The Female Supporting Character in Quick Transmigration is Making a Comeback

Qi Moru received a phone call from Kyoto while she was at the commune; it was bad news.

The institute's director, who was also his mentor, suffered a brain injury and fell into a coma. After examination, doctors determined that his condition was extremely dangerous.

Dean Lin is almost 60 years old, and as Dean Lin's last disciple, he definitely has to go back.

Dean Lin has an important research project in which he also participated. Now, the higher-ups have summoned him back to see if he can salvage the research.

Qi Moru could have driven directly from the commune with Chen Lin, but he thought he should at least come and say goodbye to his grandparents and the little girl.

So he asked Chen Lin to wait for him at the village entrance, and then he came alone. He had already visited his maternal grandparents.

Only the little girl remained; he wasn't sure if He Xian'er was asleep.

He mentally counted to 50, and if the girl didn't open the door, he would leave.

As he counted to 20, there was a creak, and the door opened.

"Qi Moru, it's so late, what's the matter?" A familiar voice asked.

Upon seeing the person clearly, Qi Moru's eyes narrowed, a hint of amazement appearing in them. The person standing before her...

Her long, ink-black hair cascaded over her shoulders, her skin was as white as porcelain, her oval face glowed with a healthy rosy hue, her eyes were dark, her eyelashes were long, and her lips were as small as cherry blossoms, making her look like a goddess under the moon.

"What's wrong? Are you staring in a daze?" He Xian'er then realized that she hadn't concealed her appearance.

Qi Moru felt a little embarrassed. This was the real her. She was glad she had said goodbye, otherwise she would never have discovered this other side of her.

"Xian'er, I have to return to the capital tonight. I've come to say goodbye!"

He Xian'er's expression confirmed her suspicions. "Okay, then drive carefully, see you next time!"

Qi Moru felt a pang of reluctance and couldn't help but explain, "My mentor suffered a brain injury, so..."

He Xian'er was surprised. Another brain injury? What a coincidence! "Wait a minute, I'll go get something for you!"

He Xian'er returned to her room and redeemed a "Brain Damage Replenishing Pill" from the shop.

Then he took the "Longevity Pill" from the bracelet's space, wrote down its effects and how to take it on a piece of paper, and put it in a cloth bag.

“Here, take this. Your mentor might need it,” He Xian’er handed him the cloth bag.

Qi Moru hugged her tightly. "Wait for me to come back. I have something to tell you."

After saying that, he released He Xian'er, packed the cloth bag, and left without looking back.

It wasn't that he didn't want to turn back; he was afraid that once he turned back, he wouldn't want to leave.

...

Qi Moru and Chen Lin drove through the night, taking turns driving, and returned to Dadu on the afternoon of the third day.

The two of them, travel-worn and exhausted, quickly returned to their dormitory, took a quick shower, changed their clothes, and rushed to the hospital without even having time to eat anything.

In the small ward, Dean Lin lay quietly on the bed, with a breathing aid hanging from his nose.

When Qi Moru arrived, his teacher's wife, Madam Luo, couldn't help but say to him, "Xiaoru, you're back. Your teacher may not have much time left!"

As she spoke, Madam Luo couldn't help but burst into tears.

“Master’s wife, don’t cry. There must be a way. I’ll go find the doctor to find out what’s going on.”

Qi Moru found a doctor, who told him that Dean Lin had fallen while conducting an experiment, hitting his head on the corner of a table, which caused a brain hemorrhage.

There are two options: one is surgery, but there's no guarantee the patient will survive the operation.

Another option is conservative treatment, but there is no guarantee when the patient will regain consciousness.

No matter which option you choose, it will be disadvantageous; no matter which option you choose, it will be a disaster.

Qi Moru remembered what He Xian'er had given her, and decided to wait until everyone had left before looking at it.

Qi Moru persuaded Madam Luo to go back and rest, and told them that he would keep watch tonight.

In the middle of the night, Qi Moru, who had already leaned back in her chair to rest, opened her eyes. By the light filtering through the corridor...

He opened the cloth bag that He Xian'er had given him.

There were only two things inside: two pills in a small, transparent box. Qi Moru had never seen such a box before in her life.

There was also a note with neat handwriting that read: "These two pills, the larger one is 'Brain Damage Repair Pill,' which is for brain damage, has no toxic side effects, and takes effect within 1 hour after taking it."

The two smaller ones are "Longevity Pills," which, as the name suggests, can extend one's lifespan by 10 years. I hope this helps.

Qi Moru could hardly believe his eyes; he had never heard of such a medicine existing in the world.

He believed more in He Xian'er's mystery, and he was struggling internally.

A voice said, "Xian'er wouldn't lie to me, why don't you give it a try?"

Another voice said, "Although Xian'er doesn't lie, the teacher's body can't withstand any more abuse."

"So, if we don't try, are we just going to let the teacher die?"

"What if something happens to the teacher after we try it?"

Qi Moru felt like he was going crazy; he just couldn't bring himself to make this decision.

As dawn broke, Madam Luo arrived at the ward early, looking haggard, indicating that she hadn't slept well.

He gave Qi Moru a forced greeting, then sat on the edge of the bed, holding Dean Lin's hand in silence.

This oppressive atmosphere continued until the attending physician arrived. The attending physician, surnamed Guo, was the head of the neurology department at the hospital.

"Madam Luo, we must choose a plan today so that we can prepare accordingly."

Dr. Guo issued an ultimatum; he also understood the importance of Dean Lin.

More than once, people from above came to urge him to do his best to save the patient. It wasn't that he didn't want to, but the current medical resources were limited, and he was like a skilled cook without ingredients.

Qi Moru felt it was necessary to let Old Madam Luo know about the medicine. "Director Guo, let me discuss it with my teacher's wife first, and I will give you an answer this afternoon."

After the doctor left, Qi Moru pulled up a chair and sat down next to Madam Luo.

"Madam, I have a medicine here that has no toxic side effects and can save your teacher, but I don't know if you believe it!"

As if seeing a savior, Old Madam Luo grabbed his arm, "Xiaoru, what medicine is it? Quickly, get it out!"

Qi Moru took out the "Brain Damage Remedy Pill" as instructed. "Teacher's wife, this is the pill. It will take effect one hour after taking it."

Madam Luo took it, but couldn't see anything through the transparent box. "Where did this come from?"

Qi Moru looked troubled and lowered his head, saying, "Master's wife, please forgive me for not being able to tell you the origin of this medicine."

"Okay, Xiaoru, your teacher's wife knows you're a good child. I believe in you. No matter what the outcome, I'll take responsibility for it myself."

When Madam Luo saw her husband of 40 years lying unconscious in bed, she wished she were the one who had been injured.

If he doesn't survive, I'm afraid I'll have to go with him.

"Okay, if anything really happens, I will confess to the hospital and accept the punishment I deserve."

Qi Moru opened the box, pried open Dean Lin's mouth, and stuffed the pill into his mouth. Just as he was about to look for water, he discovered that the pill melted in his mouth.

The waiting time was always agonizing. As time ticked by, Qi Moru grew increasingly anxious as the hour drew closer.

finally…