Reborn As Divine Doctor to Rule the World
Chapter 496 - 498: Sorry I’m Late

Chapter 496: Chapter 498: Sorry I’m Late

The man in the black robe was not surprised by his reaction; instead, he sat on the chair and continued, "Do you think he will come looking for you?"

Shao He remained motionless, saying nothing.

"I guess he will." The man in the black robe finished speaking and downed the tea in his cup in one gulp.

When he followed Shao He to the Capital City, he had prepared for the worst. Yet, the arrival of this day still filled him with anger.

Seeing the still indifferent person, he stood up and walked toward the door. As he reached the doorway, he suddenly said, "I’ll give him three days. If he manages to get to the Capital City within three days, perhaps you can see each other once more."

After speaking, he closed the door again.

Shao He suddenly sat up from the bed, praying incessantly in his heart, hoping that Pei Huaian would not return for now.

Two days passed, and the woman began to show signs of recovery. Her physical functions had returned to normal, but she remained unconscious.

"Why hasn’t she awakened yet?" The man in the black robe said worriedly as he looked at the still sleeping person.

Shao He performed another check on him. There was nothing wrong with his body, and the surgery had, in fact, been successful.

"It must be that she herself does not wish to wake up."

The man in the black robe looked at the woman despondently, a bitter smile appearing at the corner of his mouth, "Even now, do you still refuse to forgive me? You’d rather stay asleep than open your eyes to look at me again?"

Listening to the man in the black robe’s continuous declarations, Shao He felt that he was not truly heartless.

In the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

It was midday, and the Capital City was bustling. The cries of peddlers continuously filled the air, with street vendors selling performances, calligraphy, and paintings lining the streets, and even monkey shows adding to the lively atmosphere, making the whole street particularly vibrant.

At that moment, voices of dispute were emanating from a mansion in the northeast of the Capital City.

This mansion was where Pei Huaian had settled—Green Stone Lane!

He had chosen this place to avoid suspicion.

Because Green Stone Lane was very close to Anji Hall, almost directly adjacent to it, and there weren’t many residents here. Each household had its separate courtyard, making it a perfect place to conceal one’s movements.

"My lord, please be calm, and don’t act rashly," An Shi advised from the side.

Pei Huaian, dressed in dark green brocade clothes, stood there. Even without speaking, the air around him seemed to solidify.

He slightly lifted his eyes, his deep and dark pupils glaring fixedly at An Shi in front of him: "Have you done what I asked you to do?"

"My lord rest assured, your subordinate has already sent the message out as instructed."

"Good," Pei Huaian nodded, "What time is it now?"

On hearing this, An Shi looked at the hourglass on the table: "It’s almost three-quarters past the hour."

Pei Huaian responded and walked towards the back yard.

"My lord..." An Shi quickly followed.

But he had just taken a step when Pei Huaian waved him off: "Leave me be!"

After speaking, he disappeared from view.

An Shi stood stunned for a moment, then sighed, turned, and left the backyard.

That night, a shadow in the darkness landed in Anji Hall, feeling its way to Shao He’s room and slowly advancing toward the bed.

Seeing Shao He lying on the bed, his anxious heart finally settled.

Shao He was immobilized by acupoint sealing, unable to speak or move; he could only desperately signal with his eyes for him to leave quickly, but Pei Huaian did not budge.

Pei Huaian stretched out his hand to gently caress her face, his tender gaze fixed on her pale, dry lips, softly saying, "You’ve lost weight."

Hearing his words filled with regret and pain, tears streamed down Shao He’s cheeks.

Pei Huaian bent down and kissed the tears from the corners of his eyes, whispering, "I’m sorry, I’m late."

Shao He opened his mouth, wanting to tell him that he was fine, but he could not utter a single word.

"Be careful." Just as the acupoints were undone, Shao He saw a figure pouncing towards him in the darkness and reached out to push Pei Huaian away.

However, her reaction was too slow. Pei Huaian had already anticipated it and easily dodged the attack from behind.

The man in the black robe charged again, grappling with Pei Huaian.

The martial arts skills of the man in the black robe were extremely high, and his moves were even more vicious and tricky, but he clearly underestimated Pei Huaian’s strength, and he was quickly defeated.

Taking advantage of the moment the man in the black robe was knocked away, Shao He rushed forward to embrace Pei Huaian: "Run!"

Although Pei Huaian knew who this man was, he still pretended to be startled and, with Shao He’s help, jumped out the window using her momentum.

After they escaped, as the man in the black robe was about to pursue them, a severe pain surged through his chest, causing him to groan and kneel on one knee.

Raising his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, even though Pei Huaian had had the upper hand, he was also seriously injured.

"I didn’t expect you to become so formidable!"

Pei Huaian, holding onto Shao He, sprinted towards a distant place. He did not know where to go, only knowing that they could not stop.

Suddenly, Pei Huaian sharply pulled Shao He to a stop, looking ahead at the assassin that appeared.

"Who are you?"

"I only want her life." The assassin’s gaze shifted to Shao He next to Pei Huaian, as if already predicting his death.

He flipped his right hand, and a dagger appeared in his hand.

Pei Huaian furrowed his brows, protecting Shao He behind him, "Who sent you?"

The assassin gripped the dagger tightly, his toes lightly tapped, leaped forward, and landed in front of them, swinging the dagger towards Shao He.

Feeling the cold gleam of the dagger, Shao He instinctively tightened his grip on Pei Huaian’s arm.