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Chapter 4382: 5.0134 Past Life 2

After him, a person with black hair tied up, a radiant smile, and a handsome appearance, who also looked somewhat familiar to her, entered.

Qiao Mu sat on the small stool, involuntarily looking at that person a few more times.

"Ouyang Su."

"Dugu Ling."

"Greetings, Young Master."

The two bowed to each other, their postures graceful, truly a pair of distinguished young gentlemen in this turbulent world.

Qiao Mu suddenly had a flash of inspiration and immediately remembered who this Dugu Ling was.

By the Dujiang River, Lady Qiaoqiao was once intercepted by Young Master Qin and his group.

Among them was a disciple of the Second Young Master named Ling, who cross-dressed to deceive Qiaoqiao but was later exposed by Duan Yue.

So it was him, Qiao Mu couldn't help but feel a little dazed.

So, in this previous life, she had actually met so many people?

"Stop talking nonsense, come and take a look," Second Young Master Qin, barely suppressing the surging rage in his heart, growled at Ouyang Su behind him.

Ouyang Su then sat by the bed, and Qiao Mu's soul body could only move aside to avoid him.

"Miss Qiao, I'll take your pulse," Ouyang Su said softly, glancing at her.

As always, he saw her eyes calm and unperturbed, as usual. Those dark eyes were filled with cynicism, devoid of any will to live.

A moment later, Ouyang Su stood up and bowed politely to the Second Young Master. "Young Master, let's talk outside."

"Her condition is very bad," Ouyang Su whispered to Second Young Master Qin under the corridor.

He involuntarily glanced towards the window, then sighed lightly. "Miss Qiao has a death wish; she has no will to live."

"After being struck by the Purple Heavens Thunder Dragon before, two of her broken ribs hadn't even healed. Now, after being severely whipped by Second Miss Shi, her injuries are compounded. Your subordinate..."

"Stop talking nonsense!" The Second Young Master's suppressed roar interrupted Ouyang Su. "You must save her, you must. I don't care what method you use; I want her to live."

"Young Master, your subordinate will certainly do his best. However, her prolonged depression is detrimental to her injuries; it would be best if she could release it..."

"Hey."

Qiao Mu frowned, looking coldly at Dugu Ling, who always liked to impersonate women, occupying her small stool and talking to her past self.

"You're so young; you don't really want to die, do you?"

"One must have the will to live to have a future and hope," Dugu Ling said with a smile, looking at her. "You're still so young; why do you always want to seek death?"

"Think about it, how good it is to be alive. You can drink and eat meat, and there are endless beautiful spring flowers for you to enjoy."

"Oh, of course, the current world doesn't see thriving greenery, but... you still need some hope, right? Maybe you'll see it in the future, hmm?"

"Dugu Ling," Second Young Master Qin entered the room, his voice displeased and deep.

"Alright, alright! I'm going, I'm going!" Dugu Ling felt a chill down his spine and quickly bounced up, spreading his hands as he ran outside.

Second Young Master Qin, with his long, dark hair flowing down to his waist, slowly and gently approached the bedside.

He reached out and placed a seemingly very old cloth doll on her chest. He originally wanted to stroke her hair, but his fingers slightly curled, controlling himself.

"Last time was my fault. I lied to you and said I had torn it up, causing you immense grief and nightmares."

"I know I didn't treat you well before."

"But from now on, I'll change, okay?"

"One shouldn't always look back at the past; one must always look forward," Second Young Master Qin stood by the bed, looking down at her. "Will you... trust me this one time?"