The Rebirth of the Cultivation Leader Qin Zhao as a Celebrity
Chapter 370 - 368: It’s over, I’m about to die

Chapter 370: Chapter 368: It’s over, I’m about to die

Murong Hua thought of Chu Yan personally calling him, and he felt like he was about to have a heart attack.

Behind Chu Yan was Lu Tingming.

That was a big shot in the world of politics. No matter how rich they were as businessmen, they couldn’t compete with that kind of power.

He had a collaboration with Chu Yan’s pharmaceutical company, and he knew all too well that this man was only seemingly sophisticated on the surface, but in reality, he was extremely calculating and ruthless.

He certainly did not want to offend such a person!

To have his family’s business in the medical industry lose everything!

Biting her teeth, Murong Qi stared at them hatefully.

"Sorry!"

Chu Yan smiled slightly, "Mr. Murong, it seems your daughter is reluctant.

My wife just wants to come to your club to get a pilot’s license, and yet you’ve made it difficult for her. Is it that only people from the Murong Family can fly planes in Imperial City?"

"Of course not!"

Murong Hua was sweating profusely, "We’re just a licensing organization. We don’t have the power to monopolize. My daughter was quite rude today; I truly apologize! I will bring her to personally apologize another day!"

"There’s no need for a personal apology. I don’t want her to appear before my wife again."

"I won’t let her come to the club anymore. Mrs. Chu can study here in peace, and all the costs will be covered by me. Do you think that’s acceptable?"

Chu Yan responded indifferently, then hung up the phone.

He took Qin Zhao’s hand and left the club.

He couldn’t help his mind running wild with thoughts at the sound of a man’s voice on the other end of the phone.

He immediately had people investigate where Qin Zhao was, and then he rushed over.

"How do you have time to come find me?"

Qin Zhao pulled her hand back and muttered softly, "Haven’t you been busy these days?"

"Indeed, I’m very busy. I probably won’t have time to cook for you for a while."

"I can’t only eat what you cook. I can cook myself, and there are a bunch of restaurants out there."

Chu Yan stared at her for a while, then turned his gaze away, disappointed, "Alright then."

Qin Zhao noticed his expression, "But eating out is a bit troublesome, and the food at high-end restaurants is particularly expensive. Once you have time, you can cook for me then."

"I won’t. Get used to not having me cook for you."

"???"

Qin Zhao kicked at him directly, "Go to hell! Who’s longing for your cooking!"

She turned around angrily, intending to leave, but Chu Yan quickly pulled her back.

By the snowy roadside, Qin Zhao was still wearing a thin flight suit, so Chu Yan took off his down jacket and wrapped it around her.

"I’m not cold."

"I’m not cold either."

Chu Yan hugged her through the down jacket, "If one day I can’t cook for you, will you miss me?"

"Why so many ’ifs’? If you don’t want to cook, I’ll just go to a restaurant."

"I mean, if I leave you."

Qin Zhao paused, looking up at him perplexedly.

She always felt Chu Yan had been acting strangely lately.

"You want to leave me?"

"No, it’s not that. If I had to leave you, it would be because of some force majeure."

"You mean, if you died, right?"

Qin Zhao put it bluntly, and Chu Yan inexplicably found his breath catching.

She seriously pondered for a while. After all, Chu Yan was a mortal; one day, he would face life’s natural course.

"If I miss you, I’ll go to the underworld to see you."

"Then would you miss me?"

"I probably would."

It was a noncommittal answer, but Chu Yan was quite satisfied.

Besides, he had already decided, even if he became a ghost, he would still cling to Qin Zhao.

After all, she was a Heavenly Master, and a ghost haunting her wouldn’t be a problem.

Chu Yan drove Qin Zhao home and then buried himself into the study once again.

"Come here," Qin Zhao beckoned to the soul at the doorway of the study.

Gong Leyi drifted towards her.

"What did he do today? Has he seen any other women?"

"No, he spent the whole day in the laboratory of the Imperial Capital First District Hospital. Only his male assistant visited, and he didn’t interact with any women."

To allow Gong Leyi to follow Chu Yan without harming his body, her soul bore Qin Zhao’s spell, so Chu Yan hadn’t noticed her.

"Is he really that busy? What is he researching?"

Qin Zhao touched her chin, sinking into doubt.

She couldn’t understand the medical research; why wouldn’t Chu Yan let her know?

Could he be researching some highly toxic substance, preparing to take revenge on society?

"What is he researching?"

"I don’t know; I can’t understand it."

Gong Leyi had only focused on whether there were women around Chu Yan and hadn’t paid close attention to his documents.

"However, it seemed like he encountered some trouble. That male assistant came several times, each time to comfort him and saying something about the god of luck surely favoring him."

Qin Zhao’s mind sparkled with an idea as she recalled Chu Yan’s words over the past few days.

"He hasn’t contracted some terminal illness, has he?"

The more she thought about it, the more likely it seemed.

Then, Qin Zhao fell into a dilemma again.

She still had a few Bone Marrow Cleansing Pills at hand. If Chu Yan had a terminal illness, feeding him one could cure him and change his physique, he might even be able to practice cultivation.

Should she give him one?

If Chu Yan died so soon, wouldn’t she die of boredom?

And there would be no one to cook for her!

Qin Zhao agonized over this for half the day, before finally using a spell to knock Chu Yan out and fed him a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill.

As for why she didn’t tell Chu Yan, it was because Qin Zhao didn’t want him to know he had taken a Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill, which would make him different from mortals in the future and able to cultivate.

If he pestered her to teach him cultivation, wouldn’t that annoy her to death?

Qin Zhao then made a call to Ling Yi, "Is Chu Yan sick?"

"We don’t know yet; the test results haven’t come back."

"What illness? Is it highly fatal?"

Ling Yi didn’t speak, "Maybe you should ask the boss."

He dared not say; after all, ordinary people were very apprehensive about this disease, and he worried that their boss might be abandoned because of it.

"How could he get sick?"

She had just used Spiritual Power to check Chu Yan’s body and didn’t find any issues.

"He was performing surgery on a patient and accidentally came into contact with the patient’s blood."

"Can you get infected from contact with blood?"

"Besides blood transmission, there’s also sexual contact and mother-to-child transmission."

Ling Yi had just finished speaking when he suddenly realized he had said too much and quickly added, "The boss knows the risks of this disease and will definitely avoid infecting you, don’t worry.

Plus, the test results aren’t out yet; he might not have been infected at all."

"No wonder."

Qin Zhao suddenly understood why Chu Yan had been keeping his distance from her these past few days.

"I understand now."

Qin Zhao hung up the phone, not taking the illness seriously.

The Bone Marrow Cleansing Pill would rebuild a mortal’s body, and whatever illness they had would disappear because of it. She had already fed Chu Yan the pill, so it was impossible that he would fall ill.

Qin Zhao left the study without leaving a trace.

When Chu Yan woke up, he had no idea what had just happened. He just felt sore, yet at the same time, remarkably refreshed, sticky all over, and there was a stench.

Sitting in the study for a long time, his emotions suddenly began to collapse.

It was over.

He was definitely close to dying!

And worse off than an ordinary patient, in just a few days, his body had started to stink.