Chapter Seventeen of [Yellow Sapphire]

He Yuanjun sat on the waiting chair outside the intensive care unit, her second time here this month.
She didn't cry, nor did she show any sadness; she simply stared blankly at the red light of the operating room, motionless
.

However, beneath the calm surface, a turbulent undercurrent, or perhaps a deep whirlpool, was brewing.
Zhang Hao , and he even had to use the power of his ring to try and calm his mother down.

His mother was on the verge of collapse.

He was frustrated and angry. He had never imagined his sister would attempt suicide by cutting her wrists. Everything was out of his
control, and this wasn't the first time. He thought he had learned his lesson after Cai Fengjuan's incident, but not
long after, he was slapped again.

He hated Zhang Meiqing, just as Zhang Meiqing hated him, but this hatred didn't contain any murderous
intent. He remembered that his sister wasn't like this when she was little; back then, she was innocent and kind
. It was only as she started school and the surrounding gossip influenced her, leading her step by step to
the point . He considered it a betrayal.

He didn't give them any instructions to protect themselves, because after acquiring the ring, he discovered that most people
were afraid of death. Many women, having experienced far more tragic things than his sister, hadn't chosen to end their
lives. Yet, if it weren't for the ring reminding him, his sister would already be dead.

In his anger and frustration, Zhang Hao didn't notice that from the yellow gemstone set in the ring,
murky, cloud-like substances were constantly rising like steam, seeping into his brain.

At that moment, Zhang Min arrived at the hospital. The couple exchanged a glance, saying nothing. Zhang Min
sat down on a chair on the other side, head down, hands tucked into his hair.

Before receiving the call, he had been molesting his sister-in-law Ningxia, who was cooking in the kitchen, and was about to pull down his pants to have
sex when he learned of his daughter's suicide attempt by cutting her wrists. He had no interest in women anymore; he immediately drove back home at
breakneck speed .

The couple didn't argue. Although their relationship was beginning to break down, they were both
highly educated . They knew that they both bore the greatest responsibility for this tragedy.

Downstairs, outside the operating room, Mo Zixu slumped against the wall. His mother, Shen Qianrou, had attempted suicide by overdosing
on sleeping pills and was currently undergoing emergency surgery.

On the same day, two teachers and a student from M City's No. 1 Middle School committed suicide—such explosive news should have immediately
rocked M City. But miraculously, no major newspapers or television stations in M City took any action; some force had
suppressed all the impact.

"Fuck your mother—!"

In the stairwell of the People's Hospital, Liu Weimin kicked Mo Zixu to the ground. Looking at
Mo Zixu lying there, his face ashen, he quickly realized that uttering that vulgar curse at this moment seemed inappropriate.

"You brainless idiot! With your level of intelligence, even I wouldn't dare do incest,
yet you dared to do it! Didn't I give you the drugs? You moron!"

Liu Weimin said, unable to resist kicking him twice more. Mo Zixu was much taller than Liu Weimin, but he
didn't resist, letting Liu Weimin's foot land on him: "I...I accidentally put it in the wrong place..."

Just last night, Mo Zixu, who had been scolded by Ye Yuntang during the day, returned home feeling frustrated.
The more he thought about it, the more frustrated he felt. He had finally gotten a sex toy that he could use and scold at will, and it was one of the school beauties. Then,
out of nowhere, a policewoman aunt appeared, and he wet his pants and was pointed at and gossiped about the whole way. And now,
his sex slave was gone just like that.

Mo Zixu was irritably changing TV channels in the living room when his mother, Shen Qianrou, came out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel.
The white towel only covered her chest and buttocks, revealing a large expanse of snow-white skin. She had
divorced her husband five years ago and had no intention of remarrying. Only she and her son lived in the house. Over time,
she became less reserved. Several times, she even forgot to close the bathroom door, allowing her son to bump into her. He saw her
squatting legs spread, urinating, and her private parts exposed. She scolded him, but he quickly looked
away in shame. She didn't seem to care; after all, he was her son.

