Mr. Ye's Wife is Sassy and Flirtatious

Chapter 439: Rong Tianshi Wakes Up

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Wang Qing and Mrs. Rong Sr. stood frozen, neither extending a hand to accept the offered gesture.

Xu Yi stood with his arms folded, a smirk on his face. “Well, aren’t you going to take it? Madam doesn’t want to waste her time arguing with you; she has classes to attend.”

Mrs. Rong Sr.’s face soured, her gnarled hand gripping her cane tightly. “Are you really going to stand there and let a servant insult us?”

“A servant?” Xu Yi wrinkled his nose and leaned in, grinning wide. “So you mean, if it’s a ‘master’ then it’s okay to insult you? Is the rank of Deputy Protector of the Special Training Camp high enough for you? How about Sect Leader? Or, following your business logic, should I get my own company to play around with, and then you can call me a ‘master’?”

“You…you shameless ruffian!” Mrs. Rong Sr. was so infuriated that she pounded her chest and tilted her head back, her eyes rolling upward. It looked like she might faint and ascend to the heavens any second, though her complexion remained rosy.

“Mother, please don’t be so agitated! The doctor says you can’t handle the stress,” Wang Qing said, steadying Mrs. Rong Sr. and trying to calm her down.

Hearing that, Mrs. Rong Sr. truly fainted in Wang Qing’s arms.

Rong Feiyu, who had been silent till now, finally spoke, casting an accusatory glance at Rong Qi. “Why did you have to upset Grandma? Apologize to her! If anything happens to her, how will you live with yourself?”

Rong Qi chuckled softly, pulling out a silver needle from her sleeve. “I recently learned some needle techniques that are highly effective for treating fainting spells. I was just looking for an opportunity to practice. Let me try it on her.”

“Try? Are you joking? What if you cause harm to her?” Wang Qing was skeptical.

Rong Qi frowned briefly but then relaxed. “This is a hospital, isn’t it? If anything goes wrong, the doctors can intervene immediately. Don’t worry, she’ll be fine.”

As she spoke, Rong Qi displayed the oversized silver needle in her hand. “Here, let me give it a go. First, I’ll insert the needle into her face, then her neck, then her crown, and finally her hands and feet. One of them has to be the right spot.”

“Don’t you dare approach!” Wang Qing stood in front of Mrs. Rong Sr., eyeing Rong Qi warily.

“Are you doubting my skills or the doctors at this hospital?” Rong Qi suddenly snapped.

Wang Qing was at a loss for words, her head spinning. However, just then, Mrs. Rong Sr. behind her coughed and gasped, “There’s no need, I’m fine now.”

Mrs. Rong Sr.’s expression was ugly as she glared at Rong Qi.

Putting away her silver needle, Rong Qi stepped back, a smile lingering on her face, making Mrs. Rong Sr. uncomfortable all over. Mrs. Rong Sr. was about to chastise Rong Qi when a group of doctors in white lab coats approached from the end of the hallway.

Only then Mrs. Rong Sr. clamped her mouth shut, anxiously watching the doctors.

The leading doctor spoke, “The monitors inside showed that Mr. Rong Tianshi had woken up briefly. He can be moved temporarily from the ICU to a special care unit.”

“Thank you, doctor. Thank you so much,” Mrs. Rong Sr. said, nodding vigorously as she bowed.

The safety of Rong Tianshi mattered more to Mrs. Rong Sr. than any grudge she had with Rong Qi. If her son were to die, she knew her life would be devoid of any comfort or security. So at that moment, nothing was more important than Rong Tianshi’s life.

The doctors soon wheeled Rong Tianshi out of the room and moved him to the special care unit. Following behind, the elder leaned on her cane, tears streaming down her face. Wang Qing and Rong Feiyu exchanged a glance, a flicker of malice in their eyes..