Defrosting The Cold Young Master-Chapter 928 - 932 Fear

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Chapter 928: Chapter 932 Fear

Chapter 928 -932 Fear

He didn’t know what sins he had committed in his last life to have sired such a son.

Having such a son was truly worse than having a piece of barbecued pork.

He called out to Xie Yunlin, “Xiao Lin, come here, quick, take Momo to the hospital.”

“No way!” Xie Jinfei pulled Xie Yunlin behind him and said indignantly, “She wanted to kill our sister with a poisonous snake? Why should we take her to the hospital? What if she tries something against us while we’re holding her?”

“Can’t you do it just to save me from dying of anger?” Senior Master Xie’s face drained of all color as he said, “Do you really have to be happy only after you’ve killed me with anger?”

Xie Yunlin pursed his lips, brushed aside Xie Jinfei who was blocking him, and said, “Let it go, don’t make Grandpa angry.”

His grandfather was unlucky enough.

A foolish son and a venomous granddaughter.

His grandfather must have wiped out Xie Wenhui’s entire family in his last life, for Wenhui to be reborn as his grandchild’s son in this one.

As he was about to pick up Xie Yumo, Xie Jinfei pushed him back and rushed forward to hold Xie Yumo in his arms, striding out as he muttered, “I’ll do it, if she’s still going to hurt people, let her hurt me. You’re more capable than me, brother, you can’t die by her hand.”

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Senior Master Xie was so angry he couldn’t speak.

Xie Yunlin didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.

Although he thought his own brother was a bit foolish, he was still touched by his brother’s protective intentions.

He quickly followed, watching from the side, just in case, lest his brother really get harmed by Xie Yumo.

In fact, they were over-worried. Even if Xie Yumo still wanted to harm others, she no longer had the strength to do so.

She despised Ye Xingbei’s family for disfiguring her and slipped away from the bodyguard that Senior Master Xie had assigned to her for protection—or rather, for surveillance. She went to the black market and bought the most venomous snake.

Day and night, she thought about how to get revenge on Ye Xingbei and Lingyue. The method involving poisonous snakes had been conceived countless times in her mind.

She had long since investigated the black market for selling poisonous snakes, just waiting for Ye Xingbei and Lingyue to appear before her.

Ye Xingbei and Gu Junzhu had come to visit, and Senior Master Xie had originally intended to keep it a secret from her.

But she accidentally overheard from her grandmother and Jiao Tao’s conversation.

At last, she had the opportunity to carry out her plan.

She thought her life was already ruined and she had nothing left to lose.

After all, even if she killed someone, she wouldn’t be put to death; at most, she’d suffer a beating for killing them all with a few poisonous snakes.

She was not afraid.

But after being bitten by the poisonous snake, she realized she still had things to lose.

Like her intact body.

Like her life.

The trafficker who sold her the poisonous snakes had explained to her in detail just how venomous those snakes were.

The snake dealer had said that if the venom was serious and not treated in time, it could be fatal.

If it accidentally bit a limb and there was no antidote nearby, the only way to save one’s life would be to amputate the limb.

If it bit near the heart or head, there was virtually no chance of survival.

And she had been bitten on the arm.

She could feel her left arm swiftly going numb, and she trembled in terror.

She did not want an amputation.

She did not want to die.

But the development of events does not shift according to one’s will.

When she was taken to the hospital, the doctor examined her and regretfully stated that it was too late: they could only save her life by amputating the limb.

Upon hearing the doctor’s words, Xie Yumo cried out “No” in a piercing shriek and then fainted.

Senior Master Xie’s face was ashen, and he numbly took the pen from the nurse’s hand and signed the surgical informed consent form.