Pregnant After Healing the Alpha

Chapter 190: Chapter 183: Wu Xirui’s Heartthrob for Qiao Jing

Hearing this, Qiao Jing slightly furrowed her brows, glanced sideways at Wu Xirui, and said, “You look pretty

handsome, didn’t expect you to be such a chatterbox.”

Wu Xirui was pleased by Qiao Jing’s comment that he looked “pretty handsome.”

Actually, he had grown tired of being praised for his looks since he was young, but for sreason, when Qiao

Jing said it, it made him happy.

Maybe it was because Qiao Jing’s compliment seemed without ulterior motive, quite plain, and her eyes didn’t

show any hint of amazement, right?

She was simply stating the fact.

“Being good-looking has nothing to do with whether you're a chatterbox or not.”

Qiao Jing glanced at Wu Xirui and then fell silent.

Qiao Jing stopped talking, but Wu Xirui kept on babbling nonstop.

Qiao Jing was used to it and treated it as if she was listening to the chirping of insects and birds, ignoring Wu

Xirui and continuing to run.

After an unknown period of time, Qiao Jing suddenly realized that it had becquiet around her, and not only

that, there were no more footsteps either.

Where is he?

Qiao Jing stopped and turned around to see Wu Xirui clutching his chest and supporting himself on a tree by the

roadside, breathing with difficulty.

“What happened to you?” Qiao Jing approached, perplexed.

Although Wu Xirui was in such discomfort, he still managed a strained smile for Qiao Jing.

“No, it's nothing. | won't die.”

Looking at Wu Xirui’s face, which was so white it lacked any hint of color, Qiao Jing could tell it didn’t seem like

“nothing.”

“Letcheck on you.” Qiao Jing reached out to check Wu Xirui’s pulse.

Wu Xirui didn’t show any sign of resistance and let Qiao Jing take his pulse.

A moment later, Qiao Jing’s pupils suddenly dilated.

“Ischemic heart disease?”

And accompanied by angina and heart failure.

“Your medical skills are really impressive, to diagnose that so quickly,” Wu Xirui said, grabbing his shirt over his

chest and sliding down to sit against the trunk of the tree.

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Qiao Jing frowned, “You knew you had this problem, and yet you ran with me.”

And they had run for a quite long time, “Do you have a death wish?”

“Haha...” Wu Xirui’'s mouth curled into a wry smile, and he chuckled softly, “I like sports, not just running,

swimming, mountain climbing... | challenge all kinds of extrsports.

Only then can | feel the intensity of my life. Thump thump thump! Listen, how loud it beats. If one day, it

suddenly stops beating, stops making sound, that’s when I'll be truly dead.”

“You really are odd,” Qiao Jing couldn't help but comment.

Qiao Jing’s words, Wu Xirui had heard many people say something similar to him.

They are not him; how could they understand someone who lives so close to death?

Indeed, in this world, other than himself, everyone else is just ordinary.

Unbearably ordinary people!

As Wu Xirui was thinking this, Qiao Jing’s voice suddenly rang above his head.

“Maybe | can cure you.”

Wu Xirui’s pupils widened suddenly, and after being stunned for a full three seconds, he slowly lifted his head to

look at Qiao Jing.

The girl's face was full of a “serious and meticulous” expression, without a trace of joking.

“What did you say?” Wu Xirui asked, more startled than he had ever been in his life.

“You can cure my disease?” The reason Wu Xirui had becso extreme, embracing a life so close to death, was

because he had sought out famous doctors far and wide, and none could cure his illness.

Every treatment made him feel like a lab rat, injected by doctors in white coats.

After so much effort, there was no effect at all.

Eventually, he completely gave up on treatment and chose to live his most carefree life in the shortest amount

of tavailable to him.

It was exactly because of this that his twas running out. He moved up his plans, wanting to witness the Zhan

Family’s downfall by his own hands.

“There is confidence, but | can’t be certain. Your condition is very serious, and according to the current level of

medical development, it’s not enough to completely cure your illness,” Qiao Jing said matter-of-factly.

Wu Xirui sneered in his heart. He knew it. Qiao Jing was just saying that; there wasn’t much certainty, just like

those others who had treated him like an experimental rat.

“80%. | have an 80% certainty,” Qiao Jing thought for a moment and said.

What?!

Wu Xirui was shocked.

An 80% certainty? Those world-famous doctors at best had given him a 50% chance, equivalent to a flip of a

coin. Qiao Jing actually said 80%, had he heard wrong?

“Are you joking with me?” Wu Xirui found Qiao Jing’s words too incredible and raised his voice in disbelief.

“I'm not one to joke, nor would | make jokes about such matters,” Qiao Jing said, her expression neither warm

nor angry, showing no happiness or irritation.

Qiao Jing told the truth; the most painful aspect for a patient isn’t the physical illness, but the mental torment,

the suffering on the inside.

If one were to joke about such matters with a patient, allowing a glimmer of hope to arise in their hearts only to

tell them it was a joke, it would transform hope into despair for them.

Wu Xirui stared fixedly at Qiao Jing, attempting to find a trace of jest in her face, but there was none.

So she was serious.

Wu Xirui cracked a smile and said, “Do you really want to try?”

“I should be asking you that. Do you dare to lettry?” Qiao Jing countered.

“Hahaha—" Wu Xirui laughed out loud, holding his chest, “What's there to dare? Let's just try it.”

Nothing existed in this world that Wu Xirui dared not do—what’s more, he was now looking forward to what Qiao

Jing could do. How would she treat him?

This Qiao Jing, as he had thought, was indeed interesting. His trip to the imperial capital was not in vain.

Qiao Jing’s injuries took a full week to completely recover.

Friday, sunny.

Another big event had occurred in the imperial capital, causing an uproar outside, but Qiao Jing in the research

institute knew nothing about it.

“This Zhan Qipei, | told you he was no

good long ago, but Sister LOA

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“Hey? Why are you cursing my

brother again!” Zhan Nanging had,

been busying hessel dilgently behind

RAINY Since the morning, so she

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curse your brother? He's asking for it!” Xu Mogian retorted unabashedly.

“Don’t go too far, you—"

“Each of you, say one word less.” As soon as Qiao Jing spoke, the arguing between them cto an abrupt halt.

Qiao Jing put down the tools in her hand and turned to look at Xu Mogian.

“What happened?”

Having received Zhan Qipei’s help several times, Qiao Jing was grateful. So when she heard Xu Mogian speaking

ill of Zhan Qipei, she felt a bit unhappy.

However, upon reflection, Xu Mogian was a friend like a brother to her. He wouldn't have spoken that way

without reason, right?

Xu Mogian opened his phone and passed it to Qiao Jing, “You'll know once you see it yourself.”

“What is it?” Zhan Nanging leaned over to look.

The phone screen displayed a

sensational Weibo post, with an

image of Zhap Qineyahd ary

bEGifANaman together, the

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The woman in the photo was no ordinary person but the current small screen sweetheart of the entertainment

industry, Ming Youling.