However, she didn't realize that her indulgence was unintentionally leading a bright and promising student astray.
After his first glimpse of that stunning sight, Mo Zixu began browsing pornographic websites he had never visited before. Shen
Qianrou thought her son was a cheerful and sunny boy, but she didn't know that her son had deliberately
made the bathroom door handle extremely difficult to close, so that she would sometimes
close the door carelessly when she was annoyed or in a hurry to urinate. She also didn't know that her son had installed a hidden camera in the bathroom, and his
computer hard drive contained dozens of videos of her showering.

Mo Zixu's dark side grew stronger, but it was limited to masturbating with his mother's underwear. After all, she was
his mother. Although Mo Zixu sometimes fantasized about incestuous erotic videos,
societal norms always restrained him.

However, the drugs he had obtained from Liu Weimin earlier became the straw that broke the camel's back. Seeing his mother's
alluring , his heart immediately stirred. Today, he had only masturbated with Aunt Ye's underwear; he
hadn't ejaculated at all, and had even been teased by his policewoman aunt.

Lust and his trust in the drugs led him to overcome ethical barriers, finally deciding to take the risk.

He brought his mother a glass of water, but unknowingly, in his nervousness, he had given her the wrong medication!

The drug he intended to give would induce sexual arousal, but after release, it would cause a blackout, similar to being drunk—
meaning the person would forget everything that happened before taking the drug. However, the pill he administered was a drug to enhance the pleasure of rape.
Women who took it would experience a surge of lust, becoming completely subservient to the man, but the entire process would be remembered afterward
.

If it were just simple sex, things might not have turned out this way. But his previous bestiality towards Liu Yaqi had
fundamentally changed Mo Zixu.

That night, fueled by his mother's lust, he made her do many filthy and despicable things:

"I've never seen such a slutty bitch as you, actually doing such
despicable !"

The drug's effects eroded Shen Qianrou's reason, and like animals prioritizing survival when hungry, food became more important than anything else.
Everything was the same; at this moment, releasing her sexual desire was Shen Qianrou's supreme goal. Even if the person opposite her was her own son.

She had just been coerced by her son into posing in many lewd ways for him to take pictures, holding him
in her arms and breastfeeding him, performing masturbation while wearing sexy lingerie... and finally, in return, she
was allowed to have her son ejaculate inside her in a cowgirl position.

But that damned desire did not subside; instead, it returned even more fiercely, forcing her to shamelessly
obey the commands of her son, who had now transformed into a demon.

Shen Qianrou leaned against the headboard, her two long, beautiful legs spread apart. She would sometimes flip her
labia, sometimes pinch her clitoris, actually introducing her genitals. Finally, she lifted her buttocks, and having practiced
gymnastics, she actually pulled her heels behind her head with both hands, thus folding her body and
displaying her genitals to the maximum extent.

Her son was playing with her breasts, while she spread her buttocks in front of him,
revealing her brown anus, and began to introduce her asshole:

"This is...this is my...anus..." Mo Zixu corrected her, and her mother
continued , "This is my...anus, it's dark brown...with many folds...inside is...the rectum
..." Seeing her mother stop, the son guided her further, and Shen Qianrou's face turned burning red: "I usually...
usually use it to...poop...but now...now...it craves the insertion of a big cock..."

"What kind of grade head is this? Such poor literary skills, you can't even introduce a sex organ properly!"

Mo Zixu humiliated his mother, he used a belt to tie her feet behind her head, so that
his mother could only maintain that lewd and embarrassing posture.

"It must be so uncomfortable..."

Mo Zixu took a deep breath, continuing to tease his mother's genitals. Shen Qianrou whimpered, pleading several times,
saying, "Give it to me," "Put it in," "Fuck me," "Fuck me to death."

