Chapter Thirty-Seven: Fu Qingye: Let's get married!
"Why? Grandpa, how could you be so mean?! I've defeated so many bad guys, why won't you let me join the army?"
"I don't care! I've made such great contributions, why can't I join the army? I refuse to accept this!"
The familiar shouting in her ears gave Rong Nanxi a headache.
The chattering stopped the instant his brow furrowed.
Rong Nanxi fluttered her eyelashes and slowly opened her eyes, only to see the old man with nearly white hair firmly covering Mu Qingxin's mouth with his hand.
When Mu Qingxin saw that Rong Nanxi had woken up, she blinked twice and looked at her innocently.
Rong Nanxi was a little confused when, just then, footsteps came from outside the door.
The door was flung open, and a tall figure appeared in the doorway. The man was dressed in military uniform and exuded a cold aura that kept strangers at bay. Behind him, a group of police officers stood in formation, their eyes filled with vigilance.
The man strode in, his cold gaze sweeping across the ward, then suddenly stopped when it landed on Rong Nanxi.
Those eyes, which always held a storm within them, now clearly reflected the slender, pale figure on the hospital bed, and all composure and indifference crumbled in an instant.
He grabbed the hospital director's arm uncontrollably, his voice trembling with suppressed excitement, "She's awake!"
The dean gave Fu Qingye a strange look: "I saw it."
Fu Qingye instinctively shoved the dean: "Go check if she's alright!"
The dean was forcibly pushed in front of Rong Nanxi. After staring at each other for a moment, he knelt down and said, "Greetings, Grandmaster!"
Rong Nanxi: "???"
Grandmaster?
Rong Nanxi turned her gaze to Elder Mu, who was looking at the scene, stroking his chin, and nodding in satisfaction.
“Master, these are your disciples and grand-disciples! My last disciple is Guan Sanliu, you can call him Xiao Guanzi or Liuzi! He is the director of the First Hospital of Xinchuan County, you can give him any instructions.”
Hospital director?
Rong Nanxi looked at Guan Sanliu with surprise and doubt. He looked no more than thirty years old, yet he had become the hospital director?
"Master, this is my last disciple!" Elder Mu seemed to understand Rong Nanxi's surprise and explained directly.
Rong Nanxi understood. One must have high standards for a closed-door disciple in order not to tarnish one's reputation!
"By the way, Elder Mu, what happened?" Rong Nanxi pressed her temples. She only remembered that she seemed to have fainted and didn't know how long she had slept.
However, Rong Nanxi, who was anxiously waiting for an answer, saw Old Man Mu's legs go weak and he knelt down.
"Master, I was wrong. I shouldn't have left Bafang Village three days ago, which put you in danger. Please don't expel me from the sect!"
Rong Nanxi was confused. "I didn't mean to expel you from the sect. I'm really asking you something. Wait, I've been sleeping for three days already?"
Rong Nanxi was somewhat shocked. Had time really passed so quickly?
"Then why do you still call me Old Master Mu? Just call me Little Mu!" Old Master Mu breathed a sigh of relief. "You have indeed slept for three days. I have examined you and there is nothing seriously wrong. You were just too tired and had signs of miscarriage. However, I have already given you the necessary medication, and you are fine now."
Rong Nanxi looked at Old Man Mu, speechless for a long time.
It's really embarrassing to call such an old man "Xiao Mu".
Rong Nanxi felt that her previous decision to take on a disciple had been somewhat hasty.
However, she wouldn't go back on her word; since she had already agreed, she would leave it at that.
"Master, you wouldn't regret taking me in, would you?" Old Man Mu became anxious when he saw that she hadn't spoken for a long time.
Rong Nanxi quickly shook her head, explaining that she had been daydreaming, and only then did Old Man Mu cheer up again.
"Master, don't worry, I will stay by your side from now on!"
"Xiao, Xiao Mu!" Rong Nanxi got used to the way she was addressed, and shook her head with a helpless smile: "You don't have to do this. You can go wherever you want. That's your freedom. You have no obligation to protect me."
Besides, if we're together, with your old arms and legs, it's hard to say who will protect whom!
Of course, Rong Nanxi didn't say this.
But Old Man Mu clearly saw what Rong Nanxi was thinking from her eyes, and was somewhat bewildered: "Master, don't you know how powerful I am?"
Rong Nanxi nodded: "I know!"
His medical skills are quite good! In this era, he's definitely considered very skilled!
Seeing that Rong Nanxi ignored him, Old Man Mu continued, "What I meant was this!"
As soon as Old Man Mu finished speaking, he suddenly swept his leg across Lu Zirou's body. The next second, Mu Qingxin fell face down to the ground.
Rong Nanxi's eyes suddenly lit up, "You know martial arts too?"
Old Man Mu pouted, looking proud. "Of course, without my genes, could this girl be so amazing?"
"Hey, hey, hey, don't move! You're going to be strangled! Let go!"
No sooner had Old Man Mu finished speaking than Mu Qingxin grabbed him from behind and put him in a chokehold.
Rong Nanxi's lips twitched, and she quickly stopped the fight.
"By the way, have those two been released?"
Rong Nanxi was naturally referring to Lu Zirou and Shen Yuanzhi. In her previous life, she had been suppressed by the Lu and Chen families for decades, and no one knew better than her how powerful these two families were.
If someone can control everything in the provincial capital, imagine how powerful they are in a small county like Xinchuan.
Even a powerful dragon can't suppress a local snake; it remains to be seen how much Xinchuan County can withstand with Fu Qingye's assistance.
A dark glint flashed in Fu Qingye's eyes, but he quickly concealed it and slowly shook his head: "Those who deliberately hire someone to kill cannot be let off easily."
"What about the military region..." Rong Nanxi knew that something must have happened at Fu Qingye's military region. There were people from the Lu and Chen families there, and they might use this as an excuse to cause trouble for Fu Qingye.
"Don't worry! As long as the people at the top don't have any problems, I'll be fine!" The gloomy shadow in Fu Qingye's eyes dissipated slightly, replaced by a hint of joy.
"So, I will stay in Bafang Village until the holiday ends!" Fu Qingye's eyes were filled with a hint of joy, and there seemed to be a little expectation in his deep, unfathomable eyes.
He remembered that she said she wanted to live a good life with him!
I wonder if this statement still holds true!
Fu Qingye wanted to ask, but he couldn't suppress his nervousness. His whole body tensed up involuntarily, and he stood even straighter.
Mu Qingxin looked at Fu Qingye strangely, and was about to ask a question when the old man Mu, who seemed to see through everything, covered her mouth.
Rong Nanxi didn't notice the two's actions; her thoughts were still on what Fu Qingye had said.
He said he would stay in Bafang Village until the end of the holiday, which means there's still a month left!
Rong Nanxi was calculating in her mind that if she worked hard for a month, she should be able to settle things quickly! Then she could get married.
As she thought about it, Rong Nanxi inevitably recalled their previous unpleasant parting, and the smile on her face vanished instantly.
I almost forgot, she's still angry.
At the same time, Fu Qingye clenched his fist and said calmly, "So, let's get married!"
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