431: Chapter 431 Hush

The curtains were pulled open.

The 11:00 AM sun shone directly in.

The temperature in the crowded hospital room rose instantly, and the intense light made everyone reflexively squint.

Even Sun Qian, who was in a stupor, groaned in pain and instinctively twisted her body to avoid the harsh direct sunlight.

A middle-aged man frowned and grunted, "What are you doing in the middle of the day? It was finally cooling down..."

Han Jingyang smiled, "It seems you really don't understand, and you really haven't noticed either. But it doesn't matter. I'm leaving right away, and you can do whatever you want then."

After speaking, he bent down and grabbed Sun Qian's wrist.

So hot! And yet so cold!

This illness certainly didn't come without a reason.

Han Jingyang let go of Sun Qian's wrist and carefully observed her condition.

Her curves were very... ahem.

Her own qi was very strange; strands of blackish-gray qi were wrapped around her from head to toe. It didn't seem dense, but it was extremely stubborn, having already penetrated deep into Sun Qian's primordial spirit.

Not only that, it was constantly emitting an eerie, cold qi. Although the amount was very weak, it was equally stubborn; even the direct 11:00 AM sunlight struggled to directly dissipate those scattered qi traces, which could persist for at least three or four seconds.

This was the first time he had seen such tyrannical evil energy.

However, it really didn't amount to much in front of him.

Han Jingyang pressed down on the blood vessel on the back of Sun Qian's hand and pulled out the IV needle.

Sun Qian felt the pain and slowly opened her eyes. Seeing Han Jingyang, she instinctively tried to sit up, "You, why are you here? I..."

Han Jingyang placed his index finger directly against Sun Qian's chapped lips, "Shh, don't speak."

Then, in the moment Sun Qian was stunned, he pulled the sanqing bell from his pocket, activated the "Evil-Warding" attribute, and began to shake it against Sun Qian's body, from head to toe, and then from toe to head.

Sun Qian's face grew even redder and hotter, and her eyes were filled with shame and anger, "Don't—"

Han Jingyang simply pressed Sun Qian down, completely ignoring her protests, and continued to shake the sanqing bell.

The "ding-a-ling" sound of the bell was crisp and mysterious, echoing through the crowded hospital room.

The three patients and seven or eight family members were stunned. Clearly, they had never expected that the young, handsome, and tall Han Jingyang would pull out such a thing in a hospital room and do this in front of everyone.

It could be summed up in two words—contrast.

The reversal was truly too intense, even more fierce than Takumi Fujiwara's gutter run drift.

It was like watching a Japanese movie; at the beginning, a beautiful investigator with an amazing figure and high-level beauty appears. You watch it with great interest, full of anticipation for the plot, but then the investigator turns out to be fierce and agile, taking down seven or eight strong men all by herself and arresting them all.

Hmm, a standard action movie.

But the style... was completely different from what was expected.

Seeing Han Jingyang, Zhu Yuanyuan, and Sun Qian, the style was unmistakably an idol romance drama, perhaps even an exciting love triangle.

Yet, the male lead, Han Jingyang, immediately pulled out a sanqing bell and started shaking it, turning the idol romance drama into a supernatural horror show in a second.

Who could handle that?

However, the sound of the bell was quite pleasant. Although it lacked a melody, it was comfortable to listen to, and there was even a feeling that the air in the hospital room had become much fresher.

What was going on?

For a moment, everyone's gaze fell on Han Jingyang.

Or more accurately, on the sanqing bell in Han Jingyang's hand.

Han Jingyang ignored these people and focused on shaking the bell, watching as the evil energy inside Sun Qian dissipated bit by bit with the "ding-a-ling" sound. Once it had completely vanished, he breathed a sigh of relief and let go of Sun Qian's arm, "Alright, you can be discharged."

Sun Qian was both ashamed and angry, struggling to sit up, "You, don't go too far, I said it wasn't necessary—"

Han Jingyang chuckled, "If you think it's useless, you can continue your IV treatment here. Just pretend I played a prank. You wouldn't get angry over a prank played by me and your good friend, would you? That doesn't sound like the Teacher Sun I know."

"You, you..." Sun Qian was choked for words, her heaving chest beneath the hospital gown rising and falling, which was quite a sight.

Han Jingyang continued, "If it really was useful, then you have even less reason to be angry. I saved you, didn't I?"

Sun Qian was even more speechless.

That's right.

If she didn't believe in metaphysics and thought these things were a combination of fraud and magic, then what was there to be angry about? She could just ignore it, continue the IV, do whatever she needed to do—nothing would be delayed.

If metaphysics were real and could actually cure illnesses? Then not only should she not be angry, but she should be happy instead. Not only happy, but she should also thank Han Jingyang properly.

This immediately left the staunch materialist Sun Qian with nothing to say.

A moment later, Sun Qian said huffily, "Fine, fine, you two go do what you need to do. I don't want to see you two right now."

Han Jingyang chuckled, "Buy yourself something to eat later. Sister Yuanyuan is coming to my place for a big meal and doesn't have time to take care of you. If you can be discharged this afternoon, go back to school on your own. No need to leave the door unlocked at night, just sleep on your own. But whatever you do, don't touch those messy things again. Next time, you might not be able to hold on until I can step in; I'm very busy."

After speaking, he got up and left without even glancing at the patients and their family members, even though he could feel their burning gazes.

Sun Qian was a staunch materialist.

But others might not be. Especially after arriving at the hospital, whoever could cure their illness was their god.

But he had no interest in stealing a doctor's job.

And even less interest in stealing a doctor's job in a hospital.

Most people needed popular, scientific, systematic, and efficient treatment methods.

Sun Qian's special case was one that might not even appear in ten thousand patients.

Han Jingyang left.

The ward exploded with commotion.

All the family members looked at Sun Qian in unison, "Young lady, how are you feeling?"

"Are you better?"

"Did it work?"

"What was that young man to you?"

"Quick, get up and walk around?"

"Take your temperature, take your temperature."

"Right, find a nurse to take your temperature and blood pressure."

"What's the rush? How could it work that fast? Wait half an hour and see. Someone go change her wet towel."

Sun Qian closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths to calm her emotions, while carefully sensing her own state.

Huh?

Was she really feeling much lighter?

The previous groggy feeling in her brain was gone.

Her strength seemed to have returned as well.

It was as if the ropes tied around her body had been cut by someone.

This, this...

Sun Qian couldn't believe her own senses. She sat up again, reached out to pinch her arm and thigh, and then rubbed between her eyebrows.

Before, pinching her skin yielded no sensation, or it required a lot of force to feel pain after a few seconds.

But now, a light pinch was enough to feel pain.

Had she really improved?

This was impossible!

Absolutely impossible!

At this moment, the other patients and family members knew the answer without Sun Qian having to say it. They instantly rushed to surround Sun Qian's hospital bed, "Young lady, who exactly was that young man?"

"Do you have his contact information?"

"Please, help me contact him. My daughter is only six, she's still so young, I don't want her to just die like this..."

"I can give you money, I just beg you to help me contact him."

"Young lady, please have some kindness. We've lived in the same ward for so many days; we're all suffering people."

"..."