Chapter 268: A Scathing Lecture

Jiang Qiuqiu stared blankly at the ceiling. "What is this? Why am I on a Nutrient Liquid drip?"

"This isn’t Nutrient Liquid. It’s Spirit Nourishing Liquid."

Jiang Qiuqiu was no stranger to that term. Mo Chengyu drank it often when his spiritual power was on the verge of collapsing.

So—

"What happened to me?" Having just woken up, Jiang Qiuqiu was still a bit dazed.

"You’ve been in a coma for two days."

’Two days, just like that?’ Jiang Qiuqiu froze. "How could I have been unconscious for so long..." she murmured, her words meant to express her own disbelief, but then—

Mo Si sat down in front of her, his tone completely serious. "Why were you unconscious for so long? You don’t know?"

"...?" Jiang Qiuqiu looked up, her somewhat pale face a picture of shock. ’Wait, was Black Hole just rebuking me?’

"Wh-what is it?"

"What you did this time was very wrong."

During the two days Jiang Qiuqiu was in a coma, Mo Si’s loathing for the Jiang Family, for Gong Fan, and for that foul school had reached its peak. He was ready to wipe them out at a moment’s notice.

He cherished and worried about Jiang Qiuqiu, but at the same time, his heart was filled with another urge—the desire to lecture her.

Thus, the moment Jiang Qiuqiu ’woke from her dream,’ she was greeted with a full-blown lecture.

"That day, when you sensed something was wrong, why did you get out of the Hovercar?"

Of course, that wasn’t the main point. After all, a young woman could hardly be expected to imagine society had so many scumbags.

"You were able to force back that Mercenary. You’re very brave, tough, and highly talented."

"I know you. You’re very sensitive to the state of your own Spirit Sea, so you should have known you were unwell," Mo Si said, raising his eyes to look at Jiang Qiuqiu.

Jiang Qiuqiu hummed in agreement. "I was a little..."

"Only a little?"

Mo Si’s expression was grim. "You’re not being honest."

"It was obviously much more than ’a little.’ After leaving that place, the first thing you should have done was go to the hospital, not continue with a lengthy livestream."

His words came faster and faster, turning into an accusatory lecture. Jiang Qiuqiu could hear the displeasure in his voice, but she knew it was the worry of a friend, so she didn’t get angry.

She made a small sound. Perhaps because she was still recovering, she looked rather delicate as she paled and defended herself in a quiet voice, "I know, but that livestream was really important to me. A lot of people worked hard for it, I couldn’t just—"

"It seems you still don’t understand the gravity of the situation."

He suddenly stood up, his six-foot-five frame exuding an oppressive presence.

It was the first time Jiang Qiuqiu had ever seen such a stern, unyielding expression on Mo Si’s face. She faltered for a moment.

The man continued, "This isn’t some trivial matter. This isn’t one of those situations where you get a medal for pushing through an illness to finish your work."

"A vicious Mercenary invaded your Spirit Sea. He injured you. Your Spirit Sea was in excruciating pain, showing signs that it was about to collapse."

"You didn’t choose to rest or see a doctor. Instead, you mobilized your spiritual power again."

"You thought you were just finishing your job, but what you were really doing was disrespecting yourself." Mo Si’s voice was cold. "Disrespecting your future, disrespecting all your past efforts, and disrespecting your own body."

"Do you have any idea what the consequences are for forcefully using your spiritual power until it shatters? Lowered intelligence, the complete loss of your spiritual power, an inability to control it, jumbled memories, or even losing your sanity?"

Just as Mrs. Ai’er and Mo Chengyu reached the hallway outside the inner room’s door, this was the speech they overheard.

Cold, hard as stone, and unbelievably fierce.

"...Grandma Ai’er, you must be mistaken, right? This is what you call ’liking’ someone?"

"My brother’s just on one of his lecturing trips. If this is how he ’likes’ someone, he’s going to love her to death." He muttered, "By scaring her to death."

Mrs. Ai’er shook her head. "You still don’t understand."