Chapter 143 Inside the Cave, a Handsome Man

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"Girl, are you sure this is the person we rescued yesterday?"

A campfire was lit inside the cave, and Lin Dayou finally got a clear view of the cave. The wounded soldiers they had rescued the night before were now inside. He clearly saw Meng Huai'an's appearance and figure, and screamed in surprise, asking Lin Luoxi uncertainly.

My God, how can someone be so good-looking? Just by looking at them, you can tell they must be rich and powerful.

If he remembered correctly, his daughter said last night that she knew this man. This man was no ordinary person, so how could his daughter know such a person?

Upon seeing Meng Huai'an's appearance, Lin Dayou inexplicably felt wary of him.

He glanced at Lin Luoxi out of the corner of his eye, worried that she might develop inappropriate feelings for the man in front of her.

After all, such a handsome man is the object of every girl's budding affections.

But such a handsome man is beyond the reach of ordinary people like them.

However, when he mentioned Xie Hanchuan earlier, his daughter showed no emotional fluctuation at all, which made him afraid that Lin Luoxi would be blinded by the young man in front of her.

"Hmm, you carried it back yourself last night, have you forgotten, old man?" Lin Luoxi was speechless at Lin Dayou's surprised expression.

Meng Huai'an was indeed stunningly handsome, but just by looking at his pair of bright, watery peach blossom eyes, one could tell that he wasn't the type to be devoted to one person, and he wasn't her type. Naturally, she didn't experience the same level of excitement as Lin Dayou.

After Meng Huai'an finished eating, Lin Dayou was afraid that Lin Luoxi would develop inappropriate feelings for Meng Huai'an if she stayed with him for too long, so he urged Lin Luoxi to go down the mountain.

If Lin Luoxi hadn't been afraid that Meng Huai'an would die in the cave, she wouldn't have wanted to come up. Now that she saw that Meng Huai'an had eaten his fill, and Lin Dayou was like a nail stuck in the cave, unable to stay still and urging her to quickly clean up the mess, she followed him down the mountain.

"Hey!..." Meng Huai'an watched Lin Dayou pull Lin Luoxi away, opened his mouth, and was about to ask Lin Luoxi when she would come to bring him food tomorrow, but he found that as soon as Lin Dayou heard him speak, he pulled Lin Luoxi away even faster.

I was almost horrified. Was he really that scary? The two people who heard his voice were so frightened that they ran away immediately.

"Master~" Just as Meng Huai'an was falling into self-doubt, another voice suddenly rang out in the cave.

"You guys are really early~" Meng Huai'an said through gritted teeth when he heard the voice.

But his eyes were filled with concern and worry as he looked at the familiar figure in the shadows—Zhao Fengyang.

He was not only a capable assistant but also a childhood friend. Last night, he was able to escape death because Zhao Fengyang helped him lure away the assassins and escape the assassination encirclement.

"Your subordinate knows his mistake and begs for punishment, Master." Understanding the meaning behind Meng Huai'an's words, a strong young man dressed entirely in black immediately stepped out from the darkness.

Without saying a word, he quickly knelt down on one knee in front of Meng Huai'an and bowed his head to admit his mistake.

"Alright, alright, this isn't your fault."

"Your injuries are no less severe than mine, so please don't aggravate them again. Get up quickly!"

Meng Huai'an also knew that without these loyal subordinates, he would definitely not have survived yesterday and would have been saved by Lin Luoxi.

Realizing that his chances of survival were thanks to these loyal subordinates, they quickly stood up from the haystack, came over, and helped the man, who was still kneeling on the ground, to his feet.

The man kneeling on the ground saw Meng Huai'an's hand reach out, but he didn't dare let Meng Huai'an help him up himself. He was very perceptive and struggled to stand up.

Presumably due to the fierce battle last night, he was seriously injured. When he got up, he staggered and coughed violently.

"Fengyang, are you alright!" Meng Huai'an saw his capable assistant swaying and quickly reached out to support Zhao Fengyang, who was about to collapse.

"It's nothing, thank you, Master." After regaining his balance, Zhao Fengyang weakly thanked Meng Huai'an.

"I should be thanking you for this." Meng Huai'an showed none of the arrogance often associated with wealthy young masters, and was willing to swallow his pride and thank his subordinate.

If it weren't for such a loyal partner, he would have been dead last night.

The moment Meng Huai'an's hand touched Zhao Fengyang's body, Meng Huai'an sensed that something was wrong with Zhao Fengyang.

"You have a fever?" Meng Huai'an's expression instantly turned serious when he thought of the possibility that the wound might be infected.

In this day and age, if someone develops a fever due to a wound infection, and given that it's a remote and desolate place where there's no time to seek medical attention, it could be fatal.

"I have some water here, have a sip." Meng Huai'an realized that the reason his wounds were healing so quickly was probably because of the water in the water bag.

Seeing how weak Zhao Fengyang was, Meng Huai'an, who already felt guilty and grateful towards Zhao Fengyang, quickly handed the water bag that Lin Luoxi had placed on the haystack to Zhao Fengyang.

If the water in this water pouch can really cure Zhao Fengyang, then it means that the water pouch given to him by Miss Lin really has miraculous medicinal effects.

"Thank you, Master." Zhao Fengyang felt terrible all over, his throat was so dry it felt like it was on fire. Seeing water was like quenching his thirst, and he swallowed hard.

His hands went limp as he reached out to take the water bag, but then everything went black, and he fainted.

"Fengyang, Fengyang..." When Meng Huai'an saw Zhao Fengyang faint, he thought he had died. His mind went blank and he couldn't accept it. He shouted anxiously.

Just as he was about to reach out and pinch Zhao Fengyang's philtrum, the same sensation in his hand reminded him that he was still holding the pouch.

Without thinking twice, he opened the stopper of the water bag and poured it into Zhao Fenglin's mouth.

Zhao Fenglin was running a high fever and had fallen into a deep coma. Most of the water that Meng Huai'an fed him slid down to the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that the bulging water bag was being wasted, Meng Huai'an was anxious. He hardened his heart, used his right hand to pry open Zhao Fengyang's chin, and stuffed the water bag directly into Zhao Fengyang's mouth.

Although this method was crude, the water in the water bag did indeed get into Zhao Fengyang's throat, causing him to subconsciously swallow while he was unconscious.

Seeing Zhao Fengyang subconsciously swallow, Meng Huai'an finally breathed a sigh of relief.

His eyes were fixed on Zhao Fengyang, eager to know if the water in the water bag really had the magical effects he thought.

Therefore, the cave was exceptionally quiet, except for the occasional deep or shallow breath.

"Aren't you afraid of choking him to death by doing this?" Just when the cave was eerily quiet, a voice suddenly rang out, and it was quite frightening.