Chapter 15: You Are My Antidote  

Damn the original book! Why didn’t it mention he had a hidden ailment?  

He was no longer gasping for air, lying calmly on the ground, his face pale and lips tinged with blue.  

Qian Lai couldn’t stop her tears, as if her emotions had burst their dam, an inexplicable sorrow welling up in her heart.  

She began frantically performing chest compressions on him, then lifted the back of his neck—her movements freezing for a moment…  

Goodbye, first kiss of this body!  

Taking a deep breath, her soft lips pressed against the man’s.  

Again!  

“One, two, three, breathe…”  

After several rounds, just as she was about to press her lips to his again, the man slowly opened his eyes, gazing at her with tenderness, though his eyes were bloodshot.  

Broken yet dangerously alluring! Heart-wrenching!  

Qian Lai’s descending movement halted mid-air as their eyes met, her heart lurching.  

Before she could react, he leaned slightly closer, his eyes filled with pleading: “Please… save me… will you?”  

Then, he grabbed her arm, trying to pull her toward him, but his strength failed, and his body collapsed again.  

The girl was yanked forward with the motion, landing squarely on his chest, her pink lips meeting his once more, her heart pounding like thunder.  

Their eyes locked again. Unspoken emotions surged in both their gazes!  

She quickly straightened up, but it was as if an invisible rope tied them together, pulling him up with her.  

His eyes fixated on her cherry-like lips. He couldn’t tell whether it was his body’s need or something shifting in his heart, but one thing was certain—a reckless desire granted him courage in that moment.  

Before she could react, the man, towering like a mountain, suddenly enveloped her. In an instant, their hearts pressed together, and her lips were fiercely captured.  

Why did it feel… thrilling, yet sweet?  

Qian Lai, a modern soul, had never experienced such overwhelming passion before.  

Even if she had yearned for it, the men she encountered were always scheming and calculating, leaving her utterly disinterested.  

In her eyes, those men couldn’t even compare to her obedient lab specimens.  

At least they were loyal and simple.  

Those men? Just interchangeable toys to fulfill her needs.  

Who they were didn’t matter. If one didn’t work, she’d replace him.  

She didn’t care about their feelings, and their interest in her was purely transactional.  

Without sincerity, even the most intimate contact was just a physical exercise.  

But this man’s kiss… why did it feel so different?  

Qian Lai’s mind raced, her body stiffening slightly. To Qiao Muting, however, it only seemed like the innocent shyness of a maiden.  

And that only intensified his craving.  

……  

The next day, when Qiao Muting fully awoke from his slumber, the girl was long gone, leaving only the lingering fragrance of their shared intimacy.  

“Uncle Qiao, you’re awake?”  

Wen Nuan, who had been soothing Wenquan, hurried to the bedside when she saw him stir.  

“Come, have some congee.”  

On the table, beside a bowl of steaming congee, lay two small dishes of side dishes.  

“Where did this come from?” Qiao Muting asked Wen Nuan, a hint of hope in his voice.  

“The auntie from yesterday’s meal brought it. She also bought baozi for me and my brother. But she said you could only have congee right now, so we didn’t save any for you. Uncle Qiao, those baozi were so delicious! Each bite had a whole meatball inside. We’ve never had baozi with so much meat before.”  

Wen Nuan licked her lips in reminiscence, and Qiao Muting’s lips curled into an unconscious smile.

He tried to get up, his entire body aching and weak—this was the aftermath every time his illness struck.  

Forcing himself upright, he wanted to find Qian Lai. He had something to say to her.  

Just then, the train conductor entered the compartment with a railway officer.  

“Comrade, we heard you fell ill after bravely subduing that deranged woman yesterday. We came to check on you—how are you feeling?”  

Qiao Muting superficially acknowledged their concern, though inwardly he grumbled: *What terrible timing.*  

“…Ah! That woman… she’s actually quite pitiful.” He had missed the earlier part of the conversation, but the conductor’s sigh pulled him back to the present.  

“Her child went missing on this very train when they were about this age. Probably taken by human traffickers.  

Every year, she reports it to the police, but there’s never any trace. Eventually, no one even bothered to investigate anymore.  

So she started searching on her own. Every month, she rides this train.  

Over time, her mind… well, it broke.  

But something like what happened tonight—that was definitely a first.  

Sorry you had to experience that. Our apologies!  

Is the child alright?”  

Wenquan, hiding behind her sister, listened to the conductor’s words with only partial understanding. Remembering last night’s events, her lips began to tremble.  

Seeing this, the conductor quickly excused himself. Before leaving, he asked Qiao Muting, “We’ll arrive at the station in three or four hours. Should we arrange for medical personnel to meet you?”  

“I’m fine now. My friend will pick us up. Thank you.”  

“Then when we arrive, no need to rush off. I’ll have them board the train to meet you directly.”  

“Alright.”  

Though physically in the compartment, Qiao Muting’s mind was already far away.  

That night, he had drifted in and out of sleep, his dreams playing out like an elaborate film—scene after scene, frame after frame, leaving him exhilarated.  

His brain, exhausted from overworking, was utterly drained.  

Yet the image that refused to fade was that of the “little white rabbit,” kneeling in her soaked pajamas, desperately trying to “revive” him.  

Innocent yet alluring—completely unaware of the effect she had.  

Turns out, not only was her face stunning, but her figure too…  

Last night, she had effortlessly ignited something in him.  

She probably hadn’t realized that her drenched appearance had been imprinted in his mind like a treasured photograph.  

Countless times, he replayed the scene in his thoughts, scrutinizing and savoring it.  

Suddenly, as if realizing something, he wiped the smile from his face.  

*What the hell is wrong with me?*  

*Disgusting. Vulgar.*  

But what he never expected was that after parting ways last night, he wouldn’t find her again until they reached the new city.  

He searched from Carriage One to Carriage Ten, then back again.  

The “little white rabbit” had vanished into thin air.  

……  

That night’s events also left Qian Lai tossing and turning.  

Replaying the memories made her face burn in waves.  

It took a long time for her to finally calm down. Staring at the ceiling, she wondered: *Why did the Dimension suddenly “act on its own” and throw me out?*  

*Did Wenquan’s crying trigger some hidden mechanism?*  

But he was just a strange child—nothing more than a little boy who happened to like her more than others.  

*Could the Dimension have assigned me some kind of mission?*  

*And last night, protecting Wenquan—was that the task the Dimension gave me?*  

*What connection do I even have with Wenquan?*  

Just as she grew drowsy, still unable to find an answer, a man’s voice suddenly echoed in her ears.

[“Congratulations on completing the mission! Progress bar advanced by 10%. Upon reaching 100%, the character will receive 100 million yuan in cash and return to the real world!”]

Just complete missions and I can go home!?

Qian Lai was overjoyed!