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The woman seemed to have something to say, but it was merely the scheming in the Rear Courtyard; she thought everyone wouldn't catch on. Qi Xiaomian kept the lady's disappearance in mind and asked, "Do you have anything to tell us about the Great Fire?"
The woman appeared to be lost in thought. After about half a tea time, she shuddered and began to cry. "So many people died in that Great Fire," she sobbed.
She spoke less than ten words before crying for nearly half a tea time again. "Mei Sister is dead, Sister Qiao is dead, and even my Pug has died." Then she cried some more.
This back-and-forth of crying and speaking continued for over two hours, yet no important information was revealed during that time. Throughout this, Qi Xiaomian showed no signs of impatience, occasionally sipping tea with a relaxed demeanor. Meanwhile, the woman's eyes were restless; she would glance at Qi Xiaomian one moment and steal a look at Ouyang Jun the next.
As for Sang Qingxiao, the woman had only cast a disdainful glance at her at the beginning and then ignored her completely. Perhaps she felt that Sang Qingxiao was just like her, merely accompanying the men, or even worse off—at least she had a title.
When the woman fell silent, no one else spoke up. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became tense, putting pressure on her. She frequently stole glances at Ouyang Jun but received no response.
Seeing that enough time had passed, Qi Xiaomian suddenly asked, "Where was the point of origin for the fire?"
The woman instinctively began to respond when—
Cough! Cough! Cough!
Ouyang Jun suddenly erupted into a fit of coughing from his bed, perfectly drowning out what the woman was about to say. He coughed violently and spat out several mouthfuls of blood.
Whether intentional or not, he managed to spit some onto Qi Xiaomian's boots, staining them considerably.
The door was quickly pushed open, and doctors from Tongji Hall rushed in—a portion hurried to Ouyang Jun's bedside while others grabbed Qi Xiaomian and began to scold him.
This scene seemed rehearsed; it appeared chaotic but held deeper meaning beneath its surface. The two were pushed outside, and as they reached the entrance of Tongji Hall, one doctor casually remarked about how long they had been talking with someone so gravely ill that it had caused him to cough up blood.
From this incident, onlookers gleaned two pieces of information: first, that Qi Xiaomian not only met with Ouyang Jun but also conversed with him for quite some time.
Yes, Ouyang Jun's condition has worsened and he is currently undergoing emergency treatment. Regardless of whether he lives or dies, it seems that he will not be seen in the coming days.
According to reliable sources, the other severely injured men from the Ouyang Family are all in a coma, and the only one conscious, Ouyang Jun, has not seen anyone except Qi Xiaomian. Now, with Ouyang Jun's condition deteriorating, it appears that only Qi Xiaomian has some insight into the situation.
"You've been set up," Sang Qingxiao laughed.
This sudden turn of events did not affect Qi Xiaomian's mood; he smiled and replied, "Are you reveling in this?"
He simply found the scene rather amusing. Old Vine had just observed Ouyang Jun's appearance and was about seventy percent sure that his injuries were not severe. Qi Xiaomian also remarked that this old fellow had clearly forced out a few mouthfuls of blood using his internal energy, and he hadn’t even tried to hide it; he was not worried about Qi Xiaomian knowing at all.
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