The Useless Miracle Doctor Consort Is Spoiled Rotten by the Prince!-Chapter 1206 - 1202: Hasty Confession

Chapter 1206: Chapter 1202: Hasty Confession

“Your woman…”

Xiao Hui, shaking his head in terror, said, “I wouldn’t dare! I wouldn’t dare! You are His Highness the lofty Eighth Prince, how could I dare to touch the woman you fancy! Not… it’s not just touching, I wouldn’t even dare to take another glance at her!”

“You wouldn’t dare?” The knife in Chu Yifeng’s hand suddenly made Xiao Hui’s face bloom.

“Ah!”

Another scream came from Xiao Hui.

Chu Yifeng said lightly, “Then how is it that I found out you frequently harass her at the clinic? If it weren’t for the protection of your Seventh Brother, you would’ve even tried to drug her, to possess her for yourself.”

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“Seventh Brother? Drug her?” Xiao Hui suddenly realized, “Doctor Rong Sheng?!”

This was Chu Yifeng’s woman?!

Heavens!

What kind of sin had he committed!

It was bad enough that his Seventh Brother was troubling him before, but now this Eighth Prince as well…

Xiao Hui was frightened and in pain, crying like a beaten dog, “Your Highness, spare my life! Your Highness, please spare me! I truly did not dare to covet Doctor Rong Sheng! If we’re talking about Doctor Rong Sheng, it was my Seventh Brother! It was Seventh Brother who fancied her first! He’s the one with indecent designs on her, not me… I just… couldn’t stand to see my Seventh Brother being intimate with Doctor Rong Sheng!”

In his panic, he began to blabber, and after he spoke, he realized he had spoken without thinking.

But it was too late, Chu Yifeng slashed again, cutting through the other side of his face, exposing the bone beneath the flesh, creating a truly terrifying sight.

Su Yingxue slightly furrowed her brows, “Madman! Inhuman!”

Xiao Hui’s face was like a doll in his hands, being whimsically slashed to his pleasure.

Even for a villain, this wasn’t the way to be treated, right?

Chu Yifeng twirled the exquisite knife in his hand, his lips curling into a cold, thin smile, “The empress is compassionate. Don’t watch, Your Majesty!”

Those he wanted to play with, he would play with until he was satisfied.

In the end, Chu Yihan was unable to stop Chu Yifeng, and the two of them nearly came to blows.

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Chu Yifeng agreed not to kill Xiao Hui nor turn him into a human swine, leaving his limbs intact, but he severed several of Xiao Hui’s tendons, picking at them as if threading a needle, forcing Xiao Hui’s other eye to watch, to see his own flesh being cut open, tendons being picked out, suffering torment between fear and pain, until he eventually fainted.

Chu Yifeng tossed the small knife aside, walking back with waning interest.

Ah Hong took care of the aftermath, applied medicine to Xiao Hui, and after having him checked by Su Yingxue and Chu Yihan, sent him back to the dungeon for strict surveillance.

Remembering Xiao Hui’s condition made Su Yingxue feel uncomfortable all over.

She didn’t really want to swear at Chu Yihan’s brother in front of him, but she was even more concerned, “If he continues like this, will he eventually lash out at Sister Rong Sheng’s male patients too? Anyone who gives Sister Rong Sheng a second glance gets tortured like this, innocent people will inevitably be harmed.”

This was exactly what Chu Yihan was worried about.

Chu Yihan had realized that, “Ever since coming to Yangzhou, and finding out that Rong Sheng lying about bearing his child was a deception, his mood has become increasingly unstable… in the long run…”

One day he might completely lose control.

Rong Sheng was his demon.

Su Yingxue did not dare to tell Chu Yihan that the child was not a trick on Chu Yifeng but instead Rong Sheng had used the child as bait, intending to completely sever everything between her and Chu Yifeng.

Now…

She had no idea how Sister Rong Sheng’s plan was progressing.

As for Rong Sheng, she was still by Xiao Qingyu’s bedside in the sickroom, waiting for him to get through the critical period tonight before he could be considered to have recovered.

Xiao Qingyu saw Rong Sheng sitting at a nearby desk, patiently preparing her medicinal ingredients, occasionally flipping through a book, then picking up a pen to record something, her demeanor serene and elegant, like a fairy from the heavens, truly captivating.

Xiao Qingyu’s hand rested on his chest, his expression becoming extremely tender.

Ever since he woke up from the poisoning two years ago and saw Rong Sheng like this for the first time, he fell deeply into it.

He loved her composed and calm demeanor, and his heart ached for her, longing to give her warmth and hoping for the chance to embrace her.

But reality…

“Cough, cough!”

As Xiao Qingyu pondered, he let out a cough.

Rong Sheng paused and turned back to see him still not resting but staring at her with both eyes.

She stood up, walked towards him, and asked softly, “Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere else? If your wound is too painful, I can apply some more anesthetic.”

As a doctor, she had the utmost patience with every patient.

Xiao Qingyu pursed his lips and smiled, “I don’t need any more anesthetic. I’m not sleeping; I just want to look at you more. If it weren’t for this rare opportunity, I wouldn’t be able to come to see you again.”

Two years ago, when he was recovering from a serious illness, he had made his affection for Rong Sheng known, hoping she would accept him, willing to take her as his wife.

But when Rong Sheng understood his intentions, she simply said coldly, “Give it up; I am not marrying.”

Rong Sheng’s rejection was something he had not anticipated to be so straightforward. He even spent a long time doubting himself, wondering if he, Xiao Qingyu the Seventh Brother, was not worthy of Rong Sheng?

But later he realized that there were many who liked Rong Sheng, and without exception, she refused them all. She even put up a sign outside the clinic stating that she would never treat those who feigned illness to see her.

Latterly, he couldn’t even pretend to be sick to see Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng would not treat patients with ulterior motives.

So, he could only silently send gifts and wait by her side, until now, when he got injured again, almost lost his life, and finally received the care of Rong Sheng.

Rong Sheng’s attitude was the same as it had been two years ago, “I’ve told you, I am not getting married. Besides, I have a child now, so you don’t need to waste your effort.”

“I’ve watched your child grow up; why would I care about that? Doctor Rong, I am enamored with you and don’t know when you will give me a chance.”

Xiao Qingyu had always been strategic and tactful, personally trained by Xiao Yu, the most promising of the younger brothers, adept at orchestrating his actions with confidence.

Yet, when it came to his affection for Rong Sheng, he couldn’t suppress his emotions.

And so, he rashly declared his feelings to her.

Because he didn’t know when he would have such a close and private encounter with Rong Sheng again.

Under normal circumstances, Rong Sheng would have rejected him without any leeway, not giving him any chance.

But at that moment, she was momentarily stunned.

Xiao Qingyu’s words triggered her memories, and as she looked at his face, her eyes filled with delusion once more.

“Sister, when can I grow up and marry you?”

“Sister, be my wife so we can sleep together!”

“Sister, you are my woman! In this life, even in death, you can only be buried with me!”

“No!”

All that filled Rong Sheng’s mind was Chu Yifeng’s devilish face, and instinctively, she swung her hand, knocking away the hand Xiao Qingyu tried to touch her with.

Xiao Qingyu looked at the red mark on the back of his hand, his eyes filled with desolation, “I am sorry, I was presumptuous.”

He shouldn’t have been so impetuous!