The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

Xiao Qifei and his group drove towards the city. Mo Xiaolong rested his head on Xiao Qifei's lap, his long, thin legs slumped limply on the seat.

After a bumpy two-hour journey, we finally arrived at the First People's Hospital of Z City.

After a thorough examination, the doctor said reproachfully, "How have you family members taken care of the patient? Malnutrition, bedsores, muscle weakness..."

Xiao Chen hurriedly explained, "Doctor, this is our comrade-in-arms. We brought him here specifically for treatment today!"

The examining doctor immediately understood, "Okay, let me tell you about the precautions..."

Mo Xiaolong stayed in the hospital for a week. With the doctor's treatment and the care of Xiao Chen, Xiao Zhao, and Xiao Qifei, Mo Xiaolong recovered and was discharged.

During Xiao Qifei's hospitalization, Xiao Zhao specially bought him a wheelchair, and he often pushed Xiao Zhao around the park near the hospital.

On the day he was discharged from the hospital, Xiao Qifei booked three plane tickets. He, Mo Xiaolong, and Xiao Chen flew back ahead of time.

Xiao Zhao was responsible for driving back.

The moment he stepped out of the airport, Fu Tong was already waiting there. Seeing Mo Xiaolong's thin appearance, his eyes couldn't help but well up with tears.

"Boss, Mo Xiaolong is here to report for duty!" Despite his thin frame, Mo Xiaolong's voice was still strong and clear.

Fu Tong patted his shoulder reassuringly, his heart filled with guilt: "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back!"

He thought to himself that if he could send people to visit him more often, perhaps the situation would be different.

At this moment, however, all language seems so pale and powerless.

After another examination by the military doctor, Mo Xiaolong's health had almost fully recovered.

Fu Tong decided to let him rest for a few more days before the test could begin.

The day arrived quickly. After Mo Xiaolong had breakfast, Fu Tong personally led him to a house.

In the middle of the house was a wooden bathtub, and Mo Xiaolong, wearing shorts, was put into the tub.

Fu Tong took out a porcelain bottle and poured out a pill. "Xiao Long, take this pill. No matter how painful the process is, you must persevere!"

"Yes, sir!" Mo Xiaolong took the pill and swallowed it without hesitation.

When Fu Tong told him that the testing process was extremely painful, he thought he was mentally prepared.

When the pain came, he couldn't help but groan.

His face changed from yellow to red to purple and then to white. Large drops of sweat dripped from his forehead into the bucket, and his hands, gripping the edge of the bucket, trembled incessantly.

"Xiaolong, hang in there, it'll be over soon!" Xiao Qifei, who had already gotten out of the wheelchair, walked up to him and encouraged him.

"Okay!" Mo Xiaolong squeezed out the word from his throat, clenching his teeth tightly, his eyes filled with determination and unyielding expression! The pain lasted for a full hour, but as the pain gradually subsided, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Mo Xiaolong was filled with excitement and joy; he felt his legs reconnect to his body.

"Afei, I can really feel my legs!" His voice trembled, filled with an unprecedented excitement.

For him, this was not just the return of feeling in his legs, but also the beginning of hope for the future.

Xiao Qifei stood beside him, a happy smile on his face.

He knew what this moment meant for Xiaolong. "Xiaolong, congratulations! At this rate, your leg will soon be fully recovered."

Xiao Qifei looked at the bucket and saw that there was only red bruises but no black substance. He concluded that Qin Xian'er had used something else on him. Although he didn't know exactly what it was, he believed that he would have the answer soon.

...

As for Qin Xian'er, Xiao Qifei hadn't returned for several days; they usually communicated by phone.

During this time, Wang Yueyue became a frequent visitor to her room. She not only bought "Lingquan Toner" for herself, but also recommended it to her friends.

At first, Wang Yueyue's friends were skeptical, after all, there are countless toners on the market, but their effects are mediocre.

But seeing Wang Yueyue's gradually improving skin condition, they began to waver.

At Wang Yueyue's suggestion, they decided to try this homemade toner, which costs 10,000 yuan per bottle.

For these wealthy women, ten thousand yuan is as insignificant as spare change.

Soon, four wealthy women placed orders.

Qin Xian'er didn't want to accept the money, but Wang Yueyue's friend gave it to her, so what did it matter? Wang Yueyue insisted on transferring the money.

Qin Xian'er felt that there was no easier way to earn money than this. To express her gratitude, she took out a bottle of "beauty pills" from the drawer and handed it to Wang Yueyue.

"Aunt Yueyue, try this. Take one a day for seven days, and you'll be pleasantly surprised by the results!" Qin Xian'er enthusiastically recommended.

Wang Yueyue curiously fiddled with the porcelain bottle in her hand, and asked in confusion, "Xian'er, what is this?"

"'Beauty pills'! You believe me and I'll give it a try!" Qin Xian'er smiled mysteriously, without offering any further explanation.

She knew that once the name was mentioned, everyone would be able to guess its purpose.

Whether Wang Yueyue uses it or not is no longer within Qin Xian'er's control.

At night, as Wang Yueyue hesitated by the bedside, Xiao Qiang noticed her unease.

"What's wrong?" he asked with concern.

"Xian'er gave me this, and I'm considering whether to give it a try." Wang Yueyue handed the porcelain bottle to Xiao Qiang.

Xiao Qiang examined the delicate little bottle and asked curiously, "What is this?"

"Beauty Pills!"

Xiao Qiang immediately understood and suggested, "If you're worried about safety, you can send it for testing first. Safety first!"

Wang Yueyue suddenly realized, "That's right! How come I didn't think of that? Let's go to sleep first, and go for the test first thing tomorrow morning."

As she spoke, she pulled the covers over herself and quickly drifted off to sleep.

With a look of deep affection, Xiao Qiang gently shook his head, then reached out and turned off the room lights.

As soon as the first rays of morning sunlight streamed into the room, Wang Yueyue woke up, ate breakfast, and got into Xiao Qiang's car on his way to work.

We arrived at the company together.

The Xiao family's generations-long businesses in pharmaceuticals and certain electronic devices have deep-rooted cooperative relationships with the government.

Clutching the porcelain bottle, she hurried toward her family's testing room.

The person who helped Wang Yueyue with the test was Old Chen, a senior pharmacist who had worked at Xiao's Enterprise for many years.

Old Chen received Xiao Qiang's call early on and was waiting at the door of the testing room.

"Sister Yue, the test results are in progress and will take about half an hour. You can go and rest for a while."

Old Chen's voice was full of concern.

Modern technology is quite advanced, and testing can be fully automated. Simply place the sample into the machine, wait half an hour, and the machine will automatically generate the results and print out the test report.