Mr. Popular Is Being Targeted Yet Again Chapter 57

Chapter 57: Did They… Could They Have Done That to You…

Jiang Qing had just finished calling the hotel to send up breakfast when his phone rang again.

“Qingqing, Qingqing, Qingqing!!! What the hell happened to you!!! I’m coming right now!!!” The male voice on the phone was so urgent it was almost cracking.

Jiang Qing frowned slightly, moving the phone a bit away from his ear. Once the voice on the other end calmed down a bit, he spoke calmly:

“Xie Yunran, calm down. I’m fine. I sent you the address. Just tell the front desk that I sent you when you arrive; I’ve already spoken to them.”

“Qingqing!!!…” The other end clearly had more to say, but Jiang Qing hung up directly.

Xie Yunran was his senior from university and a star figure in the medical school. After graduating, he opened a high-end private clinic. He had top-tier skills and a mysterious background, but his personality was… a bit too passionate and outgoing, especially when it came to his over-the-top concern for his “junior.”

Not long after, the doorbell rang again, earlier than the estimated delivery time for the food.

Jiang Qing opened the door. Standing outside wasn’t a hotel waiter but a man in a trench coat. He was carrying a medical bag. Seeing Jiang Qing standing at the door safe and sound, he clearly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes quickly scanning Jiang Qing from head to toe as if performing a preliminary diagnosis.

“Doctor Xie, that was fast.” Jiang Qing stepped aside to let him in.

“How could I not be fast?!” Xie Yunran strode into the room and closed the door behind him, his voice lowering.

“What exactly happened?”

“It’s… a bit of a complicated situation. My two younger brothers were sabotaged and drugged.”

“……?”

“Then… they… huh??” Xie Yunran’s voice faltered as an absurd thought uncontrollably popped into his head. Combined with the things he had noticed on Jiang Qing as soon as he entered…

Under the slightly messy strands of hair, a glimpse of [Redacted] behind the side of the neck… When the cuffs were rolled up, several faint [Redacted] on the wrist… and the weariness in his eyes, a mix of fatigue and some complex emotion…

“…Did those two… could they have… [Redacted]…”

“….”

Jiang Qing was clearly unwilling to say more, giving the other party a direct look.

“…….”

It’s over.

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That was the only thought left in Xie Yunran’s head.

The main reason Jiang Qing called Xie Yunran instead of someone else was that he trusted this friend and knew he wouldn’t talk.

Xie Yunran indeed knew why Jiang Qing would call him instead of the Jiang family’s private doctor or other channels. If even a hint of this leaked out, the consequences would be unimaginable. Only someone like him—who was on the edge of the circle, had a clean background, kept secrets absolutely, and had a personal relationship with Jiang Qing—was the most suitable choice.

“They’re inside?” Xie Yunran tilted his chin toward the master bedroom. “I’ll check their condition first.”

“Mm,” Jiang Qing nodded without further words, leading the way.

Entering the master bedroom and seeing Jiang Limu and Su Lin sitting side-by-side on the edge of the bed—their faces pale yet carrying an unnatural flush—Xie Yunran let out another internal exclamation.

These two kids… no wonder…

Xie Yunran forced his straying thoughts back. “Young masters, don’t be nervous. I’m a doctor and Jiang Qing’s friend. Come, let’s do a simple checkup first to ensure you’re physically fine.”

His examination was more detailed and cautious than usual. He didn’t just focus on standard physiological indicators; he was particularly observant of whether there were any abnormal [Redacted] or other marks that might point to [Redacted] on their bodies. Luckily, aside from some normal reactions caused by the drug’s effects and some [Redacted] that looked more like they were caused by their own struggles or accidents, no other suspicious injuries were found.

After the examination, Xie Yunran signaled Jiang Qing to talk in the living room.

“Physically, there’s no major problem. The drug has mostly been metabolized. They’re just a bit weak and emotionally unstable. Psychologically…” He glanced at the closed bedroom door and lowered his voice. “The shock must be quite large, especially after such an… uh, special experience. It will take time and patience to recover; please take more care.”

Jiang Qing nodded.

“Also,” Xie Yunran pulled several tubes of ointment and a bottle of spray from his bag and handed them to Jiang Qing. “These are for your brothers, topical use to relieve discomfort. This spray has a mild sedative and calming effect; they can use it if they have trouble sleeping at night.” He separately pulled out a small silver tube and pressed it into Jiang Qing’s hand, his gaze meaningful. “This one… is specifically for all kinds of… ‘special’ skin damage. It heals fast and leaves no marks. Use it yourself.”

Looking at the tube of ointment in his hand, Jiang Qing’s lip twitched, but he silently tucked it away.

“I’ll take the samples back for analysis and let you know the results immediately.” Xie Yunran picked up his bag, reached the door, then turned back and patted Jiang Qing’s shoulder, his tone unusually serious. “Qingqing, this matter… isn’t simple.” He paused. “Take care of yourself and take care of them. Contact me anytime if you need anything.”

After seeing Xie Yunran off, Jiang Qing stood in the empty living room, still holding the cool tube of ointment.

He naturally knew this matter wasn’t simple. A plot against both the new and old young masters of the Jiang family involved interests and grudges that were likely deeper than he had imagined.

Jiang Qing had hurriedly told Jiang Yu last night that he, Jiang Limu, and Su Lin were resting at the house Jiang Yu had given him, signaling the other not to worry. Only now did he have time to properly check his messages.

Jiang Qing was a bit conflicted about whether to tell Jiang Yu about this. What would he say? Tell him that your three younger brothers [Redacted]?

After a moment of thought, Jiang Qing’s finger hovered over the screen for a few seconds before he quickly typed a reply.