Rebirth: My Healer Wife Owns Superpowers

Chapter 60: Stay Away from Female Creatures

“Zhao Xiyan, you’re truly impressive! I wanted to catch them last time but didn’t get the chance!”

Qi Yue walked over with a big smile, generously doling out praise.

Sure enough, the next second, Zhao Xiyan smirked.

“Then these two are for you.”

The man’s expression conveyed his happiness in her happiness, causing Qi Yue’s heart to involuntarily skip a beat.

“Alright, I’ll accept them.”

She hurriedly turned her slightly heated face away to closely observe the two natives.

“Oh, there’s a male and a female, huh?”

Qi Yue exclaimed in surprise.

The female native on the right wore men’s clothes, but her distinctly feminine features were still discernible upon closer inspection.

Her figure was relatively slim, with a narrow waist and a slight bulge at the chest.

“Is that so? I hadn’t noticed.” Zhao Xiyan said indifferently, moving his wheelchair away a bit more, his face carrying an expression of keeping away from female creatures.

Qi Yue held back a laugh.

This man was indeed adorable, his small habits striking right at her heartstrings.

The native woman saw her laughter and stared blankly at her, then suddenly dropped her head, while the native man seemed more ferocious.

Upon seeing Qi Yue observing him, he roared loudly and fiercely lunged forward, attempting to harm someone, but tripped over the rope on his body and fell face-first onto a pile of stones, causing a bloody wound on his forehead.

Qi Yue was speechless.

She was now somewhat skeptical of the natives’ intelligence.

Consider today’s deceptive tactic of luring the tiger away from the mountain; it was also quite clumsy.

And their so-called strategist, Qu Wei, wasn’t reliable either.

Fortunately, these people’s speech was somewhat similar to that of Beiyuanese, so basic communication wasn’t a problem.

Qi Yue planned to write a letter for the two to bring back to their chieftain, hoping they could talk peacefully.

After sharing this proposal with the native man, he still didn’t speak and only glared at Qi Yue with hatred in his eyes.

“Really can’t talk sense into him!”

Qi Yue shook her head, just as she retrieved her paper and pen, she saw with a “bang” sound, the native woman suddenly fell to the ground in convulsions, her eyes rolling back in her head.

The native man immediately crawled to her side, frantically screaming.

“Hai Zhu, Hai Zhu …”

Epileptic seizure, very dangerous!

Qi Yue instinctively rushed over, kicked the native man aside, and instantly pulled out diazepam from her spatial clinic and inserted it into Hai Zhu’s mouth.

The native man stared in shock as Qi Yue loosened Hai Zhu’s restraints and pulled out her own handkerchief to gently wipe away the vomit by Hai Zhu’s mouth, her face showing no signs of disgust. He was instantly stupefied and motionless by the side.

Soon Hai Zhu regained consciousness, gazing fixedly at her.

“Are you a witch doctor?”

Qi Yue coolly stated, “I am a doctor.”

She instructed Hai Zhu not to move, mentioning she still needed to conduct a few checks to confirm her condition.

The situation was both good and bad.

The good news was that her current condition wasn’t severe, and a few acupuncture sessions could control it.

The bad news was that Hai Zhu had congenital epilepsy, brought on from her mother’s womb, making a complete cure almost impossible.

She promptly utilized the Ghost Gate Needle, placing several punctures in Hai Zhu’s head and neck.

This unique method of acupuncture had been witnessed by the Zhao Family several times, but every time Qi Yue performed it, everyone was still amazed.

The native man, watching the twelve needles dance at Qi Yue’s fingertips, suddenly knelt down, raised his head to the sky with a look of devotion, muttering something in gibberish similar to the language they used to command strange cattle earlier.

Qi Yue concluded that it must be their tribal language.

Once the acupuncture session was over, Hai Zhu appeared spirited and immediately knelt down to Qi Yue, knocking her head on the ground repeatedly so fast that Qi Yue couldn’t even stop her in time.

“Witch doctor, thank you for saving my life.”

“No need to thank me. You fell ill under my roof, so I had to act,” he replied.

Qi Yue pursed her lips as she helped the person up and handed over the letter for the tribal leader, placing it in Hai Zhu’s hands.

“If you truly want to thank me, deliver this letter to your Manager.” Qi Yue glanced at the fence damaged by the natives and said indifferently, “I’d rather not spend every day worrying about you targeting my house.”

Suddenly, Hai Zhu stared straight at her and said,

“Witch doctor, you look even more beautiful when you smile.”

Qi Yue was taken aback on the spot.

Why the unexpected compliment? It was somewhat embarrassing.

She was a commoner, and having someone of the same gender compliment her directly made her unavoidably happy. She immediately remembered two medicines she should prepare for Hai Zhu.

She focused her consciousness on the space and agilely packed some sodium valproate and carbamazepine, taking them out using her sleeve and handing them to Hai Zhu.

“Take one of each, twice a day, for three consecutive days.”

Hai Zhu, filled with gratitude, accepted them, and tried to kneel down, but Qi Yue quickly helped her up and educated her about her illness.

“With careful management, you’re no different from anyone else.”

Hearing this, the native man suddenly knelt down and kowtowed to her excitedly.

Qi Yue really wasn’t used to this kind of thanks and quickly walked away.

“You can go now. Just bring my letter.”

Hai Zhu assured her that she would deliver it and then supported the native man as they left.

Once out of the courtyard, she untied the ropes around the man’s body and the two bowed deeply towards Qi Yue before quickly disappearing into the dense forest.

After the two had left, Zhao Xiyan suddenly said, “Yueyue, there was something off about that man just now.”

“What did you notice?”

Zhao Xiyan squinted his eyes and after a moment, he said, “He just doesn’t seem like an ordinary native.”

Qi Yue thought back carefully.

The native man, despite his rough exterior, didn’t seem particularly out of the ordinary.

No, he seemed very concerned about the woman named Hai Zhu. Such a hot-tempered person actually kowtowed to her!

Sharing this with Zhao Xiyan only made him laugh again, a look full of deep meaning on his face, which unsettled Qi Yue’s mind even more.

That night, everyone went back to their rooms to sleep as usual.

Zhao Xiyan entered his room half a shichen earlier, and Qi Yue followed later, noticing he was already deeply asleep. She tiptoed into bed.

This situation had continued for two days, with neither of them discussing it, yet they seemed to have reached some unspoken agreement.

Each night, it was Zhao Xiyan who first entered the room, and Qi Yue would follow half a shichen later.

And it was the same in the morning; by the time Qi Yue awoke, Zhao Xiyan was already gone.

The two were like roommates living together, managing to coexist without interfering with each other, which spared them a lot of awkwardness.

But tonight seemed different.

Qi Yue had just lain down when she was awakened by rustling sounds outside.

She was just sitting up when she noticed that Zhao Xiyan was already awake as well.

In the darkness, his eyes were like deep ancient wells. He made a gesture to Qi Yue to remain silent; then, with a swift move, he reached the wheelchair by the bed.

This was the first time Qi Yue had seen him move so swiftly, but she had no time to be surprised and quickly got out of bed as well.

The two of them crept to the window to look outside.

They saw several figures slowly moving toward the house, apparently carrying something in their hands.

“It’s the natives!”

Qi Yue exclaimed and was about to rush out, but Zhao Xiyan held her back.

“Let’s see what they are up to first? They don’t seem to be here to cause damage,” he whispered, his eyes vigilantly watching outside, seemingly unaware that he was gripping Qi Yue’s arm tightly.