Taming The Hidden Bigshot By Kissing Him-Chapter 651 Huo Xingzhou is in Trouble

Lu Yingxue looks like this woman surnamed Cheng?

Qiao Xi stared intently at the woman lying on the hospital bed. Her cheeks were gaunt, with prominent cheekbones.

There was no resemblance to Lu Yingxue at all.

Old Chen noticed her puzzled expression and explained, "Look at the curvature of her brow bone, and this face shape—don’t you think she resembles Lu Yingxue? We analyze bone structure here, the proportions of the three sections of the face and the two eyes. If she gained some weight, her flesh would puff out and resemble Lu Yingxue even more."

Old Chen pointed at the woman on the bed and continued his detailed analysis of her skull with Qiao Xi.

Qiao Xi felt tingling in her fingers.

"But she’s clearly..."

How could she be connected to Lu Yingxue?

If this woman was Grandpa Cheng’s daughter, wouldn’t she be an enemy of the Lu Family?

Qiao Xi’s heart was in turmoil. She reassured herself.

Perhaps looking similar doesn’t necessarily mean anything!

"Old Chen, maybe we shouldn’t be jumping to conclusions."

"Young Madam, but this person is being closely watched by the Lu Family. Don’t you find it strange? What if Lu Yingxue really is related to her?"

Judging by their ages, it might very well be a mother-daughter relationship.

Qiao Xi swallowed hard. "Lu Yingxue’s mother was the daughter of the He Family—the family known for generations of artifact restoration work at the museum. How could it possibly be her? If she really is..."

Then would that mean Lu Yingxue is an illegitimate child?

"Young Madam, we can verify it to know for certain." Old Chen stepped forward and carefully collected a few strands of hair from the woman’s pillow, slipping them into his pocket.

Rather than speculating here, it’s better to find proof.

"Young Madam, you have plenty of chances to meet Lu Yingxue. You can find a way to obtain a few strands of her hair, and then we’ll know the truth. If the famed ’Imperial Capital’s Female Hua Tuo’ turns out to be an illegitimate child, the Lu Family’s reputation will take a heavy hit!"

This father-daughter pair values their reputation above all else.

Qiao Xi nodded. "Alright, I’ll find an opportunity to get Lu Yingxue’s hair."

She turned to Old Chen. "Thank goodness you sneaked in today. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have discovered this clue at all. Lu Bannong might really be hiding some earth-shattering secrets."

Old Chen chuckled, "I just have a knack for learning these tricks."

Qiao Xi took a deep breath to calm herself and checked the pulse of the woman on the bed.

Her pulse was the same as before—there was no improvement. The endless days of sleeping would cause her brain function to deteriorate gradually, making her forget many things.

She might experience symptoms of amnesia or even die in her sleep.

"Old Chen, check this room thoroughly again to see if there are any surveillance or listening devices."

"Got it, Young Madam."

Actually, Old Chen had given the room a rough inspection when he first entered. Hearing Qiao Xi’s instructions, he realized she might be about to reveal something she didn’t usually show to others, so he seriously conducted a meticulous search.

"Young Madam, this room seems quite secure."

"Alright."

Qiao Xi’s expression shifted slightly as she pulled out a needle kit from her bag.

A row of long needles unfolded, gleaming coldly.

She picked up one of the needles.

Quickly inserted it!

In front of trusted people, she didn’t hold back.

She used the Spiritual Pivot Nine Needles.

She hadn’t fully mastered the set yet.

Soon enough, the important acupoints on the woman’s head were all inserted with long needles.

Qiao Xi sat nearby, carefully examining her face again.

She suddenly asked, "Old Chen, do you think she resembles Grandpa Cheng?"

"Not much."

Old Chen thought that if this woman resembled Mr. Cheng, she would have masculine features and appear rugged, making it hard for her to find a husband.

Qiao Xi nodded thoughtfully.

Was this woman a trap, or just an accident?

If Lu Bannong truly didn’t want anyone discovering her identity, why would he make her the final challenge of the Needle Trial?

She couldn’t see through it.

Qiao Xi sat in the hospital room, lost in thought.

When half an hour had passed, she directly removed the needles and packed everything up.

She paused, then took out her phone and recorded a video of the woman.

She planned to show the video to Grandpa Cheng later to let him decide whether this was his daughter.

"Old Chen, let’s go home."

"Alright."

Old Chen walked ahead and opened the door for Qiao Xi.

As the two left, the woman lying on the bed slightly trembled her eyelashes.

Unfortunately, Qiao Xi didn’t notice.

When she and Old Chen reached the main entrance of the Bell Tower, the security staff saw Old Chen and stammered, "You... How did you even get in! You violated the rules..."

Old Chen laughed heartily, "Your security measures are too weak. I could sneak in by simply scaling the wall. Don’t bother with superficial protections next time..."

Old Chen’s merciless taunting made the guard’s face flush red, leaving him at a loss for words.

Qiao Xi’s voice carried a hint of amusement, "Old Chen, let’s not waste time here."

"Understood, Young Madam."

Feeling quite pleased, Old Chen headed to the parking lot to get the car when his phone began ringing frantically.

It was like a death knell.

Old Chen picked up the phone and saw it was Sun Weimeng. He answered casually, "Hey, Young Master Sun, which troublemaker have you offended again? Need me to come help?"

"Old Chen, no time for jokes! Huo Xingzhou has been stabbed! He’s being rushed to the hospital by an ambulance now!"

Old Chen’s face changed dramatically. "What!"

"Imperial Capital First People’s Hospital, get here now! I can’t talk further; I’m in the ambulance!"

Sun Weimeng hung up the phone abruptly.

Old Chen’s lips quivered as he turned to Qiao Xi with panic. "Young Madam, Young Master has been stabbed!"

Damn it!

He thought his twitching eyelids had warned him of someone scheming against Young Madam.

Turns out, all the twitching was about Young Master running into trouble!

Qiao Xi felt a buzzing in her head, as if her ears couldn’t catch a single sound.

Pain gripped her chest, twisting her heart into knots.

She stood frozen, her entire body as stiff as if submerged in icy water.

Instinctively, she asked.

"Where is he?"

"Is he badly hurt? Who did this?"

"Old Chen, hurry and drive!"

Old Chen snapped out of his daze. "Oh, oh! I’m on it!"

He broke into a sprint, moving like the wind. His heart raced wildly, praying nothing catastrophic would happen.

The last time Young Master got hurt, Old Chen wasn’t around, and his eyelids twitched all day.

That time, Young Master barely escaped death at Ghost Gate Pass.

This time... please, nothing worse!

...

A black Rolls-Royce cruised through the bustling streets of the Imperial Capital.

The inner city roads were crowded.

Qiao Xi was consumed with anxiety, watching as the car moved at a snail’s pace.

She picked up her phone and dialed Huo Xingzhou’s number, but there was no answer.

Then she called Sun Weimeng’s number, but it was turned off.

No one was reachable.

Qiao Xi’s fingers trembled uncontrollably.

Old Chen wasn’t calm either; he almost ran a red light.

Never had he been so exasperated by the Imperial Capital’s traffic.

More than an hour later, the car finally made its halting way to the Imperial Capital First People’s Hospital.