Chapter 1793: 1793
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In the misty rain, Mo Lingwei is wearing a blue and white porcelain hand embroidered cheongsam, twisting her hands to carry bags, stepping on high-heeled shoes, walking on the stone road at the entrance of the alley, looking at the mottled patterns in the ancient city buildings.
Feng Shaojin, holding an oil paper umbrella, walks by her side and introduces the long-standing deeds of the city.
Someone rushed over and ran past Mo Lingwei.
Without waiting for Mo Lingwei to react, a group of people chasing after her pushed Mo Lingwei hard and said in a vicious voice: "get out of the way, don't hinder me from catching people."
Thanks to Feng Shaojin's quick eyes and quick hands, she grabbed her waist and brought her to her arms, but she didn't fall down.
He held her, looked at the group of villains who were beating people to death, and said, "just wait for me here. I'll come soon."
With that, he went straight to the group.
He knocked on the shoulder of the gangster holding the machete and asked, "did you hit Ben Shao just now?"
The gangster turned his head and saw that it was a strange face with delicate skin and flesh. At first sight, he was a childe brother who was a respectable man. He didn't take Feng Shaojin to heart. He tilted his mouth and yelled, "so what? What can you do for me?"
Before he finished, he got a heavy blow on his nose, and his body flew out and hit his companion.
Feng Shaojin fixed her eyes on the man, strode over, twisted the man's collar in one hand, clenched it into an iron fist in the other hand, aimed at the man's face, and beat him to death.
At first, there were gangsters who wanted to come forward to help. After he broke his bones and couldn't get up on the ground, they all avoided and didn't dare to come forward.
One of the smarter gangsters sees that Mo Lingwei is alone. He has an idea that he wants to hold Mo Lingwei. He is about to lean over, but he sees that Mo Lingwei takes out a black pistol from her handbag and points the muzzle at them.
I didn't expect that they ran into the stubble this time. When they saw the situation, they didn't have time to take care of their companions. They ran away and disappeared in the alley.
Mo Lingwei walks slowly to the beaten man, takes away the bamboo basket over his head, pulls away the rotten vegetable leaves on his face, and sees that he is a pretty boy.
Mo Lingwei helped the man up and asked, "Why are they chasing you?"
"My young master is ill. I want to get some money to exchange some medicine for my young master. I didn't expect to rob them of the work they did on the dock." He touched his injured face, hissed in pain, and soon began to laugh again: "fortunately, my salary has not been taken away by them. Thank you for saving me."
He spread out his bloody palm and looked at the coppers in it as if he saw the hope of life.
Mo Lingwei looked at the smiling face, her heart slightly astringent, she asked: "what's your name? What's wrong with your young master? Is it serious? "
"It's very serious. My young master has been burning for three days, but his fever hasn't abated. I'm afraid he'll be confused if he burns any more." He wiped the blood on the copper plate with his old sleeve. "I'm going to buy medicine."
He stepped back and bowed to Mo Lingwei, "my name is Renzhi. Thank you both."
"Wait a minute." Mo Lingwei took out a handkerchief from her handbag and gave him several ingots of silver. Then she took out two small porcelain bottles from her handbag and handed them to his hand: "this bottle is a pill for reducing fever, and this bottle is an anti-inflammatory pill. Take it back to your young master to eat. If you don't reduce fever tomorrow, take the money to find a better clinic for your young master."
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In the misty rain, Mo Lingwei is wearing a blue and white porcelain hand embroidered cheongsam, twisting her hands to carry bags, stepping on high-heeled shoes, walking on the stone road at the entrance of the alley, looking at the mottled patterns in the ancient city buildings.
Feng Shaojin, holding an oil paper umbrella, walks by her side and introduces the long-standing deeds of the city.
Someone rushed over and ran past Mo Lingwei.
Without waiting for Mo Lingwei to react, a group of people chasing after her pushed Mo Lingwei hard and said in a vicious voice: "get out of the way, don't hinder me from catching people."
Thanks to Feng Shaojin's quick eyes and quick hands, she grabbed her waist and brought her to her arms, but she didn't fall down.
He held her, looked at the group of villains who were beating people to death, and said, "just wait for me here. I'll come soon."
With that, he went straight to the group.
He knocked on the shoulder of the gangster holding the machete and asked, "did you hit Ben Shao just now?"
The gangster turned his head and saw that it was a strange face with delicate skin and flesh. At first sight, he was a childe brother who was a respectable man. He didn't take Feng Shaojin to heart. He tilted his mouth and yelled, "so what? What can you do for me?"
Before he finished, he got a heavy blow on his nose, and his body flew out and hit his companion.
Feng Shaojin fixed her eyes on the man, strode over, twisted the man's collar in one hand, clenched it into an iron fist in the other hand, aimed at the man's face, and beat him to death.
At first, there were gangsters who wanted to come forward to help. After he broke his bones and couldn't get up on the ground, they all avoided and didn't dare to come forward.
