Chapter 258: Miracle Doctor Alliance! Si Fuqing l s Medical Skills (1)
Translator: _Min_
His eyes, like a cat’s, tilted upwards at the corners.
Deep black irises flecked with hints of dark green locked onto the girl in front of him, radiating the sharp gaze of a hunter.
Si Fuqing, unphased and slightly puzzled, asked, “What are you talking about?”
“Holographic game,” Jiang Changfeng replied slowly. “I’ve played it too, and I’ve seen you there.”
In the game, everyone was in disguise, and the true identity of the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand was unknown.
“With current technology, it’s impossible to create holographic games, right?” Si Fuqing crossed her arms and raised an eyebrow. “I’d love to play. Can you tell me where?”
Jiang Changfeng furrowed his brows, certain in his tone, “It’s you, I’m sure of it.”
“Ah, I remember now,” Si Fuqing’s expression relaxed as she stepped forward.
“Holographic gaming, I’ve heard of it.” In the next instant, she moved swiftly.
“Bang!”
Jiang Changfeng was pinned against the wall, his hands twisted behind him, unable to move.
His expression grew sharp, but before he could react, a cool voice from behind warned, “Don’t move.”
Jiang Changfeng froze.
The elders had spoken of the Ghosthand when he was still a minor.
The legend described unparalleled medical skills.
How could the Ghosthand still be a young girl when he was already an adult?
Reverse aging seemed impossible.
Even if the Heavenly Doctor Ghosthand could preserve one’s appearance and eternal youth, the age of the bones is something that absolutely cannot be reversed.
Jiang Changfeng couldn’t fathom the age discrepancy, but he didn’t dwell on it.
Once determined, it was fact.
Finally, Si Fuqing released him.
She crossed her arms, her eyes lifting slightly, “So you’re the brother Ningning mentioned? Good-looking but with a terrible temper?”
Jiang Changfeng’s temple twitched, his smile strained, “Yes.”
“Very acute senses,” Si Fuqing commented, her deadly aura receding. “Seems I need to be more careful.”
A single hand cream had revealed her identity. Jiang Changfeng’s medical Imowledge was not to be underestimated.
“Miss Si can rest assured,” Jiang Changfeng pointed to his nose. “My sense of smell is naturally sharp. Others, even with machines, might not have noticed.” “I haven’t told anyone and don’t plan to, including Ningning.”
“Mhmm,” Si Fuqing responded nonchalantly. “Then why are you staring at me?
Interested?”
Recalling Jiang Changning’s threat of laxatives, Jiang Changfeng quickly backed away, cautious, “I wouldn’t dare..”