4943

Chapter 4943: 5.0695 Startled

Qiao Mu blinked, thinking Duan Yue's words made a lot of sense.

After all, Qiaoqiao's Lotus seemed to be a person of great destiny.

She shouldn't be overly suspicious and scare herself; she needed to hold firm to her belief that Qiaoqiao's Lotus would definitely return.

But no matter how much she tried to comfort herself, her anxiety didn't lessen in the slightest.

It had been so long now; Qiaoqiao was extremely worried.

A blur of a shadow, and the dazed Mo suddenly emerged from beside Qiao Mu.

During this period, the Ancient Black Lotus had been sleeping in the Soul Pearl, and Qiaoqiao's heart was uneasy.

Mo would come out of the storage talisman every day, not saying much, just quietly sitting there with the little stoic-face.

Sometimes, she would follow the little stoic-face as she made house calls in the village. Since others couldn't see her ethereal soul form, she would just hover around the stoic-face.

Watching the little stoic-face administer needles and medicine, watching the little stoic-face treat patients, after seeing it often enough, this dazed creature would occasionally ask a question or two.

Qiao Mu saw her emerge and instinctively raised her hand to pat her head.

Mo was also a lonely person. Sometimes, when the little stoic-face looked at her, she would feel a pang of sadness.

Thinking of how she had wandered alone for so long in that desolate river of time and space, she would deeply empathize and feel sorry for her.

Her past self had also been like that, no friends, no family, and even nothing at all.

"Medicine." Mo stood dumbly beside her, uttering a single word.

Duan Yue glanced at her. "Qiaoqiao, she..."

This ethereal soul body seemed very unstable, as if it could dissipate into the air at any moment.

"My good friend, Mo." Qiao Mu held Mo's hand, asking soothingly, "What medicine?"

"Medicine, medicine." Mo tilted her head, seemingly trying to express something with effort, but couldn't.

So she just kept hovering around Qiao Mu like a headless fly.

"Where do you feel unwell?" As soon as Qiao Mu said this, she couldn't help but inwardly roll her eyes at herself.

Mo is a soul body; what part of her could be unwell? It's ridiculous.

"What are you trying to express? Don't worry, think slowly. It's not too late to tell me when you can express it."

Mo understood Qiao Mu's words and nodded her big head seriously, looking a bit amusingly dazed.

"Qiaoqiao." Duan Yue smiled faintly at her. "We now..."

Mid-sentence, he coldly glanced to his left.

Madam Feng, holding Maomao, was startled and took a few steps back by the man's sharp gaze.

She hurriedly hugged Maomao tightly, shrunk her neck, and stammered with a face full of fear, "Li-Little Phy-Physician."

This imposing young man beside the Little Physician just now, when he ordered the Divine Stone Cannons to bombard those young masters, he completely disregarded what would happen to others...

The terrifying aura of a superior poured forth.

Madam Feng muttered to herself: From the beginning, when they "picked up" this Little Physician, she didn't seem like an ordinary person.

How could an ordinary person have such an exquisitely beautiful face, like jade and snow, naturally formed?

"It's alright, Sister-in-law, it's alright now." Qiao Mu took a few steps forward, comforting the panicked mother and son.

"What happened to Maomao's hand?"

"He fell when he was running just now."

"It's nothing serious; wash it and apply some medicine, and it'll heal quickly."

Qiao Mu raised her hand to clean and apply medicine to the child, but Madam Feng seemed scared and hastily took another step back.