Chapter 256 Hostage
Wen Feng put Wen Rusheng down. Wen Rusheng grumbled angrily, "I got bumped by someone. My foot hurts so much I can't move. Doctor Gu, please take a look at me."
Doctor Gu gently lifted Wen Rusheng's trouser leg and pressed it with his hand.
Wen Rusheng cried out in pain: "Doctor, be gentler!"
Doctor Gu smiled and said, "Don't worry, Master Wen. No bones are injured. Just apply the medicine and take good care of yourself."
"That's good. I can't stand lying in bed for two months." Wen Rusheng became less noisy when he heard that there was nothing serious.
"Thank you, doctor." Wen Feng said politely, and then he had time to talk to Lin Hao. "Ah Hao, you should go back early. The doctor said my father just twisted his ankle."
Lin Hao's eyes fell on Doctor Gu's face, and his tone was a little nonchalant: "Oh, I'll leave when Uncle Ba comes home."
As she spoke, Doctor Gu glanced over here casually.
Their eyes met briefly, and Lin Hao lowered his eyes first to look away, but his heart beat rapidly.
The face shape of this Doctor Gu... seems to be the same as the person in the portrait!
Once this thought came to my mind, I could no longer control it.
Sometimes she thought it was impossible to have such a coincidence, because she had looked at too many portraits and was too eager to find Mr. Fox, whose true appearance she did not know. But then she thought there was no coincidence in the world, otherwise there would be no such old saying as "after searching high and low for something, it is finally found without any effort".
Her drooping eyelashes were like a small fan, hiding the emotions churning in her eyes, and she couldn't help but take another look.
There is no need to think too much. Since this person reminds her of Mr. Fox, just check it out. Even if it is not him, there is no loss.
Lin Hao made a decision and his expression returned to calm.
After an unknown amount of time, a gentle voice rang out: "That's enough. Remember to change the dressing tomorrow."
"Thank you, Doctor Gu." Wen Feng bowed, signaled Wen Ping to pay the medical fee, and carried Wen Rusheng on his back and walked out.
Lin Hao followed silently behind, resisting the urge to look back, but he always felt someone was looking at him from behind.
It didn't take long to get from the clinic to Wen Feng's residence. Lin Hao said a few polite words and said goodbye.
"Feng'er, hurry up and take it there." Wen Rusheng felt as if he had been pardoned. He even pushed his son because he was too slow.
Wen Feng was speechless for a while and walked out with Lin Hao.
"Eleventh Brother, the place where you live is quite convenient. Not only are there restaurants, teahouses, and grocery stores, but even the clinic is so close." Lin Hao subtly turned the topic to the clinic.
Wen Feng didn't think much about it and said casually, "I rented here because I thought it was convenient. Yang Zhe and Li Lan also live nearby."
Lin Hao raised his eyebrows: "Do they live nearby too?"
Wen Feng smiled and nodded. