Chapter 40: Sister Ting, I Still Have a Stockpile

Mi Ting’s mouth twitched slightly, her eyes filled with an indescribable mix of emotions.

’Of course it tastes weird!!’

’That’s a man’s sperm! How could it not taste weird!’

But she absolutely couldn’t tell the truth. After taking a deep breath, Mi Ting forced a smile. "This kind of beauty milk isn’t made from regular milk. It has many kinds of Chinese herbs and nutrients added, so the taste is a bit special... Besides, the more effective something is, the weirder it tastes. Just bear with it for a bit, and you’ll get used to it."

"Oh... Okay, then."

Although Yang Cai found the taste truly strange, the thought of whitening and rejuvenating her skin made her stop dwelling on it.

She gently patted her cheeks with her palms, spreading the "beauty milk" more evenly over her skin. As she patted, she muttered, "I wonder if this will work. My skin is so bad, and it’s just gotten worse and worse since I got sick..."

Watching Yang Cai diligently pat the liquid onto her face, Mi Ting felt a whirlwind of emotions. She was mortified beyond belief but couldn’t let it show, so she could only sigh inwardly.

Meanwhile, Yang Xun, under the bed, wanted nothing more than to slam his head against the floor.

He swore it!

’I’ll never get it on Sister Ting’s face again!’

After the whole ordeal, Yang Cai seemed to have lost her curiosity about the "beauty milk." She sat cross-legged on the bed, her head lowered, and remained quiet for a long time.

"Sister Ting..."

"Hm?"

"Hey... where do you think people go after they die?"

The question was like a bucket of ice water dumped over Mi Ting’s head—and over Yang Xun’s heart under the bed.

The room fell silent in an instant.

Yang Cai looked up, her large, clear eyes welling with tears, her small face filled with unconcealable fear.

"Sister Ting, I... I get so scared sometimes."

Her voice began to tremble, her hands unconsciously clutching the hem of her nightgown. "The doctor said my illness is very serious. If they can’t get it under control... I might..."

"Cai Cai, don’t say that!"

Mi Ting immediately pulled Yang Cai into her arms, her voice laced with urgency. "You’re going to be fine! Didn’t your brother say he’d cure you?"

"But..."

Buried in Mi Ting’s embrace, Yang Cai’s shoulders shook as tears streamed down her face. "I’m not afraid of dying. What I’m afraid of is... if I die, what will happen to my brother?"

"You don’t understand, Sister Ting. My brother has done so, so much to get me treatment."

Her voice was broken, filled with heartache. "He married into the Xu Family, got bullied, and was called a good-for-nothing... He wakes up early and works late delivering food, eating only one meal a day, and gives all the money he earns to me for my medical bills..."

"He never tells me about his suffering. Every time he comes to the hospital to see me, he’s always smiling, but I know... he’s not doing well at all..."

At this point, Yang Cai was sobbing uncontrollably.

"If it weren’t for me, my brother wouldn’t have had to marry into that family... wouldn’t have to suffer all that humiliation... I’m the one who’s dragged him down... I’m the one who’s ruined his life..."

"Cai Cai!"

Mi Ting’s eyes reddened as well. She raised a hand to gently wipe the tears from Yang Cai’s face and said earnestly, "You must never think that! Your brother does these things not because you’re a burden, but because he loves you! In his heart, you are the most important person to him. He does it willingly, do you understand?"

"But—"

"No buts!" Mi Ting cupped Yang Cai’s small, tear-stained face in her hands, her gaze gentle but firm. "Cai Cai, you have to remember, you are not a burden to anyone. Just by being alive, you give your brother the greatest strength. If you give up, then all of his sacrifices will truly become meaningless."

Yang Cai looked at Mi Ting, her vision blurred by tears, and didn’t speak for a long moment.

"You just need to focus on living, on cooperating with your treatment, and let your brother worry about the rest, okay?"

"But my brother is suffering so much..."

"Your brother is a capable man."

A gentle smile appeared on Mi Ting’s lips as she said softly, "I promise you, your brother’s life will get better and better, and you will definitely get well."

"Really?"

"Really." Mi Ting nodded emphatically and pulled Yang Cai back into her embrace, gently patting her thin back. "What you need to do now is eat well, sleep well, and get your strength back. Once your body is healthy, you won’t have to be afraid of anything."

Yang Cai leaned against Mi Ting and cried for a while longer before her emotions gradually calmed down.

She wiped her tears with the back of her hand, sniffled, and looked up with her small, flushed face, forcing a smile.

"Sister Ting... thank you."

"Silly girl, there’s no need to thank me."

Mi Ting reached out and gently tapped the tip of Yang Cai’s nose, saying softly, "Alright, it’s getting late. Go back to sleep. I’ll make you something delicious tomorrow."

"Okay! Then you should get to sleep early too, Sister Ting!"

Yang Cai nodded obediently, shuffled to the door in her fluffy slippers, then suddenly turned back, pointed to her face, and grinned. "Sister Ting, how long should I leave this beauty milk on? Do I need to wash it off?"

"Wa... wash it off right now!!"

With almost no hesitation, Mi Ting said immediately, "Leaving it on too long is bad for your skin! Go wash it off! Quick!!"

"Oh, oh, okay!"

Yang Cai nodded vigorously and immediately trotted out of the room.

PHEW!!

Seeing the door close, Mi Ting gasped for air and collapsed onto the bed, her heart pounding like a drum.

That was too intense!!

Tonight’s experience could be made into a horror movie!

CREAK...

Just as Mi Ting lay limp on the bed, a hand slowly reached out from underneath it, followed by Yang Xun’s handsome face slowly emerging.

However, his expression was grave.

Every word Yang Cai had just said was like a knife twisting in his heart.

"I’m not afraid of dying. What I’m afraid of is... if I die, what will happen to my brother?"

The sentence echoed relentlessly in his mind, and with each echo, it felt as if someone was viciously squeezing his heart.

He crouched by the bed, his hands resting on his knees, his head lowered in silence.

Seeing this, Mi Ting immediately sat up, reached out to pat his shoulder gently, and said softly, "Xiaoxun, Cai Cai is just a sensitive girl. Don’t take it to heart."

"Yeah, I know!"

Yang Xun’s voice was hoarse. He clenched his fists so tightly his knuckles turned white. "All these years... I’m the one who’s dragged her down. If I weren’t so useless, she wouldn’t have had to suffer so much."

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mi Ting smacked the back of Yang Xun’s head. "You married into the Xu Family for Cai Cai’s sake and endured so much humiliation! You delivered food, scrimped and saved, and gave all your money for her treatment, and you still think you’re useless? Yang Xun, if you’re not capable, then no one in this world is!"

Yang Xun looked up, gazing into Mi Ting’s earnest and pained almond eyes, and fell silent for a few seconds.

Then, he took a deep breath and slowly unclenched his fists.

’That’s right!’

He wasn’t the same powerless good-for-nothing he used to be.

He had now awakened the legacy of the Medical Immortal, possessed the Rejuvenation Medical Scripture, and mastered the Alchemy Technique.

As long as he could gather the medicinal herbs needed to refine the Celestial Spirit Pill, his little sister’s cancer could be completely cured!

And now, he had landed a job with a monthly salary of a hundred thousand.

The thirty-thousand-yuan advance was already in his pocket.

With his future monthly income, gathering the money for the herbs was only a matter of time.

At this thought, the heavy stone weighing on Yang Xun’s heart finally lifted a little. A smile returned to his face as he said, "Sister Mi Ting, you’re right. I’m capable now. I can definitely cure my little sister’s illness."

"Now, that’s more like it!"

Seeing Yang Xun’s spirits lift, Mi Ting also breathed a sigh of relief and smiled. "You’re a grown man, acting all melodramatic. Seeing you so down in the dumps just now almost made me cry too."

"Well then, thank you for the comfort, Sister Ting."

The corners of Yang Xun’s mouth turned up slightly. Then, a mischievous grin spread across his face. His eyes locked onto Mi Ting’s body wrapped in the blanket as he said, "Sister Ting... I’ve heard that stuff really does have beautifying effects. You want some more...? I’ve got a fresh supply!!"