Listening to this familiar yet unfamiliar voice, Xiao Qiang felt a storm of mixed emotions inside.
When he was stabbed back then, he had already felt his life force draining away rapidly, yet he had still mustered his last breath and staggered toward Qin Zhaoyue, because she was his only attachment in this world.
Yet what he had seen was the woman he cared about most holding his hateful sworn younger brother in her arms, and that so-called sworn younger brother even flashing a mocking smile at him.
And then, his woman had turned her head away, refusing to look at him, and even said, "He's fine, he's just throwing a tantrum with me..." How badly he had wanted to cry out at that moment: *Save me, I'm dying...*
Yet Qin Zhaoyue had walked away resolutely, calling for the doctor to rush her so-called sworn younger brother to the hospital.
As he watched the retreating figures of the crowd, he had felt utterly despair. To be backstabbed—or rather, abandoned and betrayed—by the person he cared about most and was closest to... At that moment, Xiao Qiang's heart had turned to ash.
The strong will to survive that he once possessed had vanished into thin air at that instant; to him, death perhaps wasn't so hard to accept after all.
Qin Zhaoyue grabbed the mortuary trolley refusing to let it go, shaking Xiao Qiang's body unceasingly, perhaps feeling that this could make him wake up.
"Come on now, young lady, the dead cannot be brought back to life. Shaking him like this will only cause his soul to suffer even more..."
"No, he isn't dead! He won't leave me!" Qin Zhaoyue stubbornly insisted, just as she had stubbornly insisted before that she and Chen Zihao were merely adoptive siblings, and that Xiao Qiang shouldn't let his imagination run wild about their relationship.
Meanwhile, although Chen Zihao kept comforting Qin Zhaoyue, inside he felt a surging sense of triumph and anticipation. He believed that without Xiao Qiang around, it would take him at most a week to win Qin Zhaoyue over.
Yet right at that moment, the corpse covered by the white sheet suddenly moved, and then sat straight up.
"Ah... he, he, he, he..." Two nurses shrieked in sudden terror at the sight.
"What the hell..." Chen Zihao saw it too, and was scared out of his wits just as badly.
Everyone's pupils constricted sharply, a wave of chill rushing straight to their heads, and their legs began to tremble uncontrollably. "A corpse is moving... It's a ghost..."
Qin Zhaoyue, however, felt no fear; instead, her eyes were filled with pleasant surprise. "Darling, I knew you weren't dead..."
Ignoring Qin Zhaoyue entirely, Xiao Qiang looked at the nurse who was still screaming at the absolute limit of human lung capacity.
"Nurse, could you please stop screaming?
Have you ever seen a ghost as handsome as me?
Back in the operating room, you even said I was so handsome that it would be a shame for me to die! Well, didn't I just come back to life?"
Hearing Xiao Qiang's voice, the young nurse stammered tremblingly, "Y-you... are you really not dead? You're not a ghost? I didn't hurt you, you know, don't come after me..."
Xiao Qiang chuckled helplessly, "If there were ghosts, you'd only see them at night. Who has ever seen anyone's ghost come out in broad daylight?
Go ahead and touch my heart to see if there's a heartbeat."
The young nurse thought to herself, *That's true, right?* Then she cautiously approached Xiao Qiang and placed her trembling hand against his bare upper body.
A few seconds later!
"Oh... y-you... you really aren't a ghost!
Wait here, I'll go get the doctor..."
At this moment, Chen Zihao watched all of this with eyes filled with nothing but sheer shock. What the hell was going on here? This was Haizhou First People's Hospital! How could someone who had been declared dead inexplicably come back to life?
*I'm going to sue you people, is this some kind of medical malpractice? How can a dead person come back to life?*
*My half a million! I paid way too early!*
That's right, that thug had originally been introduced by a friend of his from Xiangxi and was a minor leader of the Blood Fiend Alliance in Haizhou, possessing formidable martial arts skills. Therefore, he had spent half a million to hire a killer. To clear himself of suspicion, he had even resorted to a bitter-part trick and taken a knife wound himself.
Yet Xiao Qiang, who had been declared dead ten minutes ago, had somehow come back to life for no apparent reason.
This threw him into a panic. At the scene, he had even made provocative gestures toward the dying Xiao Qiang—would this make Xiao Qiang suspicious?
"Darling, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were hurt back then..."
Xiao Qiang violently shoved away Qin Zhaoyue, who was clutching his arm, and said with a cold, expressionless voice, "Qin Zhaoyue, do you have any idea how desperate I was when I was dying?
The woman I cared about most was holding her dearest sworn younger brother in her arms, completely indifferent to my life and death.
You really are something else.
Since you care so much about your sworn younger brother, starting today we are officially breaking up. From now on, whoever you want to be with, whoever the hell you want to flirt with—if I say even a single word about it, I'll be a cuckolded turtle."
"Darling, listen to me explain... It's not what you think..."
Qin Zhaoyue fell back on her old routine: *let me explain, let me explain*.
With a jumble of emotions tangled inside him—seeming both full of resentment and yet terrifyingly calm—Xiao Qiang once again forcefully yanked his arm away from Qin Zhaoyue's grip, his voice devoid of a single trace of warmth.
"Explain your mother's ass! Get lost... We're broken up!"
Caught off guard, Qin Zhaoyue was knocked to the floor by Xiao Qiang. "No, we haven't broken up..."
"Xiao Qiang, you're going too far! Apologize to Sister right now, or else—"
Xiao Qiang said coldly, "Or else what? Chen Zihao, you just wait for me. You better hope I don't find out this has anything to do with you. Otherwise..." With that, Xiao Qiang made a throat-slitting gesture.
Coupled with Xiao Qiang's murderous aura, that cold expression threw Chen Zihao into a panic. "I don't know what you're talking about! I'm a victim too, dammit..."
"Hmph..."
At that moment, Qin Zhaoyue scrambled up from the ground. "Darling, let's go get our marriage license. Let's go get our marriage license today, okay?"
Xiao Qiang let out a snort of laughter, amused by Qin Zhaoyue. "Qin Zhaoyue, is your head full of shit or something?
Go get your marriage license with your sworn younger brother instead!"
Just then, the attending physician who had operated on Xiao Qiang earlier, along with four or five other consultation doctors, came jogging over.
"Young man... What is going on with you..."
Xiao Qiang gave a faint smile. "Doctor, I'm fine. See? I'm as good as new!"
The doctor stepped forward and began probing Xiao Qiang all over, checking his pupils and feeling his pulse. After a thorough examination, he still wore an incredulous expression. "Young man, you really have no other discomfort?"
Xiao Qiang paused to reflect for a moment. "I do..."
"What is it? Tell me quickly..."
"It's just... walking around completely naked like this, my lower half feels a bit chilly..." Having cheated death and inherited the legacy of the Xiao Family ancestors, Xiao Qiang was in high spirits and decided to crack a harmless joke with the doctor.
Hearing this, the doctors burst out into loud laughter, while the young nurse who had cleaned his body earlier blushed furiously, her mind completely filled with the impressive size of Xiao Qiang's lower half.