183.1 - I Don’t Want to Be Turned Into the Female Protagonist by the System

# Chapter 183: The Delicate Younger Sister Su Lu Jun gently placed Su Qi in the back seat of the Volvo, then settled himself in the driver's seat. Meanwhile, Lu Ran cradled Su Qi's small head and dialed Su Ci Heng's number. Su Ci Heng was Su Qi's second brother. The name "Second Brother" sounded too harsh, hence the chosen name Su Ci Heng. He worked as an emergency physician at a hospital in Zhejiang. In family emergencies, it was customary to call him for help. Just as Su Ci Heng was preparing to leave work, having just taken off his white coat, his phone rang. Seeing that it was Aunt Lu calling, he picked up. Being the child of Su Kong Jun, he should call Lu Ran his Second Aunt. But the term was deemed even less pleasant than Second Uncle, hence he addressed her as Aunt Lu. He suspected that his fiery-tempered Second Uncle might have been involved in a fight again, as he was known for his hot-headed nature. However, as soon as he answered the call, he could detect a sense of urgency and a hint of distress in Aunt Lu's usually composed voice. "Ci Heng, Xiao Qi seems to be in critical condition." Hearing Aunt Lu's words, Su Ci Heng paused for a moment before saying, "Aunt Lu, don't panic. Tell me what the situation is right now!" As he spoke, he slipped back into his white coat. Unlike surgery, being an emergency physician required extraordinary composure. He didn't question why Su Qi was home at this time instead of attending class at Su University's campus; he swiftly summoned two colleagues to accompany him downstairs to wait. Although not blood-related siblings, having grown up together, the children were very close, especially with Su Qi, the youngest of the group. Despite Su Qi's reserved nature, and not being particularly endearing, he held a special place in Su Ci Heng's heart, having often followed him around like a shadow during childhood. "I'm not sure; there's just... a lot of blood. Right, your Second Uncle just whipped him with a belt," Lu Ran's voice was tinged with tears, evident that she was quite frightened. Hearing this, Su Ci Heng felt angry. His Second Uncle was too domineering. It's one thing to discipline a small child, but Su Qi was already 18, and he never asked them for living expenses—what right did he have to hit him? But he couldn't voice these feelings, as he wasn't Su Lu Jun's son, just Su Qi's brother. Still, something in Aunt Lu's words seemed off. His Second Uncle was known for his temper, but how could a belt cause so much bleeding? It didn't make sense. "Aunt Lu, don't worry. Check carefully where Xiao Qi's injuries are and see if you can stop the bleeding." Keeping his voice calm, Su Ci Heng hoped to ease Aunt Lu's anxiety without causing further panic. Lu Ran listened, realizing that she needed to immediately stop the bleeding. She slowly lifted the bloodstained hem of Su Qi's skirt. Beneath were slender and well-proportioned legs, adorned with a pretty silver anklet on the left ankle. However, there was no time to admire these details; finding the wound was imperative. Despite lifting the skirt, she found no visible wounds. It was puzzling, but the bleeding seemed to have stopped, which restored some of her composure. That's when she noticed a distinct metallic tang, one familiar to women at certain times of the month. A thought emerged in her mind. She reached up along Su Qi's pale, smooth legs, realizing the issue. Her mood eased upon finding the truth. As an emergency physician, Su Ci Heng had encountered myriad unusual cases. Piecing together Aunt Lu's descriptions, he deduced it might be menstrual-related blood—a phenomenon not uncommon in startled young girls. But that was perplexing because Su Qi was a boy. Though a sizable blood loss seemed unlikely for anything else. Just as these thoughts flitted through his mind, Aunt Lu's voice came through the phone, "Ci Heng, find a female doctor when you get the chance." Stunned, Su Ci Heng puzzled over the situation. Was it possible his seventh brother was actually a girl? Growing up together, how could it be? It overturned his perception of reality. His Second Uncle and Aunt Lu had kept it so well-hidden. What could their motives be? They'd wanted a daughter—was this their way of getting one? Confusion only deepened for Su Ci Heng, unable to unravel these family mysteries. As Su Lu Jun drove, he glanced in the rearview mirror, seeing Su Qi's pallid face, akin to Snow White after biting the poisoned apple. This realization filled him with guilt, as though he were the one who handed her the cursed fruit. Too late for regrets. Witnessing Su Qi's frail and unconscious form, Su Lu Jun pressed the accelerator harder. Despite the Volvo's stable performance, even over speed bumps, flashing through red lights was bound to attract attention. Soon, a traffic officer on a motorcycle caught up. Forced to pull over amid traffic, Su Lu Jun was approached by the officer. "What's going on here?" the officer asked, dismounting his motorcycle. Peering through the window, he noted Su Lu Jun's reddened eyes of urgency and Su Qi's skirt pooled with blood in the back seat. The situation was clear to him. Traffic officers receive training for emergencies like this. Quickly, he pulled out a radio, asked which hospital they were headed to, and communicated with colleagues over the device. Within thirty seconds, he mounted his motorcycle again, directing Su Lu Jun, "Follow me!" With a police escort, surrounding cars made way, recognizing an emergency. A typical half-hour drive to the hospital took merely ten minutes. Su Ci Heng, along with a female doctor and a nurse, awaited their arrival at the hospital entrance. As the familiar Volvo pulled up, they hurried over. In no time, Su Qi was transferred to a mobile hospital bed. Su Qi's youthful face lacked all color, even her lips pallid from the blood loss. Her unconscious state rendered her expression placid, like a sleeping beauty—serene yet pitiful due to her blood-drained visage. Gazing at his delicate 'sister' Su Qi, Su Ci Heng marveled at the transformation. A short while ago a brother, now an exquisitely fragile sister—it was a feeling both bizarre and wonderful.