1 The Man Won't Let Her Perform the Surgery

In the cornfield, a mobile phone rang, and Qiao Jing quickly answered the call.

"Sister Jing, the Zhan Family is offering a high price for you to treat Zhan Qipei's infertility. Will you go or not?" the man on the other end asked.

Qiao Jing, dressed in a straw hat, blue cotton shirt, and yellow sneakers, appeared incredibly rural, but her face under the scorching sun was like a top-grade white jade, glowing and translucent.

"I'm busy. No time," Qiao Jing replied casually.

"Busy? Aren't you retired in the countryside? What could you be busy with?" the man sounded puzzled.

"Breaking corn cobs," Qiao Jing said as she snapped a full-grain cob with a "crack."

"Cough! Cough! Breaking... breaking corn cobs?!" The man seemed taken aback.

Suddenly, she heard some movement behind her.

"Hold on."

"What's wrong?"

"There's someone stealing corn."

Qiao Jing hung up the phone and approached the source of the sound, moving swiftly.

As she walked, she caught a strong scent of blood and saw blood drops on the corn leaves.

Fresh blood.

"Clatter, clatter, clatter!" The sound of corn being pushed down came from behind.

Someone was coming!

Qiao Jing swiftly turned around, but before she could react, the person pounced on her, covering her mouth with a thick palm.

Just as Qiao Jing was about to knee the man in a sensitive spot, the man's deep and hoarse voice sounded near her ear.

"Don't... speak, I... won't... harm you."

Hearing this, Qiao Jing quickly calmed down and looked at the man's face.

At first glance, she was captivated by his strikingly handsome features, exuding an air of allure and mystery. It was evident that he was no ordinary person, as his cold and arrogant demeanor added to his enigmatic charm.

Curiosity arose—how did such a person end up in this remote countryside, hiding in her cornfield?

Before Qiao Jing could figure it out, she heard footsteps approaching from a distance.

"He must be injured in the leg and can't run far. Let's search carefully, we mustn't let him return alive!"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jing understood that those people were chasing after him.

Under the scorching sun, the man was seriously injured, and his leg was bleeding profusely. Sweat and blood dripped all over Qiao Jing's body.

At this rate, the man would probably die from excessive blood loss if she didn't do something.

With this thought in mind, Qiao Jing used all her strength to flip the man over and press him down.

Zhan Qipei didn't expect the seemingly fragile girl to have such strength. Could it be that he was too weak from losing too much blood?

"There's movement over there!" The searching men heard the noise and rushed over, appearing before Qiao Jing.

"You're right! He's here! Kill him!" The masked assassin aimed his gun to shoot.

Zhan Qipei couldn't see clearly due to his serious injuries, but he could make out the vague outline and the swaying figure. The man was going to shoot him!

Knowing that he couldn't avoid it in his current condition, he prepared for his imminent death. But just then, he vaguely saw the girl passing by him like the wind, appearing in front of the masked assassin. She snatched the gun from the assassin and performed a beautiful move, pressing the gun against the assassin's head.

The masked assassin couldn't even let out a scream and fell to the ground, lifeless.

What a splendid technique! Zhan Qipei was shocked.

At this moment, another masked man rushed out, but before he could shoot, Qiao Jing flung a corn cob at his mask.

"Bang!" The mask caved in, just like the previous assassin. He fell to the ground without even having a chance to scream.

After easily dealing with the two men, Qiao Jing clapped her hands and turned back to Zhan Qipei, looking at his injured thigh.

"It's a serious injury."

Zhan Qipei's face was pale as paper, and his thin lips had lost all color.

"Save... save me, take me to... the hospital," he pleaded.

"This place is remote, it will take the ambulance at least forty minutes to come from the county. By the time it arrives, you would have bled out. Consider yourself lucky; I've studied medicine."

As she spoke, Qiao Jing helped Zhan Qipei up and placed him on a tricycle, taking him home.

Zhan Qipei lay on the bed, his vision blurry, but he could vaguely see the girl spraying something.

He sniffed, it was disinfectant.

Once everything was disinfected, he felt more at ease.

While Zhan Qipei pondered his situation, Qiao Jing changed into a white coat and came to the bedside. Without saying a word, she unbuttoned his belt and pulled down the zipper.

"What are you doing?" Although Zhan Qipei couldn't see clearly, his eyes widened in shock.

"You were shot in the thigh, and the bullet needs to be removed through surgery," Qiao Jing replied calmly.

"You want to perform surgery on me? In this place?!" The man's voice was hoarse and dumb, his eyes filled with disbelief. He thought the girl was just going to stop the bleeding.

"Do you doubt my medical skills? You're overthinking." She was known as the Empire's number one divine doctor and was even referred to as the "Live Textbook for Surgical Procedures". Many people were willing to spend a fortune to invite her to treat illnesses.

Even the richest family in the capital, the Zhan Family, invited her to treat their patriarch's infertility.

"I don't need you to operate on me. Just stop the bleeding for me," Zhan Qipei said with a tense expression, his cold and pale face showing determination.

Was he commanding her?

Qiao Jing raised an elegant eyebrow, her eyes full of laziness.

Looking at Zhan Qipei's handsome face, she thought to herself that if it weren't for the fact that he had such a handsome face, she wouldn't have bothered with him, whether he lived or died.

"Just lie still, don't move." Qiao Jing said as she removed the man's trousers.

"If you move again, do you believe I'll take your life?" Zhan Qipei gritted his teeth. He tried to get up, but his body was on the verge of collapse, and he couldn't move.

"Crack!" With a swift motion, Qiao Jing removed his trousers.

Zhan Qipei's face instantly turned black.

"You, are, dead!" He practically spat out these words from his clenched teeth.

But before he could finish, Qiao Jing swiftly removed his boxers.

Zhan Qipei was instantly dumbfounded.

In all his life, he had never been so exposed in front of the opposite sex.

However, there's no limit to being dumbfounded; there's always something even more shocking.

"This position is too sensitive; it's not very convenient to extract the bullet. I'll shave it first." Qiao Jing spoke casually as she picked up a surgical knife and began her work.