Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1146 - 1144: Deadly Intent in the Dark Night

Yi Siyu couldn't quite remember how she managed to leave the room.

When she came to her senses.

She was startled to find herself standing on an empty street.

Ominous.

Chilly.

At this moment.

It was already midnight.

The cold moonlight cast over the street, making the atmosphere even more eerie.

Yi Siyu felt her mind was a bit fuzzy, dazed, unsure of what she needed to do.

Kill.

Kill...

Kill—

These two words kept echoing in her mind, sometimes distant, sometimes as if shouting right in her ear.

She had never done such a thing before.

She didn't even know what it truly meant.

Only felt an overwhelming terror, panic.

Yi Siyu stood alone on the street.

She looked up.

The street was long and straight, impossible to see the end, the windows and doors of the houses on either side tightly shut, as if devoid of life.

Silently terrifying.

Yi Siyu felt a chill, and another gust of night wind passed, making her shiver involuntarily.

Her breathing was a bit erratic, no matter how many times she tried, it was no use.

So.

She simply let her heart beat wildly, her mind a jumble of thoughts, an endless spiral.

Before she knew it, quite some time had passed.

Only then did Yi Siyu start moving, slowly making her way to the guesthouse.

The guesthouse was in a secluded alleyway in town.

Even during the day, it was rare for anyone to be there, and at night it was even more silent and still.

Yi Siyu stood at the entrance of the alley, gazing at the guesthouse in the distance.

The lantern at the entrance of the guesthouse was still lit.

In the dark alley there was only that beam of light, illuminating the front of the guesthouse.

Yi Siyu closed her eyes, took a deep breath, swallowed hard, and abruptly opened her eyes again.

There was now a steadfast determination in her gaze.

She hesitated no more, nor felt panicked.

Understanding very clearly, why her father entrusted her with this task.

If she didn't do it.

Her brother Yi Tianqiu would die.

For her father, for her brother, she had no choice but to proceed.

She also understood.

Once she set foot in the alley, there would be no turning back, no matter how dangerous, she must keep going.

She must kill the person in that room.

Yi Siyu glanced at the note in her hand, took a deep breath.

Touched the dagger hidden beneath her skirt, her heart felt like it would leap out of her throat.

But she.

Still resolutely walked into the alley, heading towards the guesthouse.

Knock, knock, knock.

A gentle knocking echoed in the quiet alleyway.

The guesthouse attendant seemed to have fallen asleep, not hearing the sound.

Yi Siyu frowned slightly.

After waiting a moment, she pushed the door open and walked inside.

Jingle—

The doorbell woke the guesthouse attendant, who opened his dazed eyes and muttered.

"Guests at this hour..."

He yawned, stretching lazily.

"Do you need a room?"

The guesthouse attendant rubbed his eyes, finally seeing clearly it was a stunning beauty standing before him, instantly drooling, his eyes fixated, unblinking.

Yi Siyu's gaze showed some disdain, placing the note on the counter, pushing it towards the attendant.

"Which room?"

Her voice was cold and soft, as if afraid to disturb the silence.

The guesthouse attendant glanced at the note, then at Yi Siyu, and let out a knowing smile.

"Oh~~~"

"What do you mean 'oh'?"

"Judging by your appearance, the price must be high." The guesthouse attendant raised a lecherous brow, eyeing Yi Siyu up and down, mistaking her for a certain profession.

Yi Siyu blushed, a hint of shy annoyance, rolling her eyes helplessly.

"Which room?"

She didn't want to waste time with the guesthouse attendant.

The longer she lingered, the greater the danger.

Her voice lowered, cold and laced with murderous intent.

"Upstairs." The guesthouse attendant gestured upwards with his chin, eyes still roving over Yi Siyu suggestively, even disgustingly licking his lips. "Last time, let me have a taste too, I'd pay any price."

"Get lost."

Yi Siyu snapped, angrily heading upstairs.

"Oh, got some spirit, don't know your own place."

The guesthouse attendant sneered, curling his lip.

Yi Siyu ignored the guesthouse attendant.

Carefully stepping in the direction he pointed.

The second floor was also lined with rooms.

Silent and still.

Yi Siyu felt her heart pounding harder, as though the whole guesthouse echoed with its sound.

She pressed down hard on her chest, taking deep breaths, fearing her noise might alert the target.

Once composed.

She held the white paper, searching room by room.

Finally.

She stopped at the door of the last room on the second floor.

Looking at the plaque on the door, then at the black letters on the white paper.

An exact match.

This was it!

Yi Siyu's face instantly went pale, bloodless.

She touched the dagger under her skirt again.

It was still there.

She swallowed hard, steadied her emotions, steeled herself, and grasped the door handle.

Her body seemed frozen.

Motionless.

Yi Siyu felt the air around her solidifying.

She closed her eyes.

Her heart filled with unrest.

Afraid the other person would notice.

She remained in this position, unmoving for a long time, until she confirmed there was still no sound from within the room.

Then quietly, she gently pushed the door open.

The motion was extremely slow, careful.

Until it opened a crack.

Yi Siyu slipped inside in a flash, closing the door with the same agile movement.

Inside the room, pitch dark.

The only light.

Came from the cold moonlight shining through the window.

Matching her current mood perfectly.

Yi Siyu stood with her back against the door, motionless, until her eyes adjusted to the darkness, then she could see the room clearly.

The room was quite sparse.

A bed on the left, a table in the center.

Listening closely.

Snoring came from the left side.

The person seemed to be deeply asleep.

Heaven helps those who help themselves.

Yi Siyu heaved a sigh of relief, feeling elated inside.

She crouched slightly, quietly moving towards the bed, one hand slowly reaching for the dagger.

The snoring continued, uninterrupted.

In an instant.

Yi Siyu was at the bedside, her body trembling, not sure if from nervousness or excitement.

Thump thump.

Thump thump.

Thump thump.

Her heartbeat was so loud, she feared it would wake the target, quickly holding her breath.

"Ah..."

Suddenly.

A sound came from the bed.

A shift in position.

Yi Siyu was startled, nearly losing her composure.

She crouched lower, like she'd been struck by the Immobilization Spell, unmoving, frozen in place.

For that moment, her breath also halted.

But fortunately.

The target seemed to still be in slumber, just turning over, not showing signs of waking.

Yi Siyu slightly opened an eye to peek.

A heavy weight lifted from her heart.

"I'm sorry."

"I truly didn't mean to kill you."

"But to save my brother and father, I have no choice."

"If we meet in Hell, I will surely kneel and apologize to you."

Yi Siyu murmured softly, her voice as faint as a mosquito.

As she spoke.

Her hand had reached the dagger, ready to draw it out.

Suddenly!

Her body seemed to turn to stone, her eyes widening in terror.

The person in the bed.

Suddenly opened his eyes.

Sharp.

Cold.

Pitiless.

Emitting a chilling glare.

Staring straight at her.

Yi Siyu's heart skipped a beat, her mind went blank, forgetting to move.