I Find Her Disgusting Chapter 117

Even after so many years, Jiang Xidai could never forget the feeling of that moment.
She had passed through a period of ignorance and hadn’t felt what it meant to be alive for a long time.
Even pain was numbing.
Yan Huirou had died at sunrise, the golden light of the mountain illuminating everything. Perhaps in that moment, she too had died, leaving only a desperate, obsessive persistence that supported this broken body, trekking through thousands of mountains and rivers…
To see her one more time.
In that single glance, she broke out of her cocoon, was reborn from death.
All the strength in Jiang Xidai’s body drained away, as if being unraveled thread by thread.
It was not joy or relief that came first, but a hint of grievance.
She wanted to cry, she wanted to throw a tantrum, but when she was truly choked up and unable to speak, her tears had already dried. The corners of her eyes were almost tearing, yet nothing would flow out.
A reunion should be a happy occasion.
With only this thought in her mind, she curled her lips, making her tearful expression even more strained, half like a smile, half like a cry.
Jiang Xidai took a few steps towards her, each step as if overdrawing her life. Finally, she collapsed at Yan Huirou’s bedside. After a long hesitation, she carefully buried her ear in the crook of her neck, holding her breath to slowly count her pulse.
One, two, three…
A faint beat, no longer a deathly, icy cold.
Jiang Xidai’s eyes were fixed, as if she just wanted to count the heartbeats.
“…”
Cheng Guanying watched everything from behind her. She had a special gun tucked at her waist, for tranquilizing highly dangerous individuals, which could have some side effects.
Earlier, she had planned to let Jiang Xidai in first, then find a way to knock her out and send her back when she wasn’t paying attention.
But from the looks of it, she didn’t seem as… aggressive as the emergency communication had just made her out to be.
Cheng Guanying watched as the woman buried her face in Yan Huirou’s neck, closed her eyes, and remained motionless. Her side profile was soft and fragile, looking much younger.
Cheng Guanying silently put the gun back. Since she hadn’t reached the threat level, she couldn’t use the drug rashly. Besides, she wasn’t sure if the person before her was human or something else—legally speaking.
Just as she was thinking this—
Cheng Guanying realized she had been too naive.
Jiang Xidai’s fingertips traced Yan Huirou’s pale lips. Her gaze unintentionally shifted downward and fell on the back of her hand, which was full of IV marks.
At this moment, a silver needle was menacingly stuck in a faint blue blood vessel that was so fragile it was clearly visible.
Jiang Xidai followed the needle upwards and found a bottle of liquid. After confirming what she saw, she seemed to be stunned for a moment, then stared intently at the flow of liquid in the IV tube.
They…
Are pouring water into Yan Yan’s body.
How painful must it be to have water poured into one’s body?
What did Yan Yan do wrong to be treated like this?
Damn it, she knew it. This bunch of strange things were really no good.
The relief of having her back had not yet set in, and this was the moment she was most worried about Yan Huirou’s body.
Jiang Xidai’s expression grew a little anxious. She stroked Yan Huirou’s hand and was about to pull out the needle from the back of her hand.
Cheng Guanying’s expression tensed. She rushed over in a few steps and grabbed the woman’s hand to stop her. “What are you doing? She can’t eat, she still needs an IV for energy. You can look, but you can’t touch her—”
She had stopped her, but it was as if she hadn’t.
As Cheng Guanying rushed over, she had thought to herself, I’ve been on the front lines before, what haven’t I seen?
But when she truly crossed hands with her, she found that she had severely underestimated this test subject who had run out.
“Hiss…”
In the struggle, Cheng Guanying was kneed in the abdomen by the woman. It felt as if her internal organs had been shattered, and for a moment, the pain was so intense that her brain was starved of blood. At that moment, she found herself flying out and crashing into the wall of the medical room.
This was absolutely not the strength a normal adult should have.
Cheng Guanying exhaled, watching helplessly as the blood from Yan Huirou’s hand spurted out with the needle and splattered the bedsheets red.
She lifted her hand and slapped her forehead. How speechless.
The slight pain on Yan Huirou’s hand caused her expression to change faintly. Her lashes fell for a moment, then slowly lifted.
The hazy light shone in her eyes.
The dark fragrance that she thought she would never smell again in her dreams, like plum blossoms on a moonlit night, seemed to drift out from some fragrant path.
“You…” Yan Huirou murmured softly.
Just that one sound, and the woman came back to her senses. “Yan Yan?”
Yan Huirou looked at the still-bleeding pinprick on her hand. For a moment, she was in a daze and let Jiang Xidai lift her hand.
This one glance seemed to penetrate two different times and spaces, bringing a strange sense of dislocation.
After all, the ancient robes on the woman’s body, and her exquisite jewelry (hidden weapons), seemed out of place in the cold and simple modern decor.
But, she didn’t know which fact was more astonishing—one, the Sect Master had crossed the dimensional wall.
Two, the first time they met here, she had pulled out her needle.
Jiang Xidai seemed to want to let out some more blood, as if she were afraid the Medical Department had poisoned Yan Huirou.
Yan Huirou saw her thoughts and quickly comforted her, “That’s for energy, glucose and the like. It’s fine, don’t squeeze anymore, it hurts a little…”
When Yan Huirou spoke, Jiang Xidai’s eyes misted over, and she looked at Yan Huirou, as if she had many things to say but held them back.
She turned her head slightly. “Really?”
A bullet silently left the chamber, spinning, causing a slight ripple in the air.
