Pastoral pamper: Cultivating the field, cultivating immortals, giving birth to cubs

Chapter 177

A strange handsome face came into view, Li Rushui was so frightened that he choked his throat with saliva, coughed until his little face was flushed, and tears were about to flow out.

Mu Nuan'an was speechless, and touched her face.

Then he helped her sit up, patted her on the back lightly, and dredged her trachea.

"You! Who are you?" Li Rushui looked around, and found that it was still the place where they rested during the day, but there was no familiar person around, and then looked at the beautiful man in front of him, and a bad thought came to his mind.Watching him vigilantly, he retreated with hands and feet, keeping a certain distance.

Mu Nuan'an thought it was a little funny, but the truth is, he did laugh.

Li Rushui looked at the man in front of him and laughed out of nowhere, with a dazed look on his face.

"Who are you! Why are you laughing?"

"Me?" Mu Nuan'an pointed to her nose, said slowly, "I'm your savior, you treat your savior like this?"

Li Rushui was dubious: "Then, where are all my friends?"

"They?" Mu Nuan'an raised his voice, "What do you care about them? You must know that you were half dead and in a coma, they didn't save you. I, a passerby, kindly saved you, don't you Caring about me, not caring about the injury, why caring about those white-eyed wolves?"

Mu Nuan'an's words obviously dealt her a heavy blow, she just knew that she passed out.But she thought that no one came to rescue her after she fell into a coma... Li Rushui couldn't help thinking about the authenticity of Mu Nuan'an's words.

"Okay, don't think about it." Mu Nuan'an lightly knocked her: "You're back to your senses! You just woke up, and your injury hasn't recovered yet.

I just solved the internal injury for you, but the external injury..."

Before she could finish speaking, Li Rushui wrapped her clothes tightly and stared at the person in front of her vigilantly.

"Okay! Ann! Men and women don't know each other, so let's wait until you get into the tent to deal with the trauma.

Now, the white bottle is for external wound medicine, once a day; and the red bottle is for internal wound medicine, three times a day.

And ah!I have fed you twice today, remember to eat it again!

Eh!I'm not done yet!What are you running? "

Mu Nuanan scratched her head, are all the people here like this?
In the tent, Li is like a lamp in the palm of water, illuminating the tent.

Staring at the two bottles of elixir in his hand, his heart couldn't be calm for a long time.

He said he fed me twice?Hey?

Fingertips unconsciously caressed the pink lips, and smiled warmly.

"Linger?"

Brother Hu's rough voice came from outside the tent.

Brother Hu looked around but couldn't see Zhang Lingling, so he threw the firewood aside.

"Fellow Taoist, where is Ling'er?"

Mu Nuan'an looked up, looked at his wheat-colored face, and casually pointed to the tent.

Brother Hu sneaked into Zhang Lingling's camp like the wind.

"Ling'er? Are you okay?" Brother Hu asked urgently.

"What else can I do?" Zhang Lingling was absent-minded.

"Ling'er, what's wrong with you?" Linger sensed something was wrong.

"Hu Lang, do you think I'm not attractive anymore?" Zhang Lingling looked at Big Brother Hu tearfully, which made Big Brother Hu's heart soften.

"How come, my Ling'er is the most attractive!" Brother Hu hugged Zhang Lingling in his arms. "Ling'er, what's the matter, is there someone who made you unhappy?"

Zhang Lingling couldn't help twisting, and found a random reason: "Isn't the Nu family worried, will Hu Lang listen to Miss Li? What if Hu Lang doesn't believe the Nu family?"

(End of this chapter)