Chapter 80: Respectfully Inviting the Little Divine Healer

Seeing this, Fan Bing’s delicate brows knitted tightly, and the words she had meant to offer in mediation died on her lips.

“I’m truly sorry, County Magistrate Chen... for causing you such trouble...”

“In that case... then we’ll come another day...”

“We should be going...” With that, she reached for Zeng Xiaofan, intending to take him away.

Chen Jianghe gave a cold snort. “You need not see yourselves out.”

“And if you bring this person here again next time, there will be no need to visit at all.”

At this, Fan Bing’s expression changed. It was the first time she had ever seen the county magistrate so furious.

Thinking it over, she could understand it. After all, what man could tolerate vile slander aimed at his wife and daughter?

And to have them mocked in such a filthy way...

All things considered, Chen Jianghe was already being restrained. A lesser man might have already beaten Zeng Xiaofan on the spot.

With that thought, Fan Bing could only sigh.

Yet Zeng Xiaofan shook his head and said with a bitter smile,

“Yes, there will be no need to visit again.”

“Because in a moment, the county magistrate’s wife will begin bleeding and fall unconscious. Tonight she will be drained of spirit and die of weakness.”

“And in a few days, the young miss of this household will follow in her mother’s footsteps. Though the master of the house bears an aura of nobility and may last a few days longer...”

“in the end, he too will not escape death. By then the whole family will be dead, so there will be no need to visit anymore. You may as well come pay respects at the graves directly!”

The moment those words were spoken, the room exploded.

“You bastard! How dare you curse our whole family?”

“I... I’ll beat you to death!”

As she spoke, Chen Lini rushed to fetch a broom and set about attacking Zeng Xiaofan.

Wang Yanfen was so enraged her chest rose and fell violently.

“Absurd!”

“Utterly absurd!”

Even the usually restrained Chen Jianghe could not hold back and swore at once:

“Get the hell out!”

“Scram!”

Seeing this, Zeng Xiaofan could only let out a deep sigh and turn to leave.

After Zeng Xiaofan and Fan Bing had gone, Chen Jianghe’s family was still seething with rage.

Chen Jianghe even snatched up a teapot and hurled it hard to the floor; it shattered with a crash, startling the servants into fearful silence.

“Where did that little whelp come from? He has no manners whatsoever!”

“If it weren’t for Ms. Fan’s face today, I would have slapped him myself!”

“Exactly!”

“He was outrageously arrogant, actually daring to speak so vulgarly about my mother!”

“He deserves to die!”

Chen Lini was also seething, her chest heaving violently as she took out wet tissues and scrubbed at her hands again and again, as though Zeng Xiaofan’s touch had left them filthy.

As the three of them fumed, Chen Jianghe suddenly frowned and caught sight of a streak of bright red beneath Wang Yanfen.

“Hm? Madam... what... what is this?”

“Did you... did you start bleeding down there?”

Wang Yanfen looked down and saw the puddle of red beneath her feet. She was startled and hastily lifted her skirt to check.

Warm blood was already sliding down her pale, snow-white thigh.

“Ah!” Wang Yanfen cried out. A wave of dizziness hit her forehead, and her whole body wavered unsteadily.

Chen Jianghe hurried forward to support her, his face full of concern.

“Madam! How are you?”

“Madam!”

Wang Yanfen’s face had gone deathly pale, her lips as white as thin paper. Her voice was feeble to the point of being inaudible.

“I... I don’t know...”

“I don’t know why, but suddenly I feel faint and dizzy...”

“My eyes... they’re so dark... so dark...”

Chen Jianghe’s expression darkened in an instant, and a grim foreboding slowly rose within him.

“Bleeding down there... unconscious...”

“Could it be that boy really was right?”

“No, impossible...”

“How could this be... everything he said before was complete nonsense...”

Then, as if recalling something, Chen Jianghe immediately drove all the servants out. Once the room was left with only their family of three, he frowned and said,

“Wait...”

“Madam, what that boy said earlier about you having wet dreams at night...”

“Was it all true?”

“Uh...” Wang Yanfen clutched her head weakly, still unable to speak plainly.

Chen Jianghe’s face turned even darker. “Madam! What exactly is going on?”

“Now it’s only our family here. Tell the truth!”

Only then did Wang Yanfen bite her red lip in shame and confess,

“Some... some of what he said... was true.”

“I... I really have been having those dreams lately...”

“I don’t even dare sleep. Every time I doze off, I dream of a bald man bullying me...”

“I want to scream, I want to run, but I can’t move at all. I can only let him do as he pleases with me...”

“And when I wake up, I find that I’ve already...”

“Already...”

“I... I don’t know what’s going on. It’s too shameful, so I never dared tell you the truth...”

Upon hearing this, Chen Jianghe felt half his heart turn cold.

“In other words, what that boy said about you having such dreams every night, and... and wet dreams every night... it was all true?”

“And you?”

“Ni-ni! He said you’ve also been dreaming about men lately. Is that true too?”

Chen Lini immediately flushed crimson at those words and lowered her head, saying nothing.

Chen Jianghe grew anxious. “Is it true or not? Tell your father the truth!”

“Your mother’s life is in danger now!”

Frightened, Chen Lini trembled all over, and her voice was as fine as a mosquito’s.

“Yes... it seems so... there have been dreams...”

“But I was only half aware of them. I never saw anyone, only felt as though a big hand were touching my thigh...”

“The more it touched, the deeper it went... these last few times, it almost touched my... cough, cough...”

At that, Chen Jianghe nearly collapsed where he stood, sinking to the floor as he muttered to himself,

“So that means... everything that little... that young man said was true?”

“Then... we really misunderstood him...”

Even the way he addressed Zeng Xiaofan had changed.

Just then, Wang Yanfen’s head suddenly tilted, and she fell completely unconscious.

Before long, her whole body began to twist in a bizarre, unnatural way, and from her lips came dreamy murmurs.

“Handsome man~”

“Men~”

“I want to be friends with a handsome man...”

“Give me... give me a handsome man with eight-pack abs...”

“Mother! What nonsense are you saying?”

Seeing her mother like this, Chen Lini stamped her feet in embarrassment and hurried over to shake Wang Yanfen awake.

But Wang Yanfen seemed possessed; no matter how they called to her, she would not wake. Instead, the louder they called, the louder she grew, and the wolfish words spilling from her mouth were so shameless that even father and daughter could barely bear to listen.

Chen Jianghe suddenly remembered Zeng Xiaofan’s words:

“Bleeding... unconscious... and next comes the draining of spirit and death...”

At that thought, Chen Jianghe sprang to his feet and shouted toward the door,

“Someone!”

“Quick, someone come here!”

“Right this instant, send for the little divine doctor! Spare no expense—go and invite the little divine doctor at once!”