"No, you mustn't let him touch Grandfather!"
Qin Xi swiftly moved to the bedside, blocking Ye Qingchen and preventing him from getting close. She paid no heed to Qin Zhantian, who was violently spitting up blood on the sickbed.
"Qin Xi, what are you doing?"
Qin Yue, seeing Qin Xi block Ye Qingchen at a time like this, scolded angrily, "Can't you see Grandfather is having an attack? Why are you stopping Ye Qingchen from treating him?"
Qin Xi looked back at Qin Yue defiantly and said, "Young Master Cheng, a fourth-grade Alchemist, already said nothing can be done. How could he, a mere third-grade Alchemist, possibly cure Grandfather's Fire Poison? Besides, a quack like him could do more harm than good and aggravate Grandfather's condition. If the worst should happen to Grandfather, can you bear that responsibility?"
