Chapter 1169 - 1168: Different Complexions - City’s Best Divine Doctor - NovelsTime

City’s Best Divine Doctor

Chapter 1169 - 1168: Different Complexions

Author: Seven-Step Prince
updatedAt: 2025-09-12

CHAPTER 1169: CHAPTER 1168: DIFFERENT COMPLEXIONS

Ye Qiu temporarily didn’t want to concern himself with the fates of An Lijun and Deng Zhiyong.

After eating lunch at Canteen No. 1, he returned to the boys’ dormitory, played some games, and then went back to class.

Once the two afternoon classes were over, Ye Qiu was about to drive back to Peach Blossom Spring Villa when his phone rang; it was Zhao Ruxue calling.

"Ruxue, are you missing me?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"There’s been progress in the missing persons case at the construction site. Through DNA comparison, the forensic team confirmed that those skeletal remains are the missing workers and security guards."

In fact, even without forensic verification, Ye Qiu could have confirmed it.

The DNA verification now is just a more persuasive scientific confirmation.

"So how did they die? What’s your report going to say?"

Ye Qiu asked.

"For now, we can only say they were murdered, but we can’t determine who the killer is."

Recalling that night, entering underground, and encountering those things in the Ghost Market, Zhao Ruxue felt scared just thinking about it.

So the police really don’t know how to conclude how those workers and security guards were killed.

Given the current situation, work at the unfinished building can only be halted, and it’ll be delayed for a long time.

Of course, minor accidents are common at many large construction sites, but having them happen continuously in that area isn’t normal.

So, even though Su Wen and the Su Group know the losses are significant, there’s nothing they can do.

"Do you still want to continue investigating?"

"Of course, we must find the killer!"

Zhao Ruxue said.

"If it’s you or you with your colleagues, I suggest not going to that construction site again. It’s prone to accidents. If I hadn’t prepared those talismans in advance that night, neither of us might have come out."

"What should we do? Just let the murderer go like this?"

"For now, that’s the way it is. I’ll handle it later."

With Ye Qiu’s current abilities, dealing with some ordinary wandering ghosts is nothing, but the place is heavily cursed, so for now, Ye Qiu knows to avoid it.

After hanging up with Zhao Ruxue, Ye Qiu drove back to the Peach Blossom Source Villa Community.

When he got back to the villa, he saw his mother, Chen Fang, preparing dinner.

Ye Weidong and Ye Xue hadn’t returned yet, so Ye Qiu went upstairs to play games first.

Once Ye Xue and Ye Weidong returned, Chen Fang had almost finished preparing dinner.

"I’m going to take the Subject 3 exam tomorrow."

Ye Weidong said.

Subject 3 is much easier than Subject 2, and most people pass it in one go as long as they pay attention to the easily overlooked points.

In recent days, Ye Weidong has been practicing, and he’s become very familiar with Subject 3.

That’s why Ye Weidong is confident he’ll pass Subject 3 directly.

"Dad, do you want me to go with you to the test?"

"No need, just wait for my good news."

After dinner, Ye Qiu went back upstairs to continue playing games.

...

In recent days, Xia Jing has been feeling something strange, sensing that someone is always following her from home to the company or to other places.

Xia Jing is quite wealthy, but she doesn’t have any bodyguards.

So she worries about encountering any bad guys.

In this situation, she goes out with Secretary Xiaofen or her close friend Xiaomei.

But Xiaofen and Xiaomei have their own affairs and can’t follow her around 24/7.

So Xia Jing is still a bit scared; what if she really encounters a criminal and gets kidnapped?

The last time, it was Ye Qiu who saved her during an attack at the bank.

However, she knows that she often has to rely on herself, especially since Ye Qiu doesn’t seem interested in knowing someone like her.

"What should I do?"

Xia Jing wondered.

Returning in a rush to her luxury residential complex and parking her car, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Of course, in such immediate situations, she also doesn’t know where to find a bodyguard?

"Xiaomei, what do I do when I feel someone is following me again?"

In her high heels, Xia Jing hurried to the elevator, calling her friend Xiaomei.

"Xia Jing, are you sure you’re not just being paranoid? Did you really see someone following you?"

"Seriously, my sixth sense is very accurate."

Xia Jing said.

"Alright, I’ll tell my husband that I’ll come over tonight to keep you company."

Xiaomei knew that whenever they went out, Xia Jing, the rich woman, always footed the bill. Now that Xia Jing was in trouble, Xiaomei felt she should help.

After hanging up with Xiaomei, Xia Jing returned to her room.

Now she only dared to make something simple to eat at home and didn’t dare go out to buy or eat outside.

Watching TV in the living room, Xia Jing realized that no matter how much money she had, she was still alone, wondering if she should consider remarrying.

However, thinking back on her three previous marriages, Xia Jing knew she might indeed bring bad luck to her husbands. Why else hadn’t any of them stayed by her side?

Pouring herself a cup of coffee, she stepped onto the balcony. While looking outside, she felt watched and hurriedly returned to the living room to draw the curtains.

Two hours later, the doorbell rang, and through the peephole, Xia Jing saw her friend Xiaomei and quickly opened the door.

After Xiaomei came in, she noticed a difference in Xia Jing’s face compared to normal.

"Xia Jing, is there really someone following you?"

"I don’t know, but I’ve had this feeling these days."

Xia Jing said.

She trusted her sixth sense, so whenever there was something going on, she felt she could sense it in advance.

"But you don’t look well-rested, do you?"

They had also been to the Norwegian Forest Bar several times due to Xia Jing’s concerns, just to drink.

Now Xiaomei noticed Xia Jing’s face looked different from normal, as usually, Xia Jing’s complexion was rosy.

But now it seemed a bit gray.

"I’m not wearing makeup."

"You normally wear makeup?"

Xia Jing shook her head.

It signified that it wasn’t makeup-related, but perhaps linked to her poor rest.

"Now I’m here with you, though my husband is suspicious, thinking we might be lesbians."

Xiaomei laughed.

Xia Jing simply cooked some noodles in the kitchen, drank two glasses of red wine, took a shower, and then went to bed.

Xiaomei didn’t rest immediately; she watched TV alone in the living room until late and then went to Xia Jing’s room to keep her company.

The next morning, Xia Jing was the first to wake up, but she felt different from usual. She was weak and even found it difficult to speak.

Shaking Xiaomei awake, Xiaomei opened her eyes and was shocked to see Xia Jing’s face, screaming, "Xia Jing, why are you wearing a Dead Sea Mud mask so early in the morning? Trying to scare me to death!"

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