Peerless peasant girl

Chapter 38

Sure enough, not a while later, Wang Lingmo woke up slowly, only feeling a strong smell of blood in his mouth, seeing the two people in front of him, he propped himself up on his elbows vigorously. "Forgive me, go get me a glass of water."

As soon as he moved, he found a person lying next to him.Wang Lingmo looked at the villain in front of him, his mind was blank for a moment, and after a few seconds, his memory slowly remembered this matter.

It was this little man who saved me. When I was in a coma for the past few days, I would occasionally wake up for a moment. Every time I saw this little man taking care of me, sometimes feeding him water, sometimes giving him Feed porridge, sometimes wipe his face, and sometimes when he wakes up, he just falls asleep half lying on his body.

Thinking of this, Wang Lingmo felt warm in his heart, as if his close relatives were by his side to take care of him.It has been three years since his father and mother died. During the three years, he survived countless times of assassination by himself, but this time he felt that this was the luckiest time. When he met this little person, he would take care of people.

Wang Lingmo smiled when he thought of this, lifted the quilt that was pressed by the little man and covered him carefully, and moved the little man to his side by the way, Wang Lingmo didn't feel at all when he was doing this. Noticed that Jimo Minghao's face was getting darker and darker.

Fault Tolerance couldn't bear to see the strange expressions of the two of them anymore, so he poured water and handed it over. "Hey, the water you want."

Finally his voice reminded the two people who were both caught in their own thoughts.

Wang Lingmo took the teacup and looked at Rong Fault, "What poison did I suffer from this time?"

"Happiness drink!" Tolerance said the name of the poison in a neutral manner.

As soon as he said Wang Lingmo's eyes became deep, but they recovered in an instant. "'Happiness Drink?' They really found a good medicine for me. All my close relatives are dead. Without the blood of my close relatives, there is only one dead end. Go to Huangquan Road to reunite with my family and be happy ever since! "These words are extremely sarcasm.

"Aren't you okay!" Jimo Minghao said in a neutral tone.

"That's right, how did I detoxify?" Wang Lingmo looked at Tolerance curiously. Could the antidote for this poison be replaced by other medicines?

"Take off the clothes on the left hand of the kid beside you and have a look." Rong Cuo didn't answer how to detoxify, but Jimo Minghao said.

Wang Lingmo was puzzled and forgot to take a look at Jimo Minghao. He lifted the quilt and gently picked up the child's left hand and opened the sleeve to have a look. There was a not very long but deep knife wound on the child's wrist, which could almost be seen. bone.Just like that, I poured a little medicine powder casually to stop the bleeding without bandaging.

As soon as he turned his head, he understood that it was the child who saved himself by bloodletting, but what was the identity of the child?I only have one younger sister, but she died three years ago when her parents were killed.I saw my sister died at the hands of the bad guys with my own eyes, and I still collected the body of my sister myself.

What's more, looking at his hair bun, he is obviously a boy. Could it be that his father had an illegitimate child?But it's impossible, my father has always only had my mother in my eyes, and I will never do anything wrong to my mother.

"He can't be my close relative. My sister died and I buried it myself. I'm sure I didn't know him before. He just saved my life by accident." Wang Lingmo said with certainty that this child used to Indeed have not seen.

"It may also be a coincidence. Twenty years ago, I heard that someone was poisoned by this kind of poison and was saved by the blood of a person who was not a close relative. The world is so big, and everything is possible." Fault tolerance also knew that this child could not be Wang Ling Mo's close relatives, they grew up together, and they know everything about the family.

"Tolerance, you go, get the best medicine, and help him bandage the wound." Seeing such a hideous wound, Jimo Minghao suddenly felt a slight distress spread to his heart.

Fault Tolerance didn't say a word and came directly to clean Ti Xiaomo's injured wound. After bandaging it, he prescribed a prescription for Ti Xiaomo and asked him to go down to get the medicine.He couldn't understand why this cold prince cared so much about a little boy, which had never happened before.

"He's just lost a lot of blood, he'll be fine after a period of recuperation." Fault Tolerance took a look and concluded that he didn't even bother to feel his pulse, but it was because of his laziness that he didn't realize that Ti Xiaomo hadn't found out in the next few years. It's a woman.

Hearing the explanation of excessive blood loss, Wang Lingmo's eyes were vague. A strange child was willing to cut his wrist to take blood for himself. He had to repay his life-saving grace.

But Jimo Minghao was not very happy, he could feel that Ti Xiaomo was different from Wang Lingmo, and his trust in him was unquestionable.Being able to treat a stranger like this unreservedly, why did he disguise himself so ugly and still rely on himself, why did he seem to be alienated suddenly?He seemed to have forgotten to mention that the face that Xiao Mo saw on him was completely the standard for treating a stranger.

The three men were meditating quietly in the room where Wang Lingmo lived temporarily, and no human voice broke the silence.

The butler outside ordered people to bring the food into the house, and the three of them also ate quietly.

The silence lasted until it was broken by an intermittent cry of "woo woo woo".

At first the three thought it was an auditory hallucination, but after a while the sound came again, the three stopped eating and looked at each other, observing the source of the sound, they found it was coming from the mouth of the person on the bed.

Jimo Minghao was the most nimble. He ran to the bed in two steps and saw that the little man on the bed had two lines of tears hanging from the corners of his eyes, and he would occasionally cry out "woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo" from his mouth.

The other two also came over to take a look, dumbfounded, this is too capable, right?Crying in sleep?

(End of this chapter)