Mo Zixu felt his education was very successful; his mother, the head of the grade, had finally learned these lewd
terms. He first thrust his thick penis into his mother's overflowing vagina, pumping a few times before quickly pulling it
out. Then, his thick glans slowly pried open his mother's anus.

That night, Liu Weimin did many different things to his mother until she passed out, only then
did he go to take a shower, satisfied.

Just as he was about to return to clean up the scene, he saw the bottle of sleeping pills on the ground.

After being coerced and raped by Liu Weimin, Shen Qianrou had been suffering from nervous breakdown. She often suffered from insomnia at night and had to
go to the doctor to get some sleeping pills. She never thought that she would ultimately use this bottle of drugs to commit suicide.

Fortunately, there weren't many pills left, and the doctor said there was a high chance of her being saved.

After kicking him a few times, Liu Weimin felt somewhat relieved. He took out a cigarette and lit it. His
feelings for Mo Zixu were complicated. He was just a small fry, a lackey, not very
useful . But unlike the group of people his family had placed around him, this underling was someone he had developed himself, and Liu
Weimin secretly considered them his loyal followers.

He calmed things down for a bit, letting the women quiet down. He really hadn't expected his subordinate to harm
his mother. If someone had actually died, he would be in serious trouble.

"After something like this, it's not right not to give some explanation." Liu Weimin spoke after smoking half of his cigarette:
"The police will be coming to question you later. Just say your mother accidentally overdosed on medication, understand?"

Mo Zixu, sitting on the floor, nodded, but quickly asked, "How is my mother?"

"Physically, she's fine, but mentally... hehe."

Liu Weimin finished speaking, threw away his cigarette butt, and pushed open the door to leave.

Through the closed door, Mo Zixu's wailing could be heard from inside.

In the hospital corridor, Liu Weimin pulled out his phone: "Uncle Kun, I'd like to borrow Dr. Li for a bit. No,
just for a day. Okay."

"Cough cough… I want… I want to transfer the company. I have enough money; I can at least make ends meet for the rest of my
life ."

He Yuanjun leaned against the wall. Today she wore a red striped shirt, a short scarf around her neck,
black suit pants, and black high heels. She looked incredibly capable.

A slender cigarette was between her pale fingers; her son had just bought it for her. She
hadn't smoked in seven years, and she even choked a little before speaking.

Zhang Min remained silent. He should resign; that would save everything. But for some reason, he just couldn't bring himself to say those
two words .

He Yuanjun smiled sadly. Even at this point, her husband showed not a shred of remorse.

"Don't worry, I won't let you quit your job. Go and build your career. You're right, a man can't
do without his own career."

Even so, He Yuanjun chose to forgive her husband. Their relationship hadn't been easy; she
was a wealthy heiress, while he was from a farming family. Their mismatched backgrounds caused many ups and downs in their relationship.

"Yuanjun..." He Yuanjun's words moved Zhang Min deeply. He really wanted to slap himself:
"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry."

He hugged his wife tightly. But he couldn't see that his wife, resting on his shoulder
, was turning pale.

He Yuanjun smelled a woman's perfume on her husband.

It smelled wonderful. Dr. Huang smelled his left hand, thinking to himself: At this age, to maintain such a appearance
and figure, although her figure is a bit petite, her wife at home is worlds apart from her.

Shen Qianrou had been injected with anesthesia and was now soundly asleep. The amount of sleeping pills she had taken
was not large. For Dr. Huang, this surgery was minor. After a series of procedures including gastric lavage, Shen
Qianrou was saved.

Dr. Huang had just taken advantage of the distraction to slip his hand inside the patient's clothes and touch her unprotected breast
. He rarely encountered such a beautiful patient throughout the year.

"How is she?"

Just as Dr. Huang was enjoying the faint scent of the woman's body on his hand, a hoarse voice
sounded , startling him. He turned around slightly guiltily, and behind him stood a woman wearing a short-sleeved shirt.
A thin, elderly man in a white coat.

