Chapter 108: Tachycardia
‘In my hands’, ‘personally’, ‘inject it into your body’… each of her words, like sharp thorns, invaded Qin Yanzhou’s body, making his scalp tingle and his breathing grow rapid. His body trembled slightly as if having a stress response.
He removed his gloves almost instantly to check the reaction.
There was nothing.
His expression dazed slightly.
How could this be?
The butler was angered by her words. “Miss, I suggest you go speak with your government first before coming back—”
Before he could finish, he saw the Patriarch actually turn and walk toward her?
He… he had never been able to be in contact with females, right? Not a trace of a female’s presence or scent could appear within a hundred meters of his living area. And now?
Could he be going to “deal” with her?
The Central Star system was a massive existence in the Interstellar, with many excellent S-grade males and battle-hardened officers, especially the renowned SS-grade God of War, Admiral Asilan.
He heard that the Royal family had also recently produced a top SS-grade combat-power male—the Crown Prince.
Each was a force to be reckoned with.
If the Patriarch harmed their most precious female—especially one so excellent and beautiful—it would surely trigger a frenzy of revenge. By then, it wouldn’t be as easy to settle as that incident from over ten years ago.
The butler was about to offer a warning when he saw… the Patriarch actually take a seat in front of the young girl on his own initiative?
How… how was this possible?!
Su Miantang breathed a slight sigh of relief seeing him change his mind.
It saved a lot of trouble.
She opened the toolkit, put on her gloves, and began the sampling process, only to find… although the man sat across from her, he hadn’t looked at her once from beginning to end.
It was as if every minute and second he spent here, he was forcibly restraining his own disgust.
She didn’t look at him either, taking out the sterile vacuum tube and needle to prepare for drawing blood.
“Mr. Qin, please extend your arm.”
Qin Yanzhou’s body stiffened, and he made no move for a long time.
Su Miantang thought he was struggling over which hand to use.
“Left hand.”
At her words, the man slowly extended his left hand. Miraculously, he found he still felt nothing.
The butler watched from the side as if seeing a fairy tale, rubbing his eyes in disbelief. When had the Patriarch ever been so obedient to someone else?
Especially when the other party was a female!
“Please remove your glove and roll up your sleeve to expose the skin at your wrist.”
Knowing he hated her, she tried to verbalize all the steps to avoid contact with him. She hadn’t expected that a simple sentence would cause such an abnormal reaction in him. A dark light flashed through his eyes for a split second, as if she had made an incredibly excessive request.
“Just draw it like this.”
He spoke, his voice cold and magnetic.
“???”
Su Miantang’s head was full of question marks.
After doing research for so many years, this was the first time she had heard such an unreasonable request.
Drawing blood through clothes?
What kind of weird fetish was this?
Not to mention it was unhygienic, how was she supposed to find a vein? Did he think she was a Golden Retriever with X-ray vision?
“Sorry, I can’t see your vein like this.”
“Then change—”
“Fine!” Hearing that he wanted to change people again, Su Miantang quickly interrupted. “I’ll try.”
Truly, as her colleagues said, he was a difficult plutocrat’s son—not only did he like making things hard for people, but his personality was also temperamental and unpredictable…
She lowered her head and held her breath. Relying on years of experience and intuition, she slowly pushed the needle through his clothes toward his wrist.
The first time, she failed.
It was normal, after all, this was delicate work and she was blind.
She comforted herself in her heart, retracted the needle, and pushed it a second time. Failed again.
Third time, failed.
Fourth time, failed.
Fifth time…
She didn’t know how many times she had poked him. The reception hall was silent without a sound, but Su Miantang was completely panicked, and her breathing gradually grew disordered. Because compared to drawing blood, she looked more like a murderer right now.
Behind the man stood a group of tall thugs carrying weapons and guns. With just one order, they could execute her on the spot.
The reason the hall was silent was that everyone was stunned.
The Patriarch actually allowed a female to poke him like this? It was like poking a lifeless scarecrow; no matter how many needles there were, he didn’t seem to feel any pain.
“I’m sorry.”
To prevent herself from being shot in the head.
Su Miantang quickly apologized. From her absolute confidence earlier, she gradually grew so ashamed she didn’t even dare look up at him.
“My primary job is a researcher, not a doctor, so I’m not very familiar with the business of drawing blood, let alone through clothes.”
He made no sound, his expression invisible and his thoughts unreadable.
He probably hadn’t developed any murderous intent yet.
Su Miantang summoned her courage and tried to push the needle again.
She’s… she’s still going?
The experimental subject who had been poked into a sieve still hadn’t reacted, but the butler was beginning to find it hard to watch.
The Patriarch possessed a body of ten thousand gold, noble and supreme—how could he allow a tiny female to poke him blindly like this, needle after needle? How painful it must be.
Yet, the Patriarch issued no orders.
Qin Yanzhou’s expression was as calm as a windless lake. Not only did he not feel a hint of pain, but he also took advantage of the young girl’s lowered head to slowly look at her. His dark eyes, which were slightly dazed, held countless doubts and inquiries.
Why didn’t she get angry when he made such an unreasonable request? Instead, she agreed? Afraid she had hurt him, she even apologized to him?
Werent females all extremely selfish, willful, base, unreasonable, and prone to doing whatever they wanted? Just like the ones he had met before, just like the one from over ten years ago.
Those ordinary ones were like that.
But she…
Su Miantang, who had failed her needle push for the umpteenth time, already faintly felt the agitation of the butler and bodyguards beside her. Each of them wished they could pull out a gun and press it against her forehead.
“I thought of a great way!”
She suddenly raised her head with high spirits. Her radiant amber eyes, like a brilliant morning sun, suddenly burst into the man’s cold and deep gaze, causing his mind to reel. His pupils constricted for a moment before he quickly and flusteredly looked away.
It was as if he had been caught red-handed.
Su Miantang: “…” This reaction, looking as if he had suddenly seen a ghost—did he hate her that much?
“Mr. Qin, I’ve thought of a way to quickly find the vein. May I use it on you?”
Qin Yanzhou didn’t respond, as if he hadn’t heard. He only felt his heart ‘thump-thump’, ‘thump-thump-thump’, ‘thump-thump-thump-thump’ inside his left chest—it was getting faster and heavier with each beat. He slowly raised his hand to press against it. Was this also… a stress response?
Without a rebuttal, she took it as his consent.
Su Miantang pulled his hand toward her.
With a buzz, the moment her fingertips gripped the man’s glove, Qin Yanzhou’s brain instantly went blank. He completely lost his ability to think, and his heavy, fast heartbeat became incredibly disordered.
A… female had touched him.
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