Cheng Guanying had seized the opportunity of Jiang Xidai’s distraction, quietly pulled the trigger, and shot her in the waist.
The flesh was torn, there was no explosion, but the highly effective tranquilizer in the bullet was injected.
The woman’s whole body trembled. She looked back coldly, her eyes seeming a little annoyed.
Cheng Guanying could clearly feel the almost tangible killing intent on her. Just now, she had been on the verge of tears with Yan Huirou, but in front of her, it was like a complete change of face, her eyes like she was looking at a corpse.
In an instant, the lightbulb in the room crashed down, sparks flying.
Cheng Guanying felt a hurricane rush towards her, blowing her hair back.
“Are you looking to die?”
Her neck was seized, and Cheng Guanying’s breathing became ragged, but she was powerless to resist. The few exchanges just now had shown that the absolute difference in their strength was too great.
Fortunately.
She silently chanted in her heart. Five seconds later, Jiang Xidai’s hand softened a little, and she seemed unable to stand steady and leaned forward.
She panted heavily. “What drug did you give me?”
“…This time, you’d better kill this Seat.”
“Otherwise, when I wake up… ugh…”
Cheng Guanying: “What a rebellious thing, just like your birth mother.”
Jiang Xidai had wanted to strangle her, but five seconds later, the drug had quickly spread throughout her body. She hadn’t known it would be so fast. She could no longer hold on, her body went limp, and she fell down, her eyes closing as she fell into a deep sleep.
Only then did Cheng Guanying let out a sigh of relief.
She pulled out another movable hospital bed, lifted the woman up, and threw her on it. To prevent her from causing more trouble, she had to use metal clasps to bind her tightly.
“Yan Huirou, you’re awake?” While doing this preparatory work, Cheng Guanying asked casually.
Yan Huirou’s consciousness had been in and out of a dream.
She would wake up for a short while every day, but not for long. After all, her body was still very weak.
Coincidentally, this time, she might have woken up because she smelled a familiar person.
Yan Huirou: “Yes, the pain woke me… what happened to your neck?”
Cheng Guanying said with a straight face, “If I hadn’t taken advantage of her distraction to launch a sneak attack, I might have died here.”
Yan Huirou turned her head to look at Jiang Xidai. Under the effect of the drug, she was sleeping very soundly, her breathing even, with almost no movement.
“Right, Sect Master…”
Yan Huirou: “How did she get here? Was she approved?”
“Although this has little to do with you,” Cheng Guanying: “but you’ve done few things that were approved, haven’t you?”
“Alright, I estimate you’ll fall asleep again in a bit, so there’s no time to explain everything. From the brief report, this test subject, once she woke up, broke out, attacked the researchers, and even paralyzed the security system.”
“Too disobedient,” Cheng Guanying said. “So let her sleep and calm down first. I’ll send her back to the research department later. Don’t worry, seeing as she’s the first humanoid test subject, the researchers probably won’t harm her.”
Yan Huirou had been listless, but today she rarely said a few more words, exceptionally worried. “No… the lives brought back from alternate worlds, don’t they all not live long?”
Cheng Guanying nodded. “That’s a possibility. Plants, animals, and the like, they usually wither when they’re brought back.”
“But don’t worry.”
Cheng Guanying sighed. “I can’t give you a guarantee, but from Jiang Xidai’s behavior just now, she seems to have adapted very well—so ‘lively’, there shouldn’t be any major problems for now.”
“Mmm…” Yan Huirou relented. “I can’t get up now. Please take care of her more on a normal day. She just came to this place, and there’s nothing she’s familiar with around her. She’ll be very scared.”
“…”
Cheng Guanying rolled her eyes at her. “Don’t you think I should be the one who’s more scared?”
Yan Huirou said in a small voice, “It’s just like a cat that’s stressed, that’s why it scratches people. But it’s usually quite gentle.”
“Alright. No cat’s stress can bite someone to death. It’s more like a Bengal tiger,” Cheng Guanying frowned. “I’ll suggest putting you and her in the same place. She thought I was hurting you. The needle on your hand was pulled out by her. I’ll have someone come and put it back for you.”
Yan Huirou turned her head and continued to look at Jiang Xidai’s sleeping side profile.
Have I been lying here for a day? Two days?
No, it’s probably been five or six days.
The flow of time in the Transmigration Bureau is different from the alternate world. For the Sect Master, it’s been five or six years.
Yan Huirou felt a little guilty, and an even fainter pain. She didn’t know what had supported Jiang Xidai in coming to find her. After all, she had cried again just now, her eyes very red.
Is it love, or hate?
After all, the last clear sentence Yan Huirou had heard before she died was: “I hate you.”
These three words made it so she couldn’t even close her eyes in peace. She could only repeat them over and over in her dreams. Even if it were a walnut, it should be polished to a shine by now.
But the more she chewed on the words, the less flavor she could taste.
Yan Huirou subconsciously wanted to find, from her tears, some proof that she still had some feelings for her.
But… she later realized how shameless she was, and even a little cowardly.
After doing so many things, shouldn’t she hate you?
Shouldn’t she hate you?
Shouldn’t she hate you?
Then what should she hate?
Compared to hating the more general word “world,” it would be better to just direct it all at Yan Huirou. At least that would make Jiang Xidai feel better psychologically.
Yan Huirou looked at the red-robed shadow, her vision slowly closing, and she still smiled. She was too weak to bear too much thought.
You’ve come to find me, Jiao Jiao.
How wonderful…
She knew it. Jiang Xidai wouldn’t let her go.