"Mr. Li... Mr. Li!"

Mr. Li's real name wasn't Mr. Li, but Li Tailai. He was the former president of the First People's Hospital of M City,
now the hospital's chief consultant, and also the honorary director of the joint venture
partner renowned neurosurgeon and expert in genetic engineering.

"How did the surgery go?"

"Very successful, I..."

Dr. Huang was about to boast to his superiors, quickly preparing his speech to exaggerate the patient's
condition to demonstrate his abilities, but before he could finish, Mr. Li interrupted him.

"Good. She's my relative. Transfer her to Huitianlou now so she can receive
examinations and treatment there."

"Yes, I'll arrange for her transfer immediately."

"Also," Mr. Li's beady eyes looked at Dr. Huang, his mustache twitching, "If the police come to inquire about
her condition later, just say she took the wrong medication."

"Mr. Li, this..."

"I'll pretend I didn't see what happened earlier. Haven't you done enough of this kind of thing? Enough to revoke your medical license."

Dr. Huang was speechless. Actually, he hadn't done anything too outrageous; it was all just casual
groping. But if word got out, he'd be finished in the medical field.

As soon as Chairman Li came out of the operating room, Liu Weimin immediately approached him.

"Thank you for your help, sir."

Liu Weimin's usual playful and roguish demeanor was a far cry from his usual self. This man was no ordinary person; even his father held
Li Tailai in high esteem and respect. The organization's recruitment of Wu Dongkun wasn't so much about Golden Oak Biopharmaceutical Company, but
rather about this scientific prodigy. Li Tailai was said to have received a great favor from Wu Dongkun, and
wouldn't .

"Time is limited. What are your requirements?"

"Let's do a rejuvenation project, and a slave bondage. The data is ready."

Liu Weimin handed a file folder to Chairman Li. Chairman Li opened it and exclaimed, "Huh? Isn't this you? Who is he?"

"I'm not very interested in her. This is her son."

"Full of wicked schemes."

The fifth basement level of the Huitian Tower, a sterile laboratory.

Shen Qianrou was already naked and strapped to a bizarre machine. In the center of the machine was a mobile
support frame to hold the patient, surrounded by eight robotic arms, each endd with instruments such as needles and
scalpels . Shen Qianrou's entire head was completely encased in a spherical device, countless
tubes densely packed into its surface. The other end was connected to a spherical device hanging from the ceiling, ten times larger than
the head-mounted device.

At this moment, a naked foreign woman, equally bizarre as the machine, entered. The woman was completely naked, standing
on tiptoe, a black metal high-heeled stud protruding from her heel, making
a clattering . On her full breasts, where the nipples should have been, they had morphed into two thumb-sized structures, the flesh of the nipples rolled back
like chrysanthemum buds. The sight of her made Liu Weimin exclaim in surprise, "Anne Hathaway?" "

Kidnapping a world-famous actress isn't easy. I met someone who looked about 80% like her while traveling, so I brought her
back and did some minor modifications. Now she looks exactly like Hathaway, hahaha!" Chairman Li
laughed smugly. When "Hathaway" walked to his side, he grabbed her breast with his left hand, and his right
index and middle fingers actually inserted directly into her nipple, which resembled a chrysanthemum bud. "Ah—!" With a wanton moan, Hathaway
immediately knelt on the ground. Liu Weimin saw that her pubic area was visibly
secreting copious amounts of vaginal fluid.

"I modified her nipples into two insertable vaginal openings, three times more sensitive than a vagina. If you
keep inserting into these openings, this slut will orgasm to death."

Chairman Li pulled his fingers out of Hathaway's vaginal openings, and Hathaway's vagina immediately spurted a stream
of nectar onto the floor like urination. Chairman Li ignored him and threw the folder in his hand on the floor:

"Get to work first, prepare for the memory implantation."

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