Dust...

In the evening, Chu Yan was leisurely feeding the cat when he got home.

"Have you eaten?" Qin Zhao brought food from outside and joined him for dinner.

"Not yet."

Chu Yan’s lips curled up when he saw her return.

He was clearly pleased with her behavior of not staying out all night.

While sitting down to eat, Chu Yan stared at her eagerly, "Feed me, you weren’t here at noon and I got food all over my clothes."

He even pointed to the stain on his garment’s hem, his expression one of disdain. If it weren’t for waiting for Qin Zhao to return, he would never have tolerated wearing that garment.

"Just use a spoon."

"I can’t hold the bowl, it still drops."

Well, having a patient at home is like having an ancestor.

What else could Qin Zhao do but feed him?

"You eat first, feed me after you’re done."

Chu Yan was worried that the food would be cold by the time he finished, so he wanted Qin Zhao to eat first.

Qin Zhao quickly finished her meal, then turned on a horror movie and watched while feeding Chu Yan.

"Can’t you look at me?"

Chu Yan flinched when he saw the spoon almost hitting his nose.

"What’s so good about me?"

"..."

If the nurses and female doctors at the hospital heard this, they would probably faint in the bathroom, glued to staring at Dr. Chu every day without needing to eat!

Qin Zhao clearly found the movie more captivating than Chu Yan.

So it was all her spoon holding at one position, making Chu Yan accommodate her to avoid getting food on his face or elsewhere.

Still, a few rice grains ended up on the corners of Chu Yan’s mouth. Qin Zhao grabbed a cloth and forcefully wiped his mouth.

Chu Yan couldn’t endure it any longer, "Qin Zhao! That’s a cloth!"

"Ah? Is it?"

Qin Zhao didn’t do housework at home usually, so she didn’t realize it was a cloth.

She tried to console Chu Yan, "Don’t worry, you’re particular about cleanliness, so the cloth is very clean."

Chu Yan: "..." That didn’t comfort him at all!

He took a deep breath to calm himself, then went to the bathroom and washed his face several times, his fair cheeks were rubbed red, and his eyes looked profoundly aggrieved when he came out.

"How will you handle kids like this? You’ll lose them."

Qin Zhao replied with a cold laugh, "Don’t worry, we won’t have kids."

The higher a cultivator’s cultivation, the harder it is to have offspring.

Many dual cultivation partners might spend centuries together without necessarily having a child. So Qin Zhao wasn’t worried about the matter of kids at all, and she didn’t want to have children either.

If there were a child, what would happen to her if Chu Yan passed away later? Wouldn’t she become a single mother?

Qin Zhao had already thought about the future. Decades later, after she had seen her aunt, Qin Yu, and Chu Yan off, she planned to retire to a secluded place.

Not only that, she also planned to buy them adjoining burial plots to make it convenient for her to visit their graves. Having all three next to each other, she wouldn’t have to run around every time she visited.

"Why?"

Chu Yan’s expression darkened, brooding over what Qin Zhao had just said.

What did she mean by, we won’t have kids?

Was Qin Zhao unwilling to have even his children?

With this thought, a fierce look crossed his noble features.

Suddenly, Qin Zhao asked, "Which area do you like in the suburbs of Imperial City?"

"What do you ask for?"

"I’m buying you a house."

Chu Yan’s mood instantly lightened at this surprise, looking at her bewilderedly.

She had just said she didn’t want to have kids with him, and now she was giving him a gift?

Chu Yan thought to himself, Qin Zhao really liked to contradict her words with her actions.

If she didn’t like him, why would she buy him a house?

Chu Yan’s gaze softened considerably as he looked at her. "I don’t lack houses. Keep the money and buy what you want." All that mattered to him was that she cared about him.

"No, we can’t skimp on this."

Qin Zhao spoke seriously, "Tomb purchasing is a matter of great importance. First, you must like it, and second, I’ll check if the feng shui is good. If everything is suitable, I’ll buy it early

to avoid not finding a suitable one when the time comes."

And she had to consider whether it was suitable for Qin Wan and Qin Yu, since they needed to buy three adjacent plots.

Should she add Su Xiaotong? That way the four of them could play mahjong down there. Hahaha.

"???"

Chu Yan’s expression gradually froze.

Wait, they had only been married for a short time.

Why was his wife thinking about buying him a tomb?!

Chu Yan managed a strained smile, "Perhaps I won’t need it, don’t worry about it."

"Everyone is human; we’ll all die eventually."

Qin Zhao had an expression that said you know nothing, this is just me being prepared.

"Then buy a double plot, I want to be buried with you."

"I won’t." Qin Zhao decisively refused.

By the time she advanced to the Golden Core Stage with a lifespan of eight hundred years, she’d be a fool to be buried with him.

Chu Yan was almost angered to the point of a heart attack by her. Despite pretending his hand was injured and wanting to drag her back to the room to teach her a lesson,

he restrained himself, considering the benefits she provided while feeding him.

-

Imperial Capital First District Hospital, inpatient department.

A slender woman, covered in blood, lay weakly in the bathtub.

Blood from the bathtub meandered out, covering the floor as well.

"Weiwei!"

Mrs. Xu, realizing her daughter had been in the bath too long and suspecting something was wrong, quickly opened the bathroom door. She was horrified to see blood everywhere and scissor cuts on Xu Zhiwei’s wrists.

The blood kept flowing, and she had already lost consciousness.

"Doctor! Call the doctor over!"

Mrs. Xu, with the help of a nurse, hurriedly lifted Xu Zhiwei out of the bathtub.

Doctors and nurses arrived quickly and took her to the emergency room.

After three hours of medical efforts, the doors to the emergency room finally opened.

"Doctor, how is my daughter?"

Xu Xingwen had rushed to the hospital and anxiously waited outside the emergency room for three hours.

The doctor sighed, "We barely saved her, but your daughter’s health was already poor, and she nearly didn’t make it. Not to scare you, but you need to keep a close eye on her.

If she has such thoughts again, we might not be able to save her next time."

"I understand, I will take good care of her!"

Xu Xingwen choked up, tears filling his eyes.

After Xu Zhiwei was brought back to the ward, she remained unconscious for a long time before waking up.

Seeing her parents by her side, her gaze was somewhat vacant. "Why did you save me?"

Hearing her weak voice, her parents felt an unbearable pain.

"Weiwei, don’t you care about mom and dad anymore? What will we do if something happens to you?"

"I’ve had enough of this state of being neither dead nor alive."

Xu Zhiwei sneered coldly, "Not only that, I don’t even have the right to pursue the one I love. Aren’t I just a living dead? It would be better to die early, to stop being a burden on you!"

"You are never a burden!"

A grown man, Xu Xingwen trembled with fear.

He resignedly said, "What exactly do you want? Dad will help you achieve it!"

Even if she liked Chu Yan, he would accept it.

Potential threats and the feelings of his biological sister were less important than his daughter’s life!

Xu Zhiwei lay in bed, looking even paler and thinner, her eyes unusually large and empty, devoid of any vigor, "I want Chu Yan, I only want him!"