The Female Assassin Pretends to Be a Lamb in the Campus

Chapter 126

Outside the operating room,

The Qin family watched the lit operating lights and Qin Hanyue's straight back in front of the operating room door. They couldn't believe that Qin Hanyue had actually agreed to let a teenage girl perform the surgery.

So the Eldest of the Qin family asked, "Qin Yan, who is this girl?" They were curious why Qin Hanyue trusted her so much.

Having been suddenly called out,

Qin Yan felt bitter inside, wondering why they had to ask him.

He should not have mentioned earlier that Miss Qiao had saved Principal Zhang, or he would be dragged down if the surgery failed.

"Miss Qiao, she...she..." Qin Yan sneaked a peek at Qin Hanyue. "She" remained silent for half a day before uttering, "She is a genius."

Everyone: "..."

At this point, the Qin family regretted not desperately stopping it earlier. Qin Hanyue's trust in Qiao Ying and what he said made them think for a moment that Qiao Ying would be a second Seely.

Now it seemed that Qin Hanyue was worried out of his mind.

The Eldest of the Qin family calmed himself down and asked, "Where is this genius?"

Qin Yan: "I..."

Qin Yan felt like crying. He only knew that Qiao Ying was good at Chinese medicine and acupuncture, and he didn't know how proficient she was. He had just found out that Qiao Ying also understood Western medicine and even dared to wield a scalpel.

In the ward,

Qin's Mother came back to her senses and asked her grandson in a daze, "Yuchen, did your third uncle let the little girl operate on your grandfather?"

Qin Yuchen: "Grandma..."

Seeing her grandson's appearance, Qin's Mother nearly fainted.

"Grandma, calm down first. At least trust third uncle. What he said is right. Doctor Seely was also a young girl. Isn't it possible for there to be a second genius like Miss Qiao?"

Qin Yuchen kept comforting her,

Of course, he didn't have much confidence in what he said.

It was very quiet in the operating room,

Only the cold, professional voice of the girl could be heard from time to time:

"Heartbeat."

"Blood pressure."

"Surgical scissors."

"Straight vascular forceps."

"Older Ming, acupoints Tianzhong and Neiguan."

After the nearly four-hour operation, with Qiao Ying's final "Suturing", the operation was declared over.

"Let me do the suturing."

It was the chief physician who spoke.

The flabbergasted chief physician had a complete 180-degree change of attitude before and after the operation.

He even raised his hand, looking like an enthusiastic student in class wanting to be called on by the teacher to solve problems on the blackboard.

The operating lights went out,

and everyone outside the operating room looked over and walked forward. Each of them was anxious, as the probability of a miracle happening was too small.

The operating room door opened,

and two chief physicians walked out, took off their masks, and announced with difficulty suppressing their excitement, "The operation was very successful."

Successful?

Everyone found it hard to believe.

Qin Hanyue closed his eyes slightly, and his heart settled back little by little.

Qin Yan: “Miss Qiao really delivered.”

Everyone hurried forward to ask the two physicians about the situation,

Outside the operating room, the Qin family, experts, deputy deans, and deans, all of whom had higher status than the two chief physicians, would usually be very respectful to them. But at this moment, the two chief physicians completely ignored them as if possessed,

blocking the entrance of the operating room, having never seen such sights in their lives. They could only exclaim, "She's divine! I've never seen such a steady hand before."

"I've never seen such a fast scalpel. It must have taken countless years to reach this level of mastery.”

"My eyes were opened today. To simultaneously see Chinese medicine acupuncture needles and Western medicine surgical knives on the operating table is truly magical."

With their minds filled with images of Qiao Ying single-handedly wielding the scalpel while taking care of Older Ming’s work, completely composed without any panic, her psychological quality was even greater than theirs after decades of medical practice.

Hearing their dialogue, everyone looked at each other speechlessly.

Old Master Qin was pushed out,

and the Qin family members immediately gathered around.

Older Ming said, "Don't worry, the blood clot has been removed, and the operation was very successful. I believe Miss Qiao can also solve this poison.”

Qiao Ying, holding a tube of blood samples, was the last to come out. She said to Qin Hanyue, "I need a laboratory."

Qin Hanyue replied, "It’s ready."

"Can we help with anything? Fetching equipment, recording data, anything is fine." The two chief physicians eagerly approached, their eyes filled with fanaticism for Qiao Ying.

