After the True Heiress Travels Back-Chapter 36: Never Conceal an Illness from the Doctor

"Huh?"

Cheng Lingdang tugged at Shi Yaoguang’s arm but couldn’t budge it.

She blinked in confusion, then used both hands and gave a hard pull.

Shi Yaoguang remained motionless.

She suddenly became perplexed, "What’s going on?"

She was a bit stronger than the average girl, for example, unbeatable in arm-wrestling contests.

Before she could figure it out, she saw a group of people approaching with great momentum.

The person in the lead was Quan Sicheng.

Cheng Lingdang immediately panicked, "Yaoguang, Yaoguang, what should we do? Quan Sicheng wouldn’t hit a girl, would he?"

Shi Yaoguang casually replied, "With his lack of manners, he probably wouldn’t be gentlemanly."

"Wow~" Cheng Lingdang silently took a step back, "This is a crisis, how can you still be so calm?"

Shi Yaoguang slowly stood up, "Why shouldn’t I be calm?"

"Quan Sicheng is furious!" Cheng Lingdang reminded.

Shi Yaoguang: "I know."

Cheng Lingdang blinked, "Then why aren’t you running?"

Shi Yaoguang counter-questioned, "Why should I run?"

Cheng Lingdang said, "Quan Sicheng is fuming and coming after you to settle the score!"

Shi Yaoguang: "I know that."

Cheng Lingdang repeated her concern, "Then why aren’t you running? Do you want to wait for him to hit you?"

"Of course not." Shi Yaoguang said, standing firm, "I’m not a masochist, why would I wait for someone to hit me?"

"Then why are you still standing here? If you don’t run now, it’ll be too late..." Cheng Lingdang was very anxious.

After spending time together, she had realized that Shi Yaoguang’s claim about Shi Yiqing trying out marriage for her was false.

Since the trial marriage was a lie, then the issue with Quan Sicheng was naturally also a lie.

What man could tolerate being told he was incapable?

Especially when the accusation of being "incapable" was allegedly stated "personally" by Shi Yiqing.

It would be odd if he weren’t angry.

Shi Yaoguang, seeing Cheng Lingdang’s panic, remained calm, "Don’t worry, I won’t let you get hit."

No sooner had she spoken than Quan Sicheng, with a gloomy face, stood in front of her.

"Shi! Yao! Guang!"

He called out her name slowly and emphatically.

Shi Yaoguang looked up and responded in irritation, "Are you taking my words for wind by your ear?"

Quan Sicheng was taken aback, "What?"

Shi Yaoguang took a step closer to him, the corner of her mouth curling up, "Is that how you speak to your elders?"

Quan Sicheng’s face darkened, "You think you can be my elder? Don’t think just because I give you an inch, you can take a mile—"

"Slap!"

Before he could finish his sentence, he received a slap on the face.

"This slap is for showing disrespect to your elders."

"Don’t go too far!" Quan Sicheng said angrily through gritted teeth.

"Slap!"

Another slap followed.

"This slap is for not learning your lesson."

After speaking, Shi Yaoguang leisurely rubbed her wrist.

Quan Sicheng, with a stiff expression, was about to retort when he suddenly received two more slaps from both sides.

"Slap!" "Slap!"

"These two slaps are because I find you disagreeable."

Shi Yaoguang finished speaking and squinted her eyes at him, "Any objections?"

Any objections?

Wasn’t that a rhetorical question?

Quan Sicheng certainly didn’t have the notion of not laying a hand on women. He gathered all his strength, aiming to return the slaps.

Unexpectedly, just as he raised his hand with all his might and was about to hit her face, Shi Yaoguang’s delicate hand effortlessly blocked it.

The spectators had no idea how much force Quan Sicheng had used.

In their eyes, the scene played out like this:

Quan Sicheng came charging aggressively to trouble Shi Yaoguang.

Upon meeting, he was first greeted with four slaps.

He wanted to retaliate, but as he weakly raised his palm, it never reached her face before Shi Yaoguang had seized his wrist.

And then...

Another crisp slap sounded.

This time, it was truly loud and clear.

"Smack—"

The onlookers subconsciously touched their own cheeks.

Wow~ Is Shi Yaoguang too ruthless?

From this short, less than a minute interaction, Shi Yaoguang was indeed a merciless slapping machine!

Cheng Lingdang was also stunned, her mouth agape so wide that, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say, a whole egg could fit in.

"Yaoguang... no, Shi bro! Aren’t you just the coolest?"

She was genuinely impressed by Shi Yaoguang’s actions.

Since Yaoguang was so cool, it wasn’t too much to call her bro, right?

"I don’t care, Shi bro, you’re my goddess from now on!"

She clasped her hands together under her chin, her pigtails swinging as she wore a look of admiration.

Shi Yaoguang seemed helpless, "It’s not that exaggerated."

"Who says it’s not? It absolutely is exaggerated!"

After saying that, Cheng Lingdang egged on, "You all think so, right?"

The crowd watching solemnly echoed: "Yes!"

In the intense atmosphere, Shi Yaoguang became the star surrounded by the moon.

In contrast, there was Quan Sicheng, who had been slapped five times in a row.

The onlookers weren’t clear on the details, but as the victim, he could vividly feel the damage he had sustained.

The first four slaps from Shi Yaoguang had a normal strength.

That last retaliatory one almost knocked his teeth out.

He even faintly tasted blood in his mouth.

"You... how come you’re so strong?"

Quan Sicheng couldn’t help but blurt out, unaware that his tone carried a hint of grievance.

Shi Yaoguang twisted her wrist, and he thought she was going to hit him again, instinctively stepping back.

"What are you dodging for? I’m not hitting you."

Shi Yaoguang said with feigned helplessness: "I was just exercising my wrist."

Quan Sicheng: "..."

Yeah, right.

Shi Yaoguang raised an eyebrow, her eyes smiling as she asked, "What’s with that look? Don’t tell me you’re not convinced?"

Quan Sicheng really wanted to respond with defiance, go ahead if you dare, but he didn’t dare.

"I... I’m not."

Shi Yaoguang clicked her tongue, "Haven’t had your meal?"

"Huh?" he responded with a bewildered expression.

Cheng Lingdang couldn’t hold back her laughter at his dumbfounded look: "What Shi bro means is, is your voice so low because you haven’t eaten?"

Quan Sicheng: "..."

Shi Yaoguang didn’t need him to submit to her again in that moment, after all... there would be plenty of chances for that in the future.

She sized him up and down, her tone laden with meaning, "How’s your health?"

At her words, the ears of the onlookers perked up.

Quan Sicheng didn’t expect that she, the instigator of all this, would dare bring it up, and his face immediately darkened.

Shi Yaoguang gave him a look of sympathy, stepping forward until she was half an arm’s length from him, then stopping.

Quan Sicheng watched her warily.

She raised her hand, patting his shoulder.

Then, with a tone full of maternal care, she said, "Even though you’re not my own son, as your mother, I’m still very concerned about you."

"It’s okay to have health issues; we’re living in modern times, you must never conceal an illness or avoid treatment, okay?"

It’s okay to have health issues...

You must never conceal an illness or avoid treatment...

Never conceal an illness or avoid treatment...

Conceal an illness or avoid treatment...

These words looped endlessly in Quan Sicheng’s mind, solidifying the rumors about his incompetence.