One of the smarter gangsters sees that Mo Lingwei is alone. He has an idea that he wants to hold Mo Lingwei. He is about to lean over, but he sees that Mo Lingwei takes out a black pistol from her handbag and points the muzzle at them.
I didn't expect that they ran into the stubble this time. When they saw the situation, they didn't have time to take care of their companions. They ran away and disappeared in the alley.
Mo Lingwei walks slowly to the beaten man, takes away the bamboo basket over his head, pulls away the rotten vegetable leaves on his face, and sees that he is a pretty boy.
Mo Lingwei helped the man up and asked, "Why are they chasing you?"
"My young master is ill. I want to get some money to exchange some medicine for my young master. I didn't expect to rob them of the work they did on the dock." He touched his injured face, hissed in pain, and soon began to laugh again: "fortunately, my salary has not been taken away by them. Thank you for saving me."
He spread out his bloody palm and looked at the coppers in it as if he saw the hope of life.
Mo Lingwei looked at the smiling face, her heart slightly astringent, she asked: "what's your name? What's wrong with your young master? Is it serious? "
"It's very serious. My young master has been burning for three days, but his fever hasn't abated. I'm afraid he'll be confused if he burns any more." He wiped the blood on the copper plate with his old sleeve. "I'm going to buy medicine."
He stepped back and bowed to Mo Lingwei, "my name is Renzhi. Thank you both."
"Wait a minute." Mo Lingwei took out a handkerchief from her handbag and gave him several ingots of silver. Then she took out two small porcelain bottles from her handbag and handed them to his hand: "this bottle is a pill for reducing fever, and this bottle is an anti-inflammatory pill. Take it back to your young master to eat. If you don't reduce fever tomorrow, take the money to find a better clinic for your young master."
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In the misty rain, Mo Lingwei is wearing a blue and white porcelain hand embroidered cheongsam, twisting her hands to carry bags, stepping on high-heeled shoes, walking on the stone road at the entrance of the alley, looking at the mottled patterns in the ancient city buildings. Feng Shaojin, holding an oil paper umbrella, walks by her side and introduces the long-standing deeds of the city. Someone rushed over and ran past Mo Lingwei. Without waiting for Mo Lingwei to react, a group of people chasing after her pushed Mo Lingwei hard and said in a vicious voice: "get out of the way, don't hinder me from catching people." Thanks to Feng Shaojin's quick eyes and quick hands, she grabbed her waist and brought her to her arms, but she didn't fall down. He held her, looked at the group of villains who were beating people to death, and said, "just wait for me here. I'll come soon." With that, he went straight to the group. He knocked on the shoulder of the gangster holding the machete and asked, "did you hit Ben Shao just now?" The gangster turned his head and saw that it was a strange face with delicate skin and flesh. At first sight, he was a childe brother who was a respectable man. He didn't take Feng Shaojin to heart. He tilted his mouth and yelled, "so what? What can you do for me?" Before he finished, he got a heavy blow on his nose, and his body flew out and hit his companion. Feng Shaojin fixed her eyes on the man, strode over, twisted the man's collar in one hand, clenched it into an iron fist in the other hand, aimed at the man's face, and beat him to death. At first, there were gangsters who wanted to come forward to help. After he broke his bones and couldn't get up on the ground, they all avoided and didn't dare to come forward. One of the smarter gangsters sees that Mo Lingwei is alone. He has an idea that he wants to hold Mo Lingwei. He is about to lean over, but he sees that Mo Lingwei takes out a black pistol from her handbag and points the muzzle at them. I didn't expect that they ran into the stubble this time. When they saw the situation, they didn't have time to take care of their companions. They ran away and disappeared in the alley. Mo Lingwei walks slowly to the beaten man, takes away the bamboo basket over his head, pulls away the rotten vegetable leaves on his face, and sees that he is a pretty boy. Mo Lingwei helped the man up and asked, "Why are they chasing you?" "My young master is ill. I want to get some money to exchange some medicine for my young master. I didn't expect to rob them of the work they did on the dock." He touched his injured face, hissed in pain, and soon began to laugh again: "fortunately, my salary has not been taken away by them. Thank you for saving me." He spread out his bloody palm and looked at the coppers in it as if he saw the hope of life. Mo Lingwei looked at the smiling face, her heart slightly astringent, she asked: "what's your name? What's wrong with your young master? Is it serious? " "It's very serious. My young master has been burning for three days, but his fever hasn't abated. I'm afraid he'll be confused if he burns any more." He wiped the blood on the copper plate with his old sleeve. "I'm going to buy medicine." He stepped back and bowed to Mo Lingwei, "my name is Renzhi. Thank you both." "Wait a minute." Mo Lingwei took out a handkerchief from her handbag and gave him several ingots of silver. Then she took out two small porcelain bottles from her handbag and handed them to his hand: "this bottle is a pill for reducing fever, and this bottle is an anti-inflammatory pill. Take it back to your young master to eat. If you don't reduce fever tomorrow, take the money to find a better clinic for your young master." www.mylovenovel.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!