They had completely forgotten their previous attitudes and doubts about Qiao Ying before the operation. They did not feel that their current behavior was slap to their own faces at all. Fortunately, they were suppressed by Qin Hanyue’s pressure before the operation and did not say anything too offensive to Qiao Ying.

They were also fortunate to have cooperated with the surgery under pressure, allowing them the opportunity to witness such a grand visual feast.

Older Ming was unwilling to fall behind. "Miss Qiao, please let this old man help out. Old Master Qin's poison has always been my subject of research, and I've made some progress. Perhaps this old man can be of some use."

He thought to himself that they had just witnessed Qiao Ying's ability to wield a scalpel. Next should be his turn to display his skills.

Seeing the eager appearances of the three, it was really difficult for them to imagine what kind of stunning performance they had witnessed.

After coming out of the operating room,

Qiao Ying went straight into the lab.

As night fell,

Qiao Ying was alone in the lab, with a cage of lifeless lab mice behind her.

Her phone vibrated in her pocket,

Qiao Ying ignored it and after more than ten minutes, took it out to see. If she hadn't guessed that it might be a message from Qin Hanyue, she wouldn't have looked at all.

Qin Hanyue asked if he could come in,

Qiao Ying replied with two words, and soon after, Qin Hanyue came in with Older Ming.

Qiao Ying stood in front of the microscope. The table in front of her was full of various test tubes and instruments, rather messy, no, extremely messy,

with test tubes placed horizontally and vertically, colorful,

probably only Qiao Ying herself could tell each one apart.

This scene inexplicably brought to mind a word——mad scientist.

When Qin Hanyue and Older Ming came in, they didn’t dare make a sound to disturb her, only standing by and waiting quietly.

After about half an hour,

Qiao Ying spoke, "How is your father now?"

Qin Hanyue replied, "His condition is stable."

Qiao Ying lowered her head to record something, and after quite a while, answered him, "I need more time."

Qin Hanyue said, "Okay."

He looked at Qiao Ying, hesitating, then said gently, "Take a break and have dinner. It's already 8:30."

Qiao Ying: "No need."

Her attention had been focused on her work, never looking at Qin Hanyue or anywhere else from start to finish.

This was Qin Hanyue's first time seeing this side of Qiao Ying,

serious and engrossed heart and soul into her work.

What is Qiao Ying usually like?

She can be described as multifaceted, but more often, cold and detached.

No matter what anyone does in front of her, she always maintains a relaxed, indifferent and amused attitude, not caring about anyone or anything, even in the underground arena where one could accidentally lose their life.

Qin Hanyue could imagine how focused she must have been during the operation.

Qin Hanyue stood where he wouldn’t get in her way and quietly accompanied her.

On the side, Older Ming observed Qiao Ying recording data and carrying out various experiments, very interested.

Not knowing how much time had passed,

Qin Hanyue wanted her to rest more than once, but swallowed it back upon seeing Qiao Ying’s dedicated yet cold face.

After Qiao Ying stared at the corpse of a lab mouse for a full ten minutes, Qin Hanyue finally couldn't restrain himself and spoke up, his voice very soft.

Hearing his voice, Qiao Ying raised her eyes to glance at him, redness visible in her eyes.

She didn't speak, just lowered her eyes to look back at the lab mouse.

[Blue Haitang]

So it really is Shadow's poison.

Why did Shadow poison Old Master Qin with such a chronic poison?

With Shadow's capability, killing Old Master Qin would definitely not be difficult. Choosing such a troublesome poisoning method must not be a commissioned task.

A killer organization and a businessman are unlikely to have a feud. Even if they did, they wouldn't use such a convoluted approach.

Then why?

In the capital, there is only one person in Shadow who has access to this kind of poison - Red Heart K.

If it's this old guy, his motive is not hard to guess.

But Qiao Ying wondered why, if Red Heart K coveted the Qin family’s immense wealth, he didn’t directly poison Qin Hanyue in power instead, but the retired old master.

Was he afraid that if Qin Hanyue suddenly died, internal strife in the Qins would prevent him from seizing control? So he burned down Qin Hanyue’s backyard first?

Planning to devour them bit by bit?

This old guy's appetite and ambition really aren’t small.

He actually set his sights on the Qin family directly.

It was still on Qin's territory. If it was this old fellow Red Heart K's doing, it's no wonder Qin Hanyue hadn't been able to figure out who did it all along. That old guy makes it all too easy to secretly poison someone without anyone knowing.

Qin Hanyue looked at Qiao Ying, wondering what she was thinking.

Finally,

Qiao Ying lifted her head again and said, "I can cure this poison."