My White and Rich Beautiful CEO Wife

"Ah... all around twenty years of age, so young, such a pity...."

After sighing, Su Banxia tentatively asked, "Your wife... she isn't among them, right?"

Because she could read bones, Qin Yu was probably around twenty-eight years old, his wife at least twenty-five or twenty-six. Of course, it couldn't be ruled out that his wife was a young beauty in her twenties.

"Miss Su, are you sure?"

Qin Yu's voice was a bit excited.

Yan Mingyu was only a year younger than himself, and his mother-in-law was at least in her forties, obviously not matching the age of the two corpses.

"Very sure, I was personally on the lookout!"

Su Banxia said.

"Phew... That's great. It's not my wife... thank you, thank you so much...."

Qin Yu considered himself to be a rather composed man, but upon hearing that the bodies were not Yan Mingyu's, he was almost at a loss for words.

Even his eyes were feeling dry, his nose tingling, and he felt like crying his heart out.

God knows how he had managed to get through the past day and night.

Unable to eat, unable to sleep, feeling as if there was a heavy stone on his chest, suffocating him at any moment.

"That's good then, Qin Yu. I'm going home to sleep. Ha...."

"Doot doot..."

On the other end of the phone, Su Banxia's voice also sounded more relaxed. She yawned and then hung up.

"Wuwu... wife, I just knew you definitely wouldn't have anything happen to you...."

"Haha...."

Qin Yu, holding his phone, was crying and laughing, appearing like someone with a mental disorder.

It took a good while before his emotions calmed down. Then a new question popped into his mind: if the two dead in the small courtyard weren't Yan Mingyu and his mother-in-law, and Fang Moli was hypnotized and couldn't lie, then where did Yan Mingyu and her daughter go?

Could it be that her mother took them back to their sect?

Qin Yu furrowed his brows, his heart that had slightly relaxed became heavy again. If Yan Mingyu really had been taken to a major sect, with his own strength, he might manage to storm an ordinary family, but against a major sect, he probably wouldn't even be able to get through the front gate.

What to do?

Right, ask the Scholar for help.

Qin Yu opened his phone, found the Scholar's WeChat, and sent him a photo of Yan Mingyu, saying, "Help me find out where my wife went."

It will take some time, Team Leader Qin.

The Scholar replied.

Alright, just let me know when you have something.

Qin Yu had initially wanted to ask Chen Mo, who was also great with hacking technology. But the Scholar was from Dragon Gate and could legitimately use Capital City's surveillance system to find people.

Whereas Chen Mo was just an ordinary person, and breaking into Capital City's surveillance could mostly get him into trouble, so it was more convenient to ask the Scholar.

Rinnng Rinnng...

At this moment, his sister's phone call came in.

"Wei'er?"

Qin Yu answered the call.

"Brother, a lot of people have come to the clinic's door. They're calling you a fraud, saying you didn't keep your promise, and they want to smash the clinic. These are all ordinary people; even Ou Changfeng doesn't see it fit to intervene. Where are you? Can you come back and explain?"

Qin Wei'er said.

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Since Yan Mingyu was still alive, Qin Yu felt a bit more at ease. Even if her mother had taken her to a major sect, as long as he was willing to work hard in his cultivation and break through to the Channel-Opening Realm, there was no reason he couldn't make an attempt.

With his mind made up, Qin Yu left the hotel and got into a taxi to return to the clinic.

Half an hour later.

Outside the clinic.

"Let that damn Divine Doctor Qin come out!"

"That's right, going back on your word, you only gave us one day of free treatment, and then you disappeared. Are you going to start charging us now? We're willing to pay!"

"We must have an explanation today, or else we'll smash the clinic!"

A group of patients were blocking the tightly shut door, their emotions running high.

Yesterday, Qin Yu suddenly ran off in a panic; they could understand that, guessing he must have encountered some emergency. So, these people came early in the morning today, lining up and figuring Qin Yu should be back by now.

But it was past nine o'clock, and the doors still hadn't opened, which was starting to make them restless.

"Folks, I'm really sorry...."

Qin Yu got out of the taxi, clasped his fists, and said as he walked, "I had an emergency yesterday and I've just resolved it. I'll open the doors right away and start seeing patients. To make up for my absence, I'll give everyone an extra day of free treatment, four days in total, how does that sound?"

"Divine Doctor Qin... uh, we're not trying to cause trouble. It's just that your medical skills are so good—everyone wants to be treated by you!"

"That's right, in this bitterly cold weather, I came here to line up before dawn!"

"Even Divine Doctor Qin is human, who doesn't have emergencies, right? We understand!"

Seeing Qin Yu appear, the crowd gradually calmed down.

"Thank you all for being understanding!"

Qin Yu nodded, knocked on the door, and Changfeng inside opened it: "Master, where were you this whole day?"

"It's a long story."

Qin Yu's tone was tinged with helplessness, then he glanced at his shoulder: "How's your wound?"

"Hmm, I've been taking medicine and it's much better now."

Changfeng nodded.

"Then go and rest in the back, I'll handle the front!"

After Qin Yu spoke, he walked into the clinic hall with Changfeng, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Qin Wei'er came out from the back, holding a cup of ginseng tea. However, with a duckbill cap and a mask, she had hidden her beautiful face: "Brother, have some tea!"

"Hmm, try to stay inside as much as possible!"

After Qin Yu spoke, he took a sip of tea then began seeing patients.

At this moment.

At Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

An elderly man in his sixties, robust in stature with a dragon's stride and tiger's steps, stood by the entrance with a few capable men, surveying the surroundings.

This was the Alliance Hierarch of the Capital City's Martial Alliance, Yuan Tiangang.

Starting yesterday evening, he had been looking for Qin Yu's whereabouts. The last known location was the roast duck restaurant owned by Divine Doctor Su, Hundred Flowers Pavilion.

After a conflict there with Su Wenyuan and Lei Wu, he had mysteriously vanished.

"Ask our friends at the police station, how long will it take to check the nearby surveillance?"

Yuan Tiangang turned his head and said to one of his subordinates.

"Please wait, Alliance Hierarch!"

The subordinate took out his cellphone, walked aside to make a call, and after a few minutes, came back and reported, "About half an hour."

"Hmm, let's sit inside for a while!"

Yuan Tiangang walked into the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. He was a well-known figure in Capital City, so naturally, the proprietor recognized him.

After enthusiastically preparing several cups of tea, the proprietor waited on them cautiously, hands hanging down.

In terms of status, Yuan Tiangang, the Alliance Hierarch of the Capital City's Martial Alliance, certainly ranked much higher than the Su Family.

"Old Huang, tell me, the group that had a conflict with your young master a few nights ago, what were their characteristics?"

After taking a sip of tea, Yuan Tiangang looked at the old caretaker and asked.

"Two men, one of whom was very ordinary-looking, even a bit ugly, but with very good kung fu. The other one was very handsome, with a brave and spirited look, very charismatic. Oh, and they were with a beautiful woman, in her early twenties I guess, tall, like a movie star...."

The old caretaker of the Hundred Flowers Pavilion described the features of Qin Yu and his two companions in detail.

"It seems that the young man didn't come to Capital City alone!"

Yuan Tiangang narrowed his eyes, surmising that Qin Yu must have brought help, because he would have known that he himself was also in Capital City and wouldn't dare to come with just Huajin proficiency.

"Alliance Hierarch Yuan, our friends from the police station called back!"

Just then, Yuan Tiangang's subordinate hurried in, respectfully handing over his phone.