The moment he heard Mu Qianqian's thoughts and walked over, he already realized something.
Even if you're mentally prepared.
But at this moment, he was still shocked by what he saw.
Lu Zhaofeng's hand trembled, and his foot slipped off his hand.
He even wondered if he had just imagined it.
leg.
Lu Zhaolin's legs.
The tumors on his legs were much more serious than he had imagined; some areas had even begun to ulcerate and ooze pus.
The odor emanating from the festering wound made Lu Zhaofeng hold his breath.
He fought on the battlefield for many years.
He had seen countless kinds of wounds, including knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and even burns; some of these wounds were festering and inflamed.
But none of them were as chilling as the wounds on Lu Zhaolin's body.
He had never seen maggots on a living person before.
However, the maggots did not gnaw on his wound; they simply lingered around him.
It seemed to be eyeing the delicious food before it, yet also dared not approach it.
Lu Zhaofeng felt a heart-wrenching pain. He only knew that since his elder brother's accident, he had become irritable and refused to let anyone get close to him.
Previously, I simply thought he might not be able to handle the blow and his personality might change drastically.
Since he doesn't want to be disturbed, give him time.
At this moment, he seemed to understand.
Anyone would find this fact unacceptable.
That once-prodigy in the eyes of others, the pride of his parents, is now unable to take care of himself and can only lie in bed all day.
Like a living dead.
Watching day turn into night, day after day, there was nothing to do but wait to die.
If it were him, he probably wouldn't have lasted a day and would have committed suicide long ago.
All of this is because of that damned Princess Chang'an.
Quick, pinch me!
Mu Qianqian's thoughts interrupted Lu Zhaofeng's entire train of thought.
He suddenly came to his senses.
"What?" Lu Zhaofeng thought he had misheard.
Pinch me, quick, quick...
Lu Zhaofeng: ? ? ?
He thought he had been lost in thought for too long.
The little one was bored and wanted me to entertain her.
Lu Zhaofeng took a deep breath, suppressing his frustrated thoughts, and forced out a smile that looked worse than a grimace.
He gently pinched Mu Qianqian's cheek: "Is our Qianqian bored? Uncle will take you back now, okay?"
Walk! ?
Hey hey hey!
She's not leaving.
Lu Zhaofeng didn't seem to be asking for her opinion; he was just talking to himself.
He hasn't yet recovered from his grief.
He was about to step out of Lu Zhaolin's room.
Mu Qianqian panicked instantly.
[Hey, Uncle, don't go! You haven't pinched me yet! Pinch me before you leave!]
Lu Zhaofeng: ? ? ?
What a bizarre request!
Why did she let him pinch her for no reason?
If this gets out...
I know she made me pinch her.
Anyone who didn't know better would say he was bullying a child!
Seeing that Lu Zhaofeng remained unmoved.
It's because there's too little description of Lu Zhaolin in the original work.
Mu Qianqian never expected this.
He's gotten to such a serious point.
If he doesn't receive treatment now, he probably won't live much longer.
But Lu Zhaolin wouldn't listen to him.
Then she had no choice but to use reverse psychology.
Uncle, what are you dawdling about?
[Could it not work?]
[Were all those years of battlefield experience just boasting?]
[Is that all the strength you have? Like tickling an itch?]
Lu Zhaofeng: ? ? ?
Is he not good enough?
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