An Ying

Chapter 201 Dragon’s Pact! Mo Yinhe took a huge advantage of her! 2

Chapter 201: Chapter 201 Dragon’s Pact! Mo Yinhe took a huge advantage of her! 2


Ye Xinguang nodded. Her cousin had been able to live with cancer for twenty years because she had undergone the "initial embrace."


Initially, when her cousin was in the late stages of cancer, she had only two choices.


One, undergo the "initial embrace" and become a vampire to survive.


Two, enjoy the rest of her life to the fullest.


Her cousin chose to undergo the "initial embrace."


After the "initial embrace," it only guaranteed her survival, but the cancer cells didn’t dissipate because of it. She was still ill and had been taking medication all year round.


Ye Xinguang said, "She’s been on medication for years, suffering greatly. Take a look at her, and if you can cure her, she’ll thank you handsomely."


Ye Xinguang also said, "If you can cure her, there’s an even bigger project we want to discuss with you."


Si Mingjing then lifted her head, all ears.


What bigger project?


Ye Xinguang said, "We have a group here with conditions similar to my cousin’s. They’ve all been living with cancer for a few years, more than a decade, or even several decades. They’re all suffering greatly from cancer and hope for a cure. If you can cure their diseases, each person will pay you half a million in consultation fees."


Si Mingjing asked, "Approximately how many people are in this group?"


Ye Xinguang turned her head to ask her husband, "How many, roughly?"


The imposing Ye Junqing said, "Over three million people."


Si Mingjing’s eyes instantly gleamed. How much money was that?


Ye Siyuan calculated it for her, "Wow! Mingjing, you’re going to make a fortune! Over three million people, with each paying half a million in consultation fees—that’s at least one hundred and fifty million!"


Si Mingjing thought the same. This is a huge sum of money! Am I going to get rich again?


What kind of group was this, and why were there so many people living with cancer for so many years?


Si Mingjing was curious, but said, "Auntie, the number of people is too great. Although I can prescribe the medicine, I don’t have enough tree bark powder. I’ve already given most of what I had with me to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital..."


"Don’t worry about that. As long as you can cure them, we’ll find a way to get the medicinal ingredients."


Ye Xinguang said with a smile, "Only our family’s space base has spaceships that can travel to Prison Star. Going to Prison Star to get the medicine isn’t difficult for us."


That made sense. So, was this money as good as hers? Her financial luck was booming lately!


Ye Xinguang added, "Mainly, the clinical research by the Ministry of Health and the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital could take up to a year to finally confirm the effectiveness of your formula. The process of going through the various approval procedures is too slow. They’re all in great pain from cancer and don’t want to wait for the country’s new drug development pace, so they all plan to seek you out privately. I heard that you signed a cooperation project with your father, and he will be fully responsible for anything related to cancer formulas in the future. Is that right? My group, however, doesn’t want others to know about their cancer diagnosis. So, we don’t wish to go through the Song Group for this cooperation; we’d prefer to discuss it privately with you. Does that sound good?"


That was more than good! Otherwise, out of the one hundred and fifty million, she would only get a fraction, with the bulk going to the Song Group!


Si Mingjing, trying to contain her excitement, nodded. "No problem."


"Then tomorrow, I’ll take you to see my cousin. You treat her first, and once she’s cured, we’ll sign the contract. For the remaining over three million people, you only need to provide the prescriptions. We’ll find a way to get the medicinal ingredients and will pay you five hundred thousand per person."


Si Mingjing nodded vigorously.


This was a godsend opportunity for her to make money!


Si Mingjing felt extremely delighted, her lips curling up at the corners.


When she looked up, her gaze once more met Mo Yinhe’s. Her heart thumped, and she quickly averted her gaze, her face turning red again.


After the meal, she fled faster than a rabbit.


Mo Yinhe caught up with her, blocking her way at the gate of the small building’s courtyard.


Mo Yinhe placed his hands on either side of her, trapping her between his body and the door, leaving her no chance to break free.


"What are you doing?" Si Mingjing’s breath trembled.


Mo Yinhe said nothing, just lowered his head to gaze at her intently.


Moonlight fell upon them, softly illuminating their features, creating an enchanting scene in the night’s darkness.


Si Mingjing was the first to give in, unable to hold out as she said, "If you have something to say, then say it. It’s cold outside; I don’t want to be out here catching a chill."


Her period hadn’t ended yet, and Mo Yinhe, worried she might get cold, pushed the door open and let her in.


Then, he closed the door behind them to prevent the cold air from entering.


Sitting on the sofa, Mo Yinhe said, "Give me the acupuncture."


Watching him unbutton his shirt one by one, Si Mingjing’s nerves jumped. She protested, "Get your military doctor to do it. I’m not in good shape tonight; my hands are unsteady."


She couldn’t stand to see him half-dressed anymore. Her mind was filled with scenes that wouldn’t pass censorship!


Mo Yinhe glanced at her, his expression firm and unyielding. "The military doctors didn’t come with me to the Imperial Capital; they’ve returned to the Undersea World."


Si Mingjing was extremely annoyed but had no choice but to administer the acupuncture.


She retrieved the medical kit, and after some preparation, stared at his well-built chest muscles before forcefully thrusting the needle in.


Mo Yinhe: "..."


Usually, when Mingjing gave him acupuncture, she would gently twist the needles in. Today, she was jabbing. Was she trying to stab him to death?


His sister had told him that at the airport that afternoon, while he was briefly away, the imposter had said something very hurtful to her.


Mo Yinhe hadn’t been there at the time. If he had been, he would have definitely slaughtered that imposter!


Mo Yinhe said, "You shouldn’t take to heart what certain people say. Even without you, I would still fight to get custody of my child."


Holding the Silver Needle, Si Mingjing said, "I did care at the time, but I’ve let it go now. You’re right, your fight with Bai Jiusi over child custody is your own business. Your relationship had issues five years ago; it wasn’t because of my interference! Even if I hadn’t helped you win those two competitions, you would have found a way to win by yourself. She wanted to crush my spirit, but she picked the wrong target!"


Then, she pinched another Silver Needle and aimed it at an acupoint on Mo Yinhe’s chest, thrusting it in harshly.


She was furious that her past self, before her nirvana, had actually signed a Dragon’s Pact with him. Even though he has already been reincarnated, the Dragon’s Pact between us is still in effect! How frustrating! I’ve tied myself to him again! I don’t even know how to break this Dragon’s Pact. If it can’t be broken, am I destined to be bound to him for life? Si Mingjing felt that Mo Yinhe had taken great advantage of her!


So, when she administered the needles, she wasn’t gentle at all.


Mo Yinhe let out a muffled grunt.


Si Mingjing looked up, her tone sarcastic. "Did that hurt? Oh, I’m so sorry. I did tell you I wasn’t in top form tonight. It’s your own fault for not bringing your military doctor."


"It doesn’t hurt," Mo Yinhe gritted his teeth and endured.


Si Mingjing thrust another needle in.


Mo Yinhe didn’t even grunt this time. As long as it allowed her to vent her anger, she could stick as many needles into him as she wished.


Men were never afraid of shedding blood; it was shedding tears they feared.


Seeing Mo Yinhe endure it silently, Si Mingjing suddenly felt a pang of guilt. It was her past self, before her nirvana, who had established the Dragon’s Pact with him. Taking her anger out on him now was indeed quite unreasonable.


Si Mingjing picked up another Silver Needle. As she continued the acupuncture, her movements became somewhat gentler.