Rebirth of Jinxuan

Lu Jinxuan's heart skipped a beat. Hang'er's eyes felt unfamiliar and terrifying to her. She suddenly recalled Qing Yuan's words: "I will make him understand that in this world, only the strong can survive!" Could it be that Qing Yuan not only instigated Hang'er to kill, but also instilled such a terrible idea in him?

"Hang'er!" Lu Jinxuan squatted down and held Lu Yuhang's shoulders tightly. "Look at your mother! People are not food. We cannot hurt people, let alone eat them! Have you forgotten what your mother taught you?"

Lu Yuhang's eyes struggled, as if resisting something. He looked at the "food" on the ground, then at Lu Jinxuan, and finally lowered his head, whispering, "But, the little beast is hungry..."

"Humans are not food for small beasts," Mo Chenfan said in a deep voice, his tone stern yet trembling slightly. "Hang'er, remember this: humans are the most intelligent of all beings. We cannot live like wild beasts, eating raw meat and drinking blood!"

Lu Yuhang looked up at Mo Chenfan, seemingly startled by his tone, and shrank back into Lu Jinxuan's arms, no longer speaking.

Lu Jinxuan hugged Lu Yuhang with heartache, casting a grateful glance at Mo Chenfan. She knew that Qingyuan's influence on Hang'er couldn't be eliminated overnight, but she would do everything in her power to bring Hang'er back on track.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the road leading to Lu's Medical Clinic, casting long, slender shadows of the group.

In front of the clinic, Mo Chenfan took a step forward and was about to push the door open when suddenly there was a loud bang. A figure flew out of the door and crashed heavily onto Mo Chenfan, causing both of them to fall to the ground.

"Grandpa Qian!" Lu Yuhang exclaimed in surprise, recognizing the person who had been thrown out as Grandpa Qian, who had treated him before.

"Sir, are you alright?" Ignoring his own pain, Mo Chenfan quickly got up and reached out to help Mr. Qian.

Lu Jinxuan also recognized Old Qian. Recalling how Old Qian had treated her wounds without holding a grudge in the dilapidated temple, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

Old Qian was dazed and confused from the fall, and it took him a while to recover. He waved his hand to indicate that he was alright. He raised his head, a flash of anger in his cloudy eyes, and said through gritted teeth, "This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

"Mr. Qian, what happened?" Lu Jinxuan asked with concern.

Old Qian sighed, pointed to the clinic's entrance, and said indignantly, "I kindly lent money to this Lu family clinic to help them get by, but now that their business is doing well, they've turned their backs on me. Not only do they refuse to pay me back, they've also kicked me out!"

The words had barely left his mouth when the clinic door opened again, and a thin young man in a blue robe walked out. He glanced sideways at Old Qian and said sarcastically, "Hey Old Qian, why are you still lingering here? Our manager said this little bit of money is a tribute to him..."

"Old Qian, please don't make things difficult for me," a young apprentice in the clinic poked his head out and said anxiously, "The manager has already called the guards. If you don't leave soon, you might suffer later!"

Old Qian snorted coldly, blew on his white beard, and said, "You kid, you're quite kind-hearted. Fine, I'm old enough not to be afraid of his guards. But you, you'd better leave this place of trouble as soon as possible, lest you get implicated."

The young man wanted to persuade him further, but Old Qian stopped him with a look. He sighed and helplessly retreated back to the clinic.

"Mr. Qian, what exactly is going on?" Lu Jinxuan asked, seeing that Mr. Qian had a kind face and didn't seem like the type to extort money from others.

"Ah, it's a long story," Old Qian sighed. "Wang Chuan, the owner of Lu Family Clinic, suffered a major setback half a year ago when he bought a batch of substandard medicinal herbs, causing his clinic's business to plummet and leaving him with considerable debt. I took pity on him and lent him my life savings, but who knew he would turn his back on me like that, not only refusing to repay the money, but also..."

At this point, Old Qian suddenly paused, his gaze falling on Lu Jinxuan's face, a hint of surprise flashing in his cloudy eyes: "Miss, your injuries...are completely healed?"

Lu Jinxuan smiled slightly and nodded gently.

Old Qian's eyes widened immediately, and he looked Lu Jinxuan up and down in disbelief, as if he had seen something incredible.

“Mother’s injury has long since healed!” Lu Yuhang said proudly from the side, as if he were the one who was injured.

Old Qian took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and looked at Mo Chenfan, asking in confusion, "Young brother, since you have such miraculous pills, why don't you sell them to the medical clinic, instead of taking them to seek medical treatment elsewhere?"

Mo Chenfan shook his head with a wry smile and explained, "Elder Qian, you may not know this, but this pill does not belong to me, but..." He paused, glanced at Lu Jinxuan, and did not continue.

"Oh well, let's not talk about this anymore," Old Qian waved his hand. "Since you're going to the clinic, I'll go in with you and see what tricks Wang Chuan has up his sleeve!"

After saying that, Old Qian, leaning on his cane, walked unsteadily toward the clinic.

Lu Jinxuan and Mo Chenfan exchanged a glance, then led Lu Yuhang to follow.

Inside the clinic, Manager Wang sat behind the counter, sipping tea and listening to his apprentice's report, his face full of pride.

"Shopkeeper, that old man has been sent away," the young waiter said, bowing and scraping. "Don't worry, he'll never dare to bother you again!"

Shopkeeper Wang nodded in satisfaction and was about to say a few words of praise when he suddenly heard footsteps outside the door.

"They've arrived?" A ruthless glint flashed in Manager Wang's eyes, and he sneered, "Let's go, let's go out and meet them!"

After saying that, he got up and went out, only to find that the people standing at the door were not the fierce-looking guards he had imagined, but Lu Jinxuan and her group.

Lu Jinxuan pulled Lu Yuhang along and walked straight to Manager Wang. Her expression was calm as she said, "Manager Wang, we don't have any pills, but..." She paused, her tone suddenly turning icy, "we have over twenty lives on our hands!"

Shopkeeper Wang was taken aback at first, then burst into laughter as if he had heard a joke.

However, his laughter quickly stopped, because he saw Mo Chenfan slowly draw his sword from his waist behind Lu Jinxuan...