The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 415: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (31)

After chatting for a while, the few of them returned to the house halfway up the mountain with Su An to enjoy today's dinner.

After all, we have experienced so many twists and turns today and traveled a long distance, and everyone feels exhausted.

After finishing dinner, they all returned to their rooms to rest.

The next morning, the sun filled the entire courtyard.

Su Xiangran and Fei Tao originally planned to go up the mountain again to check on the flower fields, but when they stepped out of the door, they were surprised to see Ling Moqing practicing martial arts in the yard.

"Well! He still follows the rules and doesn't fight shirtless." Fei Tao muttered to the side.

Su Xiangran didn't care. Although she was now a daughter of an official family, at heart she was still more of a woman who was used to seeing eight-pack abs in modern society.

Perhaps noticing the two people coming, Ling Moqing's punches became more powerful and majestic, as if he was pouring all his strength into each punch.

"Miss, in my opinion, Mr. Ling's skills are quite good." Fei Tao whispered in Su Xiangran's ear.

At the same time, he signaled her to look to the side with his eyes, "Look over there, those guards are cheering loudly!"

However, Su Xiangran was not as excited as Feitao. Instead, her face sank slightly and her eyes were fixed on the man in the field.

Although the man was practicing boxing with vigorous and powerful movements and great momentum at the moment, Su Xiangran keenly noticed his unusual lip color.

Thinking of the poison that Ling Moqing had been poisoned with before, and relying on her experience, she secretly judged in her heart: the person in front of her seems to be extremely brave, but in fact he is at the end of his strength and may not be able to hold on for much longer.

Sure enough, just as Su Xiangran finished her thought, an astonishing scene happened on the field.

Ling Mo threw a punch with all his strength, which contained powerful internal energy.

But at this moment, he suddenly opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of blood, then he covered his chest and fell to the ground with a bang.

Seeing this scene, Su Xiangran couldn't help but secretly think in his heart: Oh, it's that familiar crispy mode again.

Even though we haven't found the birthmark on his body yet, it's almost certain that he is that person.

Sometimes Su Xiangran actually doesn’t quite understand this person. He seems smart in every way, but why does he always do stupid things that are so incomprehensible?

Of course, now is not the time to go into details. Saving lives is more important.

Su Xiangran quickly stepped forward, supported Ling Moqing, and said to Feitao while taking his pulse, "Go and get the detoxification pills that we prepared for this trip up the mountain, and bring my silver needles as well."

Then he said to the guards on the side: "Two people come, carry him to the stone bench over there."

These guards were originally watching the boxing match attentively, but they were shocked when they saw the blood spurting out.

At this moment, everyone came back to their senses as if awakened from a dream and hurried forward to help Su Xiangran.

They followed her instructions and carefully moved Ling Moqing to a stone bench nearby and placed him there.

At the same time, Fei Tao quickly took out the first aid supplies and handed them to Su Xiangran.

Su Xiangran picked up the silver needle skillfully and first used a slightly thicker needle to prick tiny bleeding spots on each of Ling Moqing's fingers.

Then, she used acupuncture to gradually force the toxins in Ling Moqing's body to his fingertips.

Not long after, the ten originally inconspicuous red dots began to ooze dark blood, but the amount was very limited.

After just a few drops, the blood turned back into bright red.

Only then did Su Xiangran heave a sigh of relief and said to Fei Tao beside her, "Feed the medicine to him."

Not long after taking the medicine, about a cup of tea later, Ling Moqing gradually woke up.

His eyes were confused and he seemed to be still in chaos.

"How many prescriptions of the fumigation bath I asked you to prepare have you used?" Su Xiangran stared at the confused man in front of her, anger welling up in her heart.

She wanted to restrain herself, but couldn't help asking, "How old are you?"

At this moment, Ling Moqing was not fully awake yet and his mind was very confused.

But in response to Su Xiangran's question, he still relied on his subconscious to answer: "I am 22 years old and still unmarried.

As for the recipe for the medicinal bath... I just used up the first one."

What kind of person is this! Who cares whether you are married or not? Did they ask you? You are so impatient to say it out loud. You have no male ethics!

Ling Moqing: Whether you ask me or not, I am single.

But now is not the time to dwell on this issue. After Su Xiangran heard the answer about the usage of the prescription, she was so angry that she wanted to curse.

In fact, she was indeed mocking Ling Moqing: "Based on your current condition, it's hard to say whether you can get married. If things continue like this, I'm afraid you won't live past the age of 23!"

In stark contrast, Ling Moqing's reaction was extreme. He seemed to be extremely frightened. He woke up almost instantly and asked directly, "Why can't I get married?"

It's a matter of life and death. These two people think about the problem in completely different ways.

Su Xiangran: If this man continues like this, he won’t live more than a year.

Ling Moqing: I won’t be able to get married, wuwuwu!

The baby is sad, but he doesn't say it