The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 367 - 365 I Want to Grow Old with You

Chapter 367: Chapter 365 I Want to Grow Old with You

Everyone stared blankly as Chu Yan continued the surgery, sewing up the patient’s wounds.

"What are you standing there for?"

Then, they snapped out of it and stepped forward to assist Chu Yan in the operation.

By the time the wound was stitched up, the patient regained his breathing and heartbeat.

During this process, a Netherworld Envoy from the underworld stood by, "No, it’s not his time to die yet. The Book of Life and Death APP shows that this person will die next year."

The others pushed the patient out, leaving Chu Yan alone in the operating room.

"There is a strange force on him, as if he’s being manipulated. Otherwise, it’s impossible for him to wake up and struggle consciously under general anesthesia."

"Could it be a sorcerer from the Mortal World harming people? Since the decline of the Heavenly Master, many Xuan Masters have chosen to cultivate through crooked ways, and there has been no one to put them in order."

"Fortunately, there aren’t many of these sorcerers."

After mumbling, the Netherworld Envoy suddenly looked at Chu Yan in shock.

"You, you can see me?!"

Chu Yan glanced at him coldly, "Otherwise? Am I talking to a ghost?"

"Yes, I am a ghost."

"..."

Chu Yan stayed silent for a while, frowning at the scars on the back of his hand.

"Can I find out why he died prematurely?"

"Soul Search is the only way."

Ah, how could this Mortal ask a question, and he couldn’t help but respond?

The Netherworld Envoy felt confused and was a bit afraid to get close to Chu Yan. This fellow had a heavy aura of Evil Energy, indicating he had committed numerous killings; the thick black aura almost obscured his face!

But there was also a lot of meritorious golden light; it was truly contradictory.

Originally, this patient was supposed to die today, but Chu Yan pressed his soul back into his body, removed the Evil Energy within him, and healed his wounds, so he came back to life.

Saving this patient was both for his own good reputation and to lure out the person behind the scenes.

Chu Yan bandaged his wound, his eyes slightly dark.

He felt as though someone had set him up; originally, it seemed like a difficult operation, but it wasn’t so serious that he needed to be called in; many doctors in the hospital could have handled it.

Since he was already there, he didn’t say much and immediately proceeded with the surgery.

The patient’s reaction during the surgery also seemed as if it had been designed.

If Chu Yan couldn’t remove the Evil Energy, the patient would have certainly died on the spot. The deliberate injury to his hand before death was obviously intended to infect him with HIV.

Chu Yan went to the infectious diseases department for a blood test.

The infectious disease doctor, after learning about the incident, trembled with fury.

"I didn’t expect him to wake up under general anesthesia; you are really unlucky. I hope luck is on your side, and you don’t get infected.

Otherwise, what will happen to the critical patients in the future? The anesthesiology department really needs to step up their game!"

With that, the doctor’s face grew even angrier.

In reality, he also felt scared handling infectious patients every day.

But this was the career he had chosen, and he would diligently adhere to his duties. If one day he got infected, he’d have to accept it.

But Dr. Chu’s situation was completely an accident; he wasn’t even responsible for this department.

If Chu Yan were to contract HIV and subsequently die, it would be a tremendous loss for the medical community!

"When will the results be available?"

Compared to others’ intense reactions, Chu Yan appeared very calm.

"Two to three months."

Just after coming from the infectious diseases department, other hospital executives came to see him. Chu Yan didn’t want to deal with their concern, so he asked them to return first, and then he left the hospital.

-

On the morning of the first day of the lunar new year, Qin Zhao woke up to find no one beside her bed.

Thinking that Chu Yan hadn’t returned yet, she went to the living room and found him standing on the balcony. It was heavily snowing outside, and thick snow had accumulated on the balcony, with a lot falling on him as well.

His hair had turned white from the heavy snow, seemingly standing there for a long time.

"What are you doing outside?"

Qin Zhao had put on a coat and walked towards him.

Only then did Chu Yan shift his gaze from the vast white scenery and turn to look at her.

Seeing some snowflakes on her long hair, Chu Yan grabbed a handful of light snow and placed it on top of Qin Zhao’s head, as if crowning her with a white hat.

"Qin Zhao, does this count as growing old together?"

Qin Zhao shook off the snow, "What kind of growing old together is this? Are you childish or what?"

"But I want to grow old with you."

Qin Zhao felt that Chu Yan might not live to see the day she grew old, but seeing that he seemed in low spirits, she decided not to voice this thought.

"Qin Zhao, do you like me now?"

Qin Zhao remained silent.

"Qin Zhao."

He called her several times.

Qin Zhao did not want to answer the question and turned to walk back inside.

Suddenly, Chu Yan said, "If I die one day, can you not find someone else? I’ll leave all my money to you, and you can hire a caregiver if no one is there to look after you."

"Why are you bringing this up now? Talk about it when you’re about to die."

Qin Zhao felt irritated—although she thought about his death every day and inheriting his wealth, wouldn’t that be decades away? Why bring this up now and get her hopes up?

Chu Yan didn’t respond, remaining on the balcony for a long time.

"Come inside."

Qin Zhao came over to pull him in, but Chu Yan subtly dodged her hand.

"I’m starving, go make some food."

"I don’t feel like cooking, just order takeout."

"???"

Chu Yan entered the bedroom, took his pillow, and went back to his original guest room.

"!!!"

Qin Zhao watched his retreating figure, wishing she could kick him.

This guy is asking for it, right?

Don’t want to be with her anymore?

So what if you don’t cook! It’s not like I need your meal!

Qin Zhao pursed her lips and went to the kitchen to make something to eat. She also ordered a dishwasher online; she disliked doing dishes, and Chu Yan used to handle that.

After eating, Qin Zhao played with her phone for a while.

The Weibo raffle was concluded, and a fan from a nearby city had won her Wealth Attraction Talisman.

But since the courier services were suspended, she couldn’t mail it, so Qin Zhao asked for the fan’s address and delivered the talisman directly to their home’s courier locker via Sword Control.

[Xia Shufan: Hehe, I got Qin Zhao’s Wealth Attraction Talisman. Hope it brings me good luck!]

This fan posted about receiving the talisman on a Qin Zhao-related topic immediately.

[A bunch of ghost talismans, only you brain-dead fans would treasure them.]

[Looks just like those scammy things on Taobao; nobody really believes they attract wealth, right?]

[Honestly, giving this away in a draw is really tacky.]

[She drew the talisman herself, it’s essentially just a piece of scrap paper.]

[Is the postage more expensive than the paper? Hahahaha.]

Not long after the fan posted this Weibo, it gathered quite a few jeers and sneers.

The fan didn’t reply, and neither did Qin Zhao, but some nosy haters inevitably compared Qin Zhao’s raffle to those of other celebrities in the entertainment circle.

They even tagged her as #The Most Stingy Celebrity Ever.