Yao Qing’s parents’ faces were filled with despair.

Just when their daughter had finally started to make good money and their lives were improving, this sudden twist of fate threatened to force her to marry a man riddled with illness. He could die at any moment. How could they possibly agree?

If their family were truly destitute, unable to even afford food, then perhaps they might consider it. But that was not the case. Even if they were not terribly successful, the old couple still ran a small supermarket that earned them several thousand, sometimes even over ten thousand, a month. Their daughter was now doing incredibly well, working at Qifei Group with an annual salary of three million. The company had even provided her with a car and a house.

Yet the Sun Family thought they could buy their daughter for a mere one million. How could they tolerate such an insult? But what could they do? They had refused and were beaten for it; now, they could not even get out of bed.

Meanwhile, Yao Qing’s money-grubbing younger uncle and his wife were enthusiastically arranging the marriage.

"Sister-in-law, Big Brother, the Sun Family has already set the date," the uncle’s wife said, tossing a handful of melon seed shells onto the table. "The engagement is tomorrow. If need be, we can skip the engagement and go straight to the wedding. In life, you have to be sensible. Marrying into the Sun Family is no loss for Yao Qing. She’ll instantly become the Young Mistress of the Sun Family.

"Think about it. Even if that sickly man dies, Yao Qing will still inherit a large sum of money. If the marriage succeeds in restoring his health and he doesn’t die, she benefits even more."

"You know they’re just using Qingqing as a tool, yet you still want to push her into a pit of fire? Inheritance? Those rich people are as cunning as demons. Do you really think they’d leave a single penny for my daughter?" Yao Qing’s mother seethed. "Regardless, I will not agree to this marriage! My daughter is still a fine young woman, and it’s not as if she has no other suitors!"

"Exactly! I don’t agree either, and Qingqing never will!" Yao Qing’s father added angrily.

"Big Brother, to be blunt, what good is your disagreement?" the younger brother laughed. "Tomorrow is the engagement. My wife and I will attend as the family elders. You two just stay home and recover. Once the deed is done, you’ll have to agree whether you like it or not. Big Brother, I’m only doing this for your own good. I can’t just stand by and watch you court death!"

Lying in bed, the old couple trembled with rage. "You! You!" they sputtered, powerless to even stand up.

"What are you doing!"

Just then, Yao Qing returned. Yang Qi followed behind her, having heard the last part of the conversation. His expression soured. What kind of relatives are these? They’re malicious to the core.

"Oh, Yao Qing is back," the uncle’s wife said with a smile. "I was just telling your parents that the engagement is tomorrow. Don’t bother going to work. Just be a good girl and head to Longjiang Prefecture. The Sun Family has booked the largest hotel in Jiang City. You’ll be the most glamorous bride in all of Jingnan Prefecture."

"Get out! I will never marry that man! All of you, get out!" Yao Qing was furious. How could she have such relatives?

"Qingqing, I know you’re angry, but anger is useless. If you can’t fight it, you might as well try to enjoy it," the uncle’s wife said, not angered in the least. Sighing, she continued, "Ordinary folks like us can’t contend with powerful people, let alone provoke them. They’ve taken a liking to you, so consider it a blessing. Alright, think it over. Whether you go tomorrow is your decision."

Although Yao Qing was angry, she felt an even greater sense of despair. She truly had no idea what to do. The situation felt utterly hopeless.

Her aunt suddenly glanced at Yang Qi and smiled. "What a handsome young man. Your boyfriend, right? Give up. Fighting the Sun Family will not end well. You saw those people outside, didn’t you? They’re all watching to make sure Yao Qing doesn’t escape."

Having said her piece, she swayed her hips and smirked before leaving with her husband.

On their sickbeds, Yao Qing’s parents shed tears of humiliation. "Mom and Dad are useless. We can’t help you," they lamented, filled with frustration and helplessness.

"Dad, Mom, don’t worry about this for now," Yao Qing said with a sigh. "I’ve brought a Divine Doctor to take a look at you."

She had already decided to go through with the marriage. For her parents’ safety, she had no other choice. Despite the intense reluctance in her heart, she knew she had to go.

"This is the doctor?" The elderly couple looked at Yang Qi in surprise. Such a young and handsome man is a Divine Doctor?

Yang Qi smiled without explaining. Instead, he took their pulses and said gravely, "They were certainly ruthless."

His smile vanished, replaced by pure rage. "To be so heavy-handed with two elderly people... Yao Qing, you’re lucky you found me when you did. A few days later, and I’m afraid they would have been beyond saving."

Gritting his teeth, Yang Qi took out a Qi Blood Pill. He broke it and gave each of the elders one-third of it. The two were ordinary people and could not withstand the pill’s full potency, so one-third each was more than enough.

Barely ten minutes after taking the Qi Blood Pill, the elderly couple was already able to get out of bed and walk. Their injuries were not from an illness but were both internal and external, which the Qi Blood Pill was most effective at treating.

"He really is a Divine Doctor!" the couple exclaimed. They had been skeptical at first, but after taking the medicine, they were completely convinced.

"Come on, Qingqing. We have to get out of here before the Sun Family finds us," they said, immediately thinking of fleeing with their daughter. Even if it meant leaving their home and starting over, it was better than pushing her into a pit of fire.

"Dad, Mom, we can’t leave," Yao Qing said, shaking her head. "I saw them on my way back; the area is swarming with the Sun Family’s men. They won’t let us go. As long as you two are healthy, I don’t really mind. Who I marry doesn’t change anything. Just consider it my bad luck."

"No! Absolutely not!" her parents said, shaking their heads. "We’ve asked around. That Sun Bie isn’t just a sickly man; his illness came from his debauchery. He’s no good! How could you possibly have a good life if you married him? Your mother and I don’t have many years left; we can’t let your happiness be ruined."

The couple truly cared for their daughter, and Yao Qing was genuinely filial. Yet, people like them were being forced into a corner—a truly lamentable situation.

"The three of you, stop arguing. Leave this to me," Yang Qi said with a smile. "Yao Qing is an employee of Qifei Group, and as the Young Master of Qifei Group, I must help. Just wait here peacefully. I’m going to make some preparations. No matter who comes tomorrow, don’t go with them. As long as you are in Jingnan Prefecture, no one can take you away!"

Touched, Yao Qing nodded and saw Yang Qi out.