Reborn As Lucky Star

Once again seeing Yan Sinian, Si Xi took a deep breath and managed to drive the car steadily to the two of them.

Feigning relaxation, she said, "Get in the car."

According to arrangement, Yan Sinian sat in the back, while Yue Qingqing took the passenger seat.

Si Xi kept stealing glances at Yan Sinian through the rearview mirror, her heart screaming countless times.

Senior looks even more handsome!

This aura that's so majestically untouchable, making me drool and sob.

Wait, why do I feel like drooling.

Si Xi involuntarily swallowed, probably because Senior always buttoned his shirt to the top, like a layered dessert.

On the outside, it looks like a sharp-edged box, yet one wants to unwrap it to see how sweet it is inside.

Si Xi inexplicably swallowed again.

Yan Sinian sensed the burning gaze and glanced over.

Their eyes met in the mirror.

Si Xi looked at Yan Sinian's smooth forehead, thinking of the faint red mole appearing faintly when Senior casts spells.

Adding a hint of sensuality to the holy demeanor.

Like the red dot on the peak of a dessert, tempting one to bite it open with teeth…

Si Xi felt her mouth dry, and even after being caught sneaking glimpses, she couldn't move her gaze away.

Yue Qingqing gasped, "Si Xi, you're having a nosebleed."

Si Xi frantically grabbed tissues to stop the blood, embarrassed by the chaotic thoughts emerging in her mind.

"The... the weather is too dry."

She hurriedly explained, but heard a soft chuckle from the backseat.

It didn't sound angry, more like mocking.

But to Si Xi, if that chuckle had been heavier, and drawn out a little longer...

Yue Qingqing appeared shocked, "It looks like it's bleeding more, Si Xi, should we go to the hospital?"

Only then did she remember there was a doctor in the backseat.

"Senior, could you help check Si Xi?"

Si Xi waved her hand quickly, "No need, it'll be fine in a while, I might just be a bit overheated."

How could she dare to let Senior Yan check, otherwise, today the blood would flow like a river.

Yan Sinian said coldly, "Drive."

"Y-yes."

Si Xi used her spiritual power to stop the bleeding and clumsily drove the car out of the parking garage.

So embarrassing, how did this happen?

It must be because of the last evil cultivator she caught!

Si Xi had just returned from vacation, and the last fugitive she encountered was an evil cultivator capable of influencing people's dreams.

Crafting dreams based on the strength of ordinary people's souls.

Some with stronger spiritual power would at most have nightmares, feeling drowsy the next day.

But those with weaker spiritual power wouldn't be so lucky; some treated the dream as reality and couldn't wake up.

Even a young girl was frightened to death in her dream.

During the capture, Si Xi was caught off guard and fell victim to their trick.

But knowing it was impossible to trap Si Xi with a nightmare, they took a different approach, giving Si Xi a beautiful dream she couldn't bear to wake from.

In the dream, Si Xi saw Senior Yan and was completely infatuated with him.

Only when the colleagues caught the evil cultivator did Si Xi awaken from the dream, yet for many days after, she was in a daze.

Now seeing him in person, Si Xi felt both guilty and unable to stop herself from sneaking glances.

Everything from the dream echoed in her mind.

Si Xi took a deep breath; she couldn't afford to have another nosebleed, or she might become the first cultivator to die from excessive nosebleed.

After driving a while, Si Xi gradually returned to normal.

"Everything over there has been arranged; I've also spoken with Director Cui and the hospital manager, but mainly, Senior Yan's name was the deciding factor. They immediately agreed when they heard Yan Sinian would be performing the surgery."

Yue Qingqing turned to look at Yan Sinian.

"Senior, how confident are you?"

"Hard to say." Yan Sinian leaned back, "But if I can't perform this surgery, I fear no one can."

Si Xi's heart skipped a beat, watching the rearview mirror.

It's just like that!

In the dream, Senior was also approaching with a scalpel, picking off buttons one by one with the blade.

And then—