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Chapter 553 Come and watch the show, reclaim the Blood Soul Wood
After breakfast, the pear soup on the stove was ready. Jiang Hanying picked up a spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, blew on it casually, and couldn't wait to taste it.

It was still a little hot, and the sweetness made me squint my eyes.

Seeing that she was drinking without even looking up, Li Chengxiao turned his gaze away, answered the incoming call, put it on speakerphone, called out "Brother," and put the phone aside to continue washing the dishes.

Hearing the sound of running water and the soft clatter of dishes coming from the receiver, Li Jingmo guessed what he was doing. "You two just finished eating? Did you cook it yourself or did you order takeout?"

"The main course was packed by Miss Lin last night, and the dishes were homemade."

"How's the taste? Hanying didn't mind, did she?"

Before Li Chengxiao could reply, the person in question replied on his behalf: "It's delicious, I don't mind at all."

"I never knew you actually had a talent for cooking!" Li Jingmo exclaimed with a smile, then turned to business, "The agreed-upon visiting time is approaching, are you all ready?"

"Right away. I'm close to the hospital, I can get there in a few minutes."

"Okay, I'm getting ready to head out now. See you at the hospital entrance."

"see you later."

After hanging up the phone, Li Chengxiao drained the washed dishes and chopsticks, sorted them out, wiped his hands clean, took off his apron, and folded it neatly.

Jiang Hanying glanced at the apron folded into a neat little square, then swept her gaze across to the equally spotless and extremely comfortable kitchen countertop, finally moving to the cheap owner opposite her who was straightening a chair, swallowing the pear soup in her mouth, "Are you going to see Old Man Duanmu?"

Li Chengxiao rested his hand on the back of the chair, met her gaze, and nodded. "And take back the Blood Soul Wood as well. After all, I brought those things back with me."

Or rather, this was his main purpose for this trip.

Jiang Hanying hesitated whether she should go along to take a look.

"Do you think that if Old Deng opened his eyes and saw me, he might not be able to catch his breath and just die?"

Li Chengxiao couldn't help but chuckle: "The person hasn't woken up yet. When we arrive, we'll just go in for a quick look and then come out; the visiting time won't be long."

"Maybe your visit will stimulate him and wake him up."

Li Chengxiao: "..."

That's hard to say.

"Would you like to go and see it too?"

Jiang Hanying nodded honestly, "Anyway, I don't have anything to do at home."

"You can go back inside and rest for a while."

Jiang Hanying shook her head again, "I'm not tired."

Li Chengxiao: "..."

This recovery speed is truly extraordinary.

Of course, this energy is also...abundant.

"Then let's go together."

Jiang Hanying didn't hesitate. She picked up the bowl and drank the rest of the pear soup in one gulp. "Wait for me to wash up. I'll be there soon!"

Although they left home about ten minutes later than Li Jingmo, they arrived at the hospital entrance first.

After parking the car, I sat in it for a few minutes before I saw Li Jingmo's car drive up.

They both got out of the car empty-handed.

Li Jingmo was carrying the prepared gifts when she looked up and saw that her younger brother and Jiang Hanying had arrived.

He handed over a portion of the gifts he was carrying and casually asked, "I thought you were the only one who came. Why did Hanying decide to come along too?"

"Watch the fun."

Li Jingmo: "...Why does your voice sound a little hoarse? Did you catch a cold riding a horse back last night?"

“Brother,” Li Chengxiao interrupted his focus, “I saw Duanmu Long.”

Li Jingmo's attention was immediately diverted. He looked in the direction his younger brother was pointing and saw Duanmu Long jogging towards him. He walked a few steps towards him, then, as if remembering something, turned back and solemnly instructed Jiang Hanying, "You'd better not speak unless absolutely necessary later."

"It depends."

Li Jingmo: "..." There was no time to say anything else, because the person was already right in front of him.

"Brother Jingmo, Brother Chengxiao, Hanying, you're here too."

Jiang Hanying noticed Li Jingmo giving her a warning glance, and nodded to Duanmu Long.

She really had no intention of watching Duanmu Long's antics.

Although Duanmu Laodeng is a scoundrel, she actually has no real grudge against this person in front of her, and they even have a slight friendship.

Jiang Hanying has always been one to hold those responsible for their grievances accountable and would never involve or take her anger out on innocent people!
Moreover, judging from Duanmu Long's current appearance, it's clear at a glance that he hasn't had a good time these past two days.

She used to be a beautiful young woman with impeccable makeup and carefully chosen clothes and bags, never wearing the same thing for two days in a row. Now, her clothes are wrinkled, probably because she hasn't changed them in two days. She's also bare-faced, her eyes are swollen, and her nose and the area above her lips are red. I wonder how many times she's cried these past two days.

There's really nothing to see here.

With Duanmu Long leading the way, they soon arrived outside the hospital's intensive care unit.

"Has Uncle Sen woken up?"

"Not yet," Duanmu Long shook his head dejectedly, his tone low. "During the expert consultation, they said that if my dad can wake up within 48 hours, that would be good, but if he doesn't wake up, there's a high probability he won't wake up again."

As soon as she finished speaking, tears welled up in her eyes again.

Seeing this, Li Jingmo didn't press for more details.

After waiting for a while at the ward door, a professional nurse came over after being notified and took them to the next room.

"A maximum of two people are allowed to visit the special care ward at a time, and the visit time cannot exceed thirty minutes."

Li Jingmo was naturally aware of the visitation rules, and looked at her younger brother, "Then it'll just be the two of us this time..."

Li Chengxiao nodded, then turned to see Jiang Hanying waving at him urging him to hurry up!

The sooner those things are recycled, the better!

She also planned to steal the one around Duanmu Long's neck without anyone noticing.

Let's see who succeeds first, her or her cheap master!

The two people, dressed in full sterile gowns, entered the intensive care unit and immediately saw a human-shaped object on the bed surrounded by various instruments.

As Li Jingmo approached and saw Duanmu Sen's miserable state, he immediately took a deep breath of the air filled with the smell of disinfectant.

"This, this, this..."

Three of these in a row... I really don't know how to describe it.

In the end, all I could say was, "This is just too tragic!"

He had indeed thought the man would be seriously injured, but he never imagined it would be so bad that he would lose three of his limbs.

Even if he's lucky enough to wake up, he'll probably be crippled.

Not to mention securing their current position.

Li Chengxiao glanced at the hospital bed as well, and unsurprisingly, both legs and one arm were missing.

His gaze swept calmly over the bed, and he subtly moved closer to the bedside.

His gaze fell on Duanmu Sen's only remaining arm.

Or rather, it was a desperate attempt to protect the arm that was ultimately saved.

On the surface, he reached out and gently grasped the only remaining, aged hand, but in reality, he pressed down on the string of beads fixed to his wrist.

With a gentle flick of the fingertip, it became clear why, despite multiple previous attempts at treatment, no medical staff had been able to remove the string of beads.

The thread wrapped around the beads is made of a special material that cannot be torn by external force alone, so it can only be left on the wrist.

While Li Jingmo was checking the instrument data, he slightly turned to block the surveillance camera next to him, and at the same time, a flash of silver light appeared in his palm, and the string of beads that no one else could break slipped off his wrist.

He then swiftly tucked it into his palm.

But the instant the Blood Soul Wood Bead left his body, Duanmu Sen, who had been lying silently on the hospital bed, suddenly trembled and opened his eyes.

The instruments around them immediately started beeping.