Xia Ling sat up, wiping her tears away. "Bai Xue, what's wrong?"
Bai Xue shook her head. "The person who locked your dream is very skilled. I forcefully broke the dream and suffered internal injuries. It's nothing, I'll go to the hospital to get some medicine."
"I'll go with you."
"There's no need …"
"Bai Xue, you were injured because of me. I have to go with you," Xia Ling insisted.
…
At the hospital.
Xuan Ying stood in the corridor with Sikong Heng in front of him.
Sikong Heng was the head of the Medicinal Kitchen. He had just returned from a high-level meeting and was dressed in a British-style grey checkered coat, a black business vest, and a custom-made white shirt. Every movement he made exuded the cold, sharp aura of a professional elite and a warm, clean, and cool aura. He was rather charming.
Sikong Heng handed the test report over to Xuan Ying. "Silver Mask King, your mother has been poisoned."
Xuan Ying's eyes darkened, exuding a murderous aura. "Is there a cure?"
Sikong Heng nodded. "I need some time."
"How long?"
"Three days."
"Alright, thank you, Doctor Sikong."
"No need."
At this moment, Xuan Ying thought of something. "Doctor Sikong, you hypnotized Lingling … will she suddenly regain her memory?"
Sikong Heng's clear eyebrows twitched slightly. "No one can break the dream I've locked."
Xuan Ying was relieved. He was afraid that Xia Ling would suddenly regain her memory. If she regained her past memories, she would never want him.
He wanted her to forget about his twisted, selfish, and twisted self.
At this moment, a melodious voice rang out. Shi Xiaoxiao had arrived. "Ying."
Sikong Heng bade farewell and Xuan Ying looked up at Shi Xiaoxiao. "Why are you here?"
"Ying, your mother is also my mother. Of course I have to come to the hospital. When Auntie wakes up, I'll treat her like my own mother." Shi Xiaoxiao smiled warmly.
Xuan Ying's eyes were as deep as the abyss, but he lifted his hand and patted Shi Xiaoxiao's shoulder. "It's been hard on you."
Shi Xiaoxiao quickly wrapped her arms around his muscular waist. "It wasn't hard at all."
Xuan Ying did not push her away, allowing her to hug him. Raising his hand, he hid a tiny tracking device in Shi Xiaoxiao's hair.
Ah Zhou coughed awkwardly. "Ahem, Miss Xia, why are you here?"
Xia Ling had arrived.
Xuan Ying quickly pushed Shi Xiaoxiao away. Glancing sideways, he saw a beautiful figure in front of him. Xia Ling was standing there, her beautiful eyes landing on him and Shi Xiaoxiao.
"Lingling …" Xuan Ying wanted to step forward.
"Ying." Shi Xiaoxiao quickly held his strong arm, their posture intimate.
Seeing this, Xia Ling turned around and left.
Xuan Ying glared at Shi Xiaoxiao. "Have you forgotten what I said last night? I won't marry you!"
He pushed Shi Xiaoxiao away and strode away.
Shi Xiaoxiao froze on the spot. Her hands were clenched into fists by her sides. She was so jealous that she dug her nails into her palms.
…
Xia Ling and Bai Xue came together. Bai Xue looked at Xia Ling, "Are you alright?"
Xia Ling pursed her red lips. "I'm fine."
"Okay, I'll go get the medicine. Wait for me here."
"Okay."
Bai Xue turned a corner and went to get the medicine. Xia Ling stood there and waited.
"Lingling." At this moment, Xuan Ying chased after her.
Xia Ling turned around, looking at Xuan Ying. Her heart started to hurt again. Her mind was filled with the scene of Xuan Mu trampling her on the ground and carving the word 'slave' on her body. He stood in the middle of thousands of people and put the diamond ring on Shi Xiaoxiao's finger.
However, her memory of him was still stuck at the day of the explosion. He coaxed her, held her little hand, and stabbed the knife deep into his own heart.
Didn't she love and hate him at the same time?
"Lingling, let me explain. I have nothing to do with Shi Xiaoxiao. I'm sorry, I forgot to tell you that Shi Xiaoxiao was my fiancée, but I won't marry her. The person I love is you."
Xia Ling looked at Xuan Ying's handsome face and said calmly, "I said that I need time to consider our relationship. I've thought it through."
Xuan Ying's heart clenched. "Your answer is?"
"We're done here. Don't look for me again." With that, Xia Ling turned around to leave.
She said that they were done.
She said that he shouldn't look for her again.
Xuan Ying's eyes reddened and he chased after her. "Lingling …"
Xia Ling turned around, raising her hand to give Xuan Ying a tight slap on his handsome face.
Slap! Xuan Ying's handsome face was slapped to the side.
Xia Ling's eyes reddened and her hand went numb from the slap. She didn't say a word and just walked away.
…
Xia Ling walked to the corner in front and made a turn. Her delicate body leaned against the wall and she struggled to raise her head, holding back the tears in her eyes.
He deserved it!
What right did he have to make a choice for her?
Since he had already chosen to let her be reborn, why was he still pestering her?
At this moment, she heard a flurry of footsteps. Someone was coming.
Xia Ling looked up. It was Sikong Heng.
She quickly straightened up and looked at Sikong Heng. "Doctor Sikong, thank you so much."
Xia Ling emphasized the word 'thank you' and left after saying that.
Sikong Heng's footsteps faltered. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his handsome face. Behind the cold and sharp reflection of his dark eyes, they were wise and gentle, but also had a hint of coldness and alienation.
He had met many people and it was impossible for him not to hear the sarcasm in Xia Ling's words.
It was a little strange.
Sikong Heng's thin lips curved slightly. He wanted to leave, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks.
He had thought of something.
But he quickly denied it. No one in the medical world could break the hypnosis he had and the dream he had locked.
But Xia Ling's state just now wasn't right.
Sikong Heng turned around and walked in the direction that Xia Ling had left.
Standing on the carved railing on the second floor, Sikong Heng looked down and saw two figures in the crowd.
One was Xia Ling. There was a girl beside her.
Sikong Heng looked at the girl's back view. She was wearing a black coat and her hair was tied up in a low ponytail. Her back view was cold and graceful, just like an orchid in the sky.
Soon, she and Xia Ling disappeared from his sight.
At this moment, a melodious ringtone sounded. It was the cell phone in his trouser pocket.
Sikong Heng retracted his gaze and took out his cell phone.
Lowering his eyes, he felt his forehead throbbing.
It was his mother, Madam Sikong.
He answered the call. "Hello, Mom."
"Sikong, let me tell you a piece of good news. Mom has already found the daughter-in-law of my heart. I'll be flying to Country A in the next two days. Dress more formally and follow me to your future in-law's place for dinner."
"…"
Sikong Heng was speechless.
"Sikong, it's settled then. You're not allowed to stand me up. If you do, I won't acknowledge you as my son anymore. Go to the Bai residence to meet the Bai family's daughter at 8pm tonight."
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