Chapter 931: Memories Restored

Translator: CokeZero Editor: Rainystars

Qiao Qing rushed over to He Wanqing and checked on her vitals right away.

After she made sure that there were no fatal injuries, she sighed in relief.

“Lang Yin, go get my scissors.”

Lang Yin was already moving to get her medical kit before this so he was ready to hand her the scissors right away.

“Dad, can you hold onto mom: Stay still and don’t move her.”

Afterward, Qiao Qing cut open He Wanqing’s shirt.

Quan Zexi did what he was told while doing his best not to shake. His eyes were now bloodshot as he stared at He Wanqing, “Why are you still so stupid? I’ve been treating you so awfully these past few days yet you still try to save me without a second thought?”
Qiao Qing paused for a second at those words before she continued to operate on her mom.

He Wanging on the other hand, excitedly grabbed Quan Zexi’s arm. She lifted her head, “You remember? Your memories came back?!”

Qiao Qing, “Mom, don’t move!”

Quan Zexi grabbed He Wanqing’s hand, “Yes, I remember now. I remember everything now. I am so sorry. I did both of you wrong.”

Qi Yusen and Qi Chengyu exchanged glances and they were both pleasantly surprised.

He Wanging was about to say something else when her mouth formed an “o” and she shrieked in pain.

Quan Zexi panicked, “What’s wrong?!”

Qiao Qing was somewhat calm, “It’ll hurt as I clean out the wound. I’m applying anesthesia now. Push through this.”

While everyone on this side busied themselves, Jun Yexuan acted like he had been possessed. His physical body and his mental state were completely occupied by fear and bewilderment. To him, everyone’s voices were so far away.
‘Mu Jinghang noticed this and patted him on the back, “Third brother, what’s wrong?”

This contact made Jun Yexuan jump. As if he had just woken up from a nightmare, he lifted his leg and ran outside.

After only several meters, he heard a cold voice call out to him from behind, “Jun Yexuan!”

This bone-deep familiar voice dragged him back from hell. His feet stopped.

“Jun Yexuan!” Qiao Qing shouted again. She never turned her head around – it was as if she had eyes on the back of her head.

As she cleansed He Wanging’s wounds, she shouted, “My mons life isn’t in danger. With me here, she’ll be fine. You don’t need to blame yourself or feel guilty. My words remain the same – that man is an individual responsible for himself and you’re a separate entity from him. You shouldn’t take
responsibility for his faults.”

“If you must find someone to blame, blame me. I was the one who urged my father to take over, which infuriated the Emperor and resulted in my mom getting hurt.”
“He hurt my mom and 1 killed him. The debt has been paid. You have nothing to make up. Nobody is blaming you except yourself.”

Jun Yexuan froze.

He Wangqing heard those words and understood.

She gripped tightly onto Quan Zexi’s arm and yelled out, “Qingqing is right. This isn’t your fault. Don’t do anything stupid.”

“It’s not like you helped him. You’ve always stood with us. I’m not blind.”

“You do not get to choose the family you’re born into. We don’t even have enough time to hurt for you, how can we blame you?

“Plus, we got a pleasant surprise out of this, right? Thanks to his shot and this traumatic experience, Qingging’s father got his memories back!”

Jun Yexuan’s heart now flooded with warmth. His clouded gaze now finally regained some clarity.

She’s given him so much.