Su Qingluan was so frightened that she jumped away as if she was burned, and shouted loudly: "Song Bo, quickly grab him!"
Of course, Song Bo didn't need to say anything this time, because he was right next to Li Sanlang, so he just stretched out his hand and stopped Li Sanlang from kneeling.
"Uncle Li," Su Qingluan said, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. "Although I know you want to express your gratitude, you are my elder, and I can't accept your sudden kneeling down to me like that!"
Moreover, Su Qingluan felt a little strange when she thought that in her previous life, only the dead accepted worship, and that in a sense, she was indeed a lonely ghost possessed in another body.
What's more, she wanted to save people out of her own heart, not because she wanted others to kneel down and thank her.
Seeing Mu Xingzhi coughing, Su Qingluan smiled and said to Li Sanlang, "Aunt Guixiang needs to be around right now, but Mr. Mu is weak and can't stay for long. It's better for him to go back and rest early. I'll take the liberty of seeing him off on behalf of Uncle Li, the head of the family."
"But Mr. Mu and Madam Su have helped so much, and they haven't even had a bite of hot food..."
"Isn't Aunt Guixiang's situation more important now? Didn't Mr. Mu prescribe a prescription for her before?"
Li Sanlang then remembered that he also had a lot of things to do. He looked at Mu Xingzhi again, and the man also smiled and nodded: "Just let Miss Su see me off."
So, Su Qingluan came to "see" Mu Xing off.
After walking for a while, there were no people around. Su Qingluan looked at Mu Xingzhi with a half-smile in the moonlight: "Mr. Mu, is your cough gone? It's healed pretty quickly."
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