The Love of Passerby A

Chapter 404: The Wulin Leader’s Fiancée (2)

After hearing what Su Xiangran said, Ling Moqing didn't dare to move anymore.

Fei Tao quickly took the medicine and bandages.

Su An cut open the previously bandaged area and prepared to re-treat Ling Moqing's wound.

"Wait a moment." Su Xiangran took out a small white porcelain box, "Since you are bleeding again, I will take some blood and try to find out what poison you were poisoned with."

Ling Moqing would certainly not object, so now he could only lie on the bed and be "dominated by others".

Oh! No, I let Su Xiangran take my blood.

After collecting the blood in the box in her hand, Su Xiangran planned to go to the pharmacy on the other side of the room to study Ling Moqing's blood.

But Su An was stunned by the scene before him.

He was the one who treated the wound last night. Su An could understand what happened after the wound burst, but when he saw the wound with skin turned outward and swollen, he was also panicked.

"Miss... Miss, why don't we get a doctor for this young man?" Su An's voice was trembling, "This looks a little too serious."

Fei Tao glared at him unhappily.

The ordinary medicine used yesterday was already very effective. For fear of something happening, she would not change the medicine for the man to a better one. Now it was he who caused the wound, so why can't it be treated?

"Su An, handle it yourself..." Fei Tao took a look at the man's exposed wound and couldn't help but screamed, "Miss."

Before Su Xiangran walked out of the gauze curtain, she heard two people's exclamations and turned around with some impatience.

As soon as she saw the wound, she quickly put down the porcelain box in her hand and quickly returned to the bed.

"You used so much strength just now that there's a tear here." Su Xiangran's hand passed across Ling Moqing's waist and abdomen. "The wound on the side is still intact, but here it's torn again. You really don't want to recover!"

In Ling Moqing's case, he exerted too much force, causing his muscles to tear, but Su Xiangran didn't know how to explain the word "muscle" to these people, so she could only pass it over.

Su Xiangran didn't think there was anything wrong, but Ling Moqing's face flushed instantly when he was touched. He secretly thanked his lucky light on this side, otherwise he would have been so embarrassed.

Fei Tao's original intention was to let the young lady take a look, but she didn't expect Su Xiangran to touch it.

"Miss, please take your hands off quickly." Fei Tao reminded shyly, "I know you are worried about the patient's injury, but there is a difference between men and women after all."

"No, I have to touch it to determine the exact extent of the tear." Su Xiangran looked at Ling Moqing seriously and said, "Now I'll ask you a question and you answer it. If the subsequent recovery is not good and your lifelong happiness is delayed, it's none of my business."

Fei Tao opened her mouth wide: What kind of lewd words are these? How can a well-educated lady like her say such things after only living in Yunjian Villa for a few years? No, I must stop the lady from going there again in the future.

Su Xiangran's actions were bolder than what she said. She pressed on Ling Moqing's wound and asked about the pain.

Finally, when Ling Moqing felt that he could no longer bear it, Su Xiangran withdrew her hand.

Guessing that Su Xiangran should have finished the consultation, he quickly pulled a blanket over to cover himself and slightly arched his body.

At this time, Su Xiangran had already turned around, so she naturally did not see his series of actions. However, Su An, who was standing next to him, saw it all.

It's a man's embarrassment! Everyone understands it.

"Feitao, then grind some of my Seven Pine Medicinal Ink and bring it over." Su Xiangran ordered, "I will use this medicinal ink to mark the newly formed wound first, and then you can apply the medicine on him. Remember that the medicine for new wounds and old wounds is different, and they cannot be mixed."

As he was speaking, Fei Tao had already come over with the ground medicinal ink.

"Why are you covering me with a blanket so quickly!" Su Xiangran turned around and saw what Ling Moqing had done, "The medicine hasn't even been administered yet!"

Ling Moqing had no choice but to pull the blanket closer, fortunately enough the key parts were still covered.

Su Xiangran felt that although this person looked like a gangster, he seemed quite pretentious.

But this was none of her business. Su Xiangran took a pen and dipped it in medicinal ink and drew a circle on the torn muscle.

Ling Moqing felt even more uncomfortable where the pen tip swept, but fortunately the blanket was still on him, so it was not too painful.

"Okay, here it is." Su Xiangran put down the pen in her hand. "This is medicinal ink. It has the effects of clearing away heat and detoxifying, cooling blood and stopping bleeding. You don't have to wipe it off deliberately. After a few days of applying the medicine, if the color fades, tell me and I will come over to fill it in."

"Miss." Fei Tao said hurriedly, "Let others do this!"

"No, I can't tell where the wound is without touching it." Su Xiangran shook her head seriously, "This kind of wound usually heals quickly, but I'm afraid the situation will get worse if I don't take good care of it, so I have to re-determine the location in a few days."

Fei Tao gave Su An a look and said, "Miss, don't worry, Su An will take good care of this knight."

After accepting Fei Tao's meaning, Su An immediately replied: "Yes, yes, I promise."

Su Xiangran picked up the porcelain box that she had just put aside and walked out from behind the gauze curtain.