"Continue applying medicine to his wounds for two more days, then take good care of him," Su Mo said, grabbing Lu Chen's hand, ready to leave.
Jian Qing hung his head low beneath the almost imperceptible oppressive aura of Lu Chen, lying back on the bed and sighing in relief only after the two had left.
That man... truly terrifying.
Mr. and Mrs. Su had already been squatting outside this shabby tent for two days, and upon seeing that familiar silhouette again, both were overwhelmed with joy.
"My daughter! My daughter!" Mr. Su pulled Mrs. Su along and blocked Su Mo's way solidly.
The constant calling out of 'my daughter' drew quite a crowd of onlookers from the tent area.
Su Mo stopped in her tracks, barely recognizing the couple before her, their once-familiar faces now alien to her, which made her scoff, "Who are you?"