The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 403: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (9)

"Miss Feitao." Su An bowed to Feitao, "Last night, my uncle was worried about leaving this place to other people, so he arranged for me to come and guard it."

Fei Tao agreed and said, "That's right, you are much more careful than others."

Su Xiangran glanced at the two of them before walking towards Ling Moqing's bed. After she stopped, she did not hesitate and directly took his pulse.

I looked at his fundus and tongue again.

The elegant and subtle fragrance wafted over like wisps of smoke, and as Su Xiangran gradually approached, it silently penetrated into Ling Moqing's sensitive nose.

This scent had never appeared in his memory, but strangely, this strange feeling carried a certain indescribable familiarity.

It seems as if it is hidden deep in the soul, never forgotten or recalled, but will burst out as soon as it is encountered again.

The smell is subtle and not strong, but it is very inspiring.

Just like the ripples caused by the spring breeze blowing across the lake, soft and delicate, Ling Moqing couldn't help but indulge in it, so much so that he completely cooperated with Su Xiangran's treatment movements without feeling the slightest resistance.

Even when he noticed that Su Xiangran was about to get up and leave, he couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying to retain every trace of the fragrance.

But.......

"Miss, he's bleeding from the nose." Fei Tao screamed, "Is the poison he was poisoned with acting up again?"

Saying “flowing” is already very polite, because Ling Moqing’s nosebleed was spurting out directly.

Fortunately, Su Xiangran had just taken a few steps back, otherwise the nosebleed would have sprayed on her clothes.

"No! When I took his pulse just now, I found that there is not much poison left." Su Xiangran didn't quite understand, so she could only step forward and try to take his pulse again.

But at this time, Ling Moqing simply put his hands behind his back and said, "I am Ling Moqing. Thank you for saving my life, Miss. I just lost control and caused the blood to surge. It has nothing to do with Miss."

Ling Moqing: There are no secrets in front of the doctor, and his thoughts cannot be known to his savior for the time being.

"Okay!" Su Xiangran saw that he didn't seem to have any big problems, so she didn't insist anymore.

"I don't know what poison you were poisoned with! But I asked someone to give you some common antidotes." Su Xiangran thought for a while and said, "But just now I checked your pulse and there is still some poison left. There will be no problem in the short term.

But if it takes too long, you might injure your heart meridians, so you should make plans early. In addition, the most serious wound on your body is on your waist and abdomen, and I have already applied medicine."

"Actually, I came here to visit a friend, and I happened to run into my former enemy on the way." Ling Moqing felt that he should explain the matter clearly. "It was originally resolved.

I didn't expect that at the last moment, the villain wanted to die with me, which led to what happened today. Don't worry, Miss, I will leave as soon as I can move."

After hearing what he said, Su Xiangran felt that she had found a way to have the best of both worlds: "Your friend's house should be nearby! Do you want me to send a message for you and ask him to come pick you up?"

Ling Moqing originally thought that this was feasible, but then he thought that his friend was a fifteen-year-old boy who was not only handsome but also had a good family background.

Thinking of this, he inexplicably didn't want his "savior" to have any contact with him.

"He doesn't know I'm here, and his family isn't in Yuncheng." Ling Moqing felt a little embarrassed, "I'm afraid I'll have to bother you for a while."

Fei Tao was a little worried that her mistress would kick the man out. After all, Su Xiangran had never had a good impression of people in the martial arts world. But this man was injured now, and he might die if he went out.

"Miss, why don't we let him stay here to recuperate for a while? At least..." Fei Tao didn't say anything else, but Su Xiangran understood what she meant.

"I didn't ask you to leave." Su Xiangran was helpless. Even though she didn't like Jianghu people, she wouldn't kick them out at this time. "How about this! When you can get out of bed, I'll have someone find you a new place.

Because most of the people in this courtyard are women, it would be inconvenient for you, a man, to stay here. I had no choice but to place you in the incense room yesterday. When you feel better, I will move you to the outer courtyard."

Su An said on the side: "Although it is an outer courtyard, the environment is not bad. Please don't misunderstand this knight."

Upon hearing this, Ling Moqing knew that he could stay here, and he was delighted, but he did not show it on his face. Instead, he said in a good manner, "I can actually get out of bed. I'll go over now! Don't stay in this inner courtyard all the time, so as not to trouble the young lady."

As he spoke, Ling Moqing struggled to get up again.

Seeing this, Su An hurried over to support Ling Moqing, but he didn't want to appear weak in front of Su Xiangran, so he still insisted on standing up.

Soon the gauze around Ling Moqing's waist began to turn red.

"Lie down!" Su Xiangran sighed, "Your wound has split again. Sir, you don't plan to let it heal, right?"

Ling Moqing's body stiffened. In fact, he just felt a tearing pain in his waist, but he just wanted to endure it.