Reborn in the Eighties as a Housewife with a Space

Chapter 833: Chapter 827: Met Qing Teng_1

Qin Xue did not expect to encounter such a sight. Honestly, she was terrified, even more so than when she first had to dissect a corpse because that was dead, and this one is living. The face was waxen, veins protruded, ordinary people could be scared to death.

“A little.” Qin Xue didn’t deny it. If she had dishonestly called it beautiful or pleasant, she would have hurt the person before her.

“You’re very candid.” Qing Teng laughed. This woman was interesting. After being initially startled by her, she quickly adjusted her mindset. How rare.

“One must be honest in life. Doesn’t Hua country value honesty as a virtue? Don’t you know that?” Qin Xue walked over and sat in the chair, looking at Qing Teng.

“Yes, indeed. Now that you have seen my state, you may leave.” Qing Teng looked at Qin Xue. Previously, those who came to see her were scared to death. She did not want her condition to be made known outside, thus she cast her poison on those people. But looking at Qin Xue now, for some reason, she didn’t want to poison her.

“Could I examine you?” Qin Xue felt that Qing Teng’s current state reminded her of a condition she’d only heard of but had never seen before.

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“You can’t cure it, so save your efforts.” Even Qing Teng couldn’t undo her own poison; how could the beautiful woman on the other side solve it?

“How would you know if I can’t cure it without me having a look first?” Qin Xue stared firmly at Qing Teng. After coming in, she noticed that her silver bracelet became hot, and her hand felt like it was burning. She wondered whether her hand would get injured if it continued to burn?

“Fine, if you want to have a look, then look.” Qing Teng sat down across from Qin Xue and laid her hand on the table for Qin Xue to examine.

“Why aren’t you afraid?” Qing Teng asked Qin Xue.

“Actually, I am scared. I just know being scared isn’t helpful, so I can only face this bravely. Moreover, I don’t sense any malice from you.” As she was checking Qing Teng’s pulse, Qin Xue responded to her question.

“You trust people too easily.” Qing Teng looked at Qin Xue mockingly.

“Not really, it’s mainly because you piqued my interest.” After finishing the pulse examination, Qin Xue took her hand back, put it under the table, and held her bracelet. It felt as if it had a life of its own. When her hand touched the assistant master’s (qingteng) hand, she felt the bracelet’s excitement. Yes, excitement! This was too spooky, a bracelet showing emotion.

“Your hobbies are indeed special.” Qing Teng never thought Qin Xue would respond in this way. Not being scared to death, she even claimed to be interested.

“I too feel I am unique.” Qin Xue responded with a meaning that went beyond the literal words.

“Then have you given up now?” Qing Teng took her hand back.

“I think I know what is going on with you now. I always thought things like that were legends, things that shouldn’t exist.” Qin Xue stared at Qing Teng silently.

“No wonder An Xiaofeng took a fancy to you. But what use is it to figure it out? There’s still no cure.” Qing Teng looked at Qin Xue with admiration but felt disheartened at the end.

“Why don’t you confess to the man you like? Maybe he likes you too?” Qin Xue asked in confusion.

“It won’t work. He loves someone else. Why else do you think I am in this state?” Qing Teng gave a bitter smile.

“How would you know if you never try?” Qin Xue stared at Qing Teng, filled with frustration. She didn’t know why she was being sympathetic towards her.

“You seem younger than me – may I call you younger sister?” Qing Teng thought Qin Xue might not be very old, so it should be appropriate to address her as a younger sister.