After Murong Mingyuan was sent back to China by the dark blade, she was admitted to Hongye Private Hospital.
This was an industry owned by Ding Xiaolang's family.
Lin Yun'er, the current wife of the Moses family's patriarch, had stayed here 20 years ago. After killing the puppet patriarch of the Zhou family, she escaped from here and embarked on her glorious life.
The hospital was not very large.
Yet it had the best environment, the most advanced medical equipment, and excellent medical staff.
It was the most suitable place for patients with injuries and illnesses to recuperate.
The moment Murong Mingyuan saw Li Qianfan get out of a car, her eyes lit up. At that moment, a handsome blond young man, holding a thermos cup in his right hand, strode quickly from the inpatient area.
This blond young man did not notice Li Qianfan.
In his eyes, there was only Murong Mingyuan.
He was willing to dedicate everything, including his own life, to Murong Mingyuan unconditionally.
Even though he was missing a hand, and also the most important inches.
Alright.
He was the cripple Kahn, sent by the Rhode family to Sijiu to approach Yang Ziye.
"Master."
Kahn walked over quickly, bowed slightly, and said respectfully, "Have some water."
Murong Mingyuan ignored him, merely tilting her head slightly and looking at the man walking from the other side.
Not only did she not notice her eyes were shining, but she also didn't realize the corners of her mouth were curling into a smile.
Kahn noticed.
A ripple of displeasure immediately spread through his heart, and he followed her gaze eastward.
When Kahn saw Li Qianfan—
A voice immediately echoed in his mind: "Do you still want to live? Although, you are no longer a man."
Kahn's full displeasure immediately vanished like smoke!
Li Qianfan also noticed Kahn, and even more so, he noticed Kahn's attitude when he was trying to curry favor with Murong Mingyuan.
But he didn't take it seriously.
He believed that Murong Mingyuan had already completely controlled this new generation father-in-law.
Kahn's admiration for Murong Mingyuan's beauty now was purely appreciation, with no lewd thoughts.
Moreover, Li Qianfan had promised Murong Mingyuan on the snowy plain that he would never interfere in her private life.
He only needed to pretend not to see Kahn.
After quickly walking to Murong Mingyuan, Li Qianfan reached out and took her windbreaker from the bench, draping it over her.
He smiled and asked, "How are you feeling now?"
Before Murong Mingyuan could say anything, Li Qianfan took her left hand and placed his fingers on her pulse.
A few seconds later.
Li Qianfan's brows furrowed slightly.
As early as on the snowy plain, Li Qianfan had tested her and found that she had suffered a severe backlash from the curse, sustaining serious internal injuries.
Furthermore, due to her physical exhaustion while carrying him on the snowy plain for several days and nights, the high fever caused by her internal injuries had damaged her lung meridians.
Although.
She had recuperated for some time, her damaged lung meridians had not improved at all.
Perhaps, she would be left with lifelong sequelae because of this.
"Cough, cough, cough."
Murong Mingyuan coughed softly a few times, and the blush on her face instantly disappeared.
This was the most obvious manifestation of the sequelae.
"From now on, try to wear warmer clothes. Be careful not to catch a cold."
Li Qianfan sat beside her, looked into her eyes, and said softly, "Your qi and blood are severely damaged, and your lung capacity is insufficient. A common cold could turn into pneumonia. This kind of hard injury, even with important treatment, will take at least three years to show any improvement."
Murong Mingyuan said softly, "Don't you feel it's particularly awkward?"
Li Qianfan asked, confused, "Where is it awkward?"
Murong Mingyuan withdrew her left hand from Li Qianfan's grasp, "You used to hit and scold me. I was already used to being kicked and pushed around by you. But now you're so gentle with me, I feel awkward."
Li Qianfan—
He didn't know what to say.
Murong Mingyuan said again, "Horses on the prairie, to be full of vitality, have to be whipped frequently to gallop across the grasslands to be healthy. I'm not like the young ladies of your Han family, who can't even be bothered to pick up a fallen oil bottle."
Li Qianfan—
He had to ask, "With you like this, can you still be whipped?"
Murong Mingyuan coughed a few times before saying, "You haven't whipped me, how do you know you can't?"
Li Qianfan gave a dry laugh, "Alright. After you're discharged, I'll whip you a few times to try."
Tch.
Murong Mingyuan pouted and changed the subject, "If you have something to do, go ahead. You don't need to force yourself to accompany me just because I happened to save you. It'll make you uncomfortable, and I'll feel pretentious. It's better to be with Kahn than with you, I feel more at ease."
She said that!
Was Li Qianfan inferior to even a father-in-law in her heart?
Li Qianfan subconsciously looked at Kahn, who was quietly retreating.
Murong Mingyuan suddenly grabbed his hand and giggled, "I curse Kahn to have a big fall."
Kahn, who had quietly walked dozens of meters away, suddenly fell headlong onto the ground.
Li Qianfan's face changed drastically, and he quickly retracted his hand.
His change of expression was not because Kahn was cursed and fell.
Even if Kahn was not a master, he would definitely suffer some backlash from Murong Mingyuan after being cursed.
Given Murong Mingyuan's current condition, she could not withstand even a very weak curse!
As expected.
After seeing Kahn fall headlong, Murong Mingyuan, who was about to smile triumphantly, began to cough violently, with blood streaks flowing from the corner of her mouth.
"What are you messing around with?"
Li Qianfan was shocked, and quickly grabbed her left hand, pressing down forcefully on the acupoint between her index and middle fingers, then released and pressed again.
This acupoint could effectively stop coughing.
"You, you mind your own business?"
Murong Mingyuan coughed and gave Li Qianfan a sideways glance.
That glance was full of charm—
Li Qianfan reprimanded in a low voice, "You are playing with your own life."
"My life, I decide."
Murong Mingyuan had finally described the word "rebellious" to the fullest extent.
Li Qianfan felt that she had not only injured her lung meridians but also her brain nerves.
"Li Qianfan."
Murong Mingyuan raised her hand, wiped away the blood streaks from the corner of her mouth, and said softly, "Only when I get hurt because of you can I feel that you truly care about me."
Li Qianfan didn't know what to say.
He could only say that the thoughts of this little mare were too sensitive.
"Go and be busy. I don't want your pity."
Murong Mingyuan pushed him away and said, "And don't feel like you owe me and have to treat me well just because I helped you escape from Luo Huayin. In my opinion, I saved you this time, and neither of us owes the other. You never liked me in the first place, yet you insist on staying by my side. Not only are you uncomfortable, but I also feel extremely awkward."
Li Qianfan—
After a long while, he sighed softly, patted Murong Mingyuan's hand, urged her not to be willful anymore and to recover quickly, and then got up and strode towards Tang Wenyuan.
Watching his car drive away, Murong Mingyuan's eyes, filled with indifference, gradually faded.
"Actually, I'm starting to like having you around now. But I don't like you having to come visit me when you have important things to do."
The rebellious little mare said this in a low voice, and then couldn't help but cough again.
The wind began to blow.
Far, far away, a colorful firework bloomed silently in the darkened night sky.
Tomorrow!
It was the wedding day of Feng Hanyu, the eldest grandson of the Feng family in Tianbei, and Fang Chuqing, the eldest daughter of the Fang family in Tianbei.
In the Feng family manor near the First Manor, lanterns and streamers were hung everywhere.
The core disciples of the Feng family were gathered around a table, discussing matters.
They were not discussing Feng Hanyu and Fang Chuqing's wedding, but the sudden changes in Sijiu.
"The Xu family and the Du family are finished."
Old Feng said with emotion, "Who would have thought that little beast would dare to kill indiscriminately! Especially those wise men, who actually tacitly agreed to his tyranny. Alas, it's simply incomprehensible."
Someone asked worriedly, "That little beast won't target our Feng family, will he?"
"Why would he?"
Old Feng asked indifferently, "The ones who provoked him were the Xu family and the Du family. Our Feng family did not get involved in this mess. Besides, we haven't settled the score for the murder of our two core disciples by him yet! Once this storm passes, hmph, hmph."
Everyone heard this and agreed.
Many people were nodding when—
Someone suddenly asked, "The matter of eldest brother staying at Liushui Pavilion for two full days when he went to Tian Dong province city a few days ago, will it cause trouble? After all, Jiao Yin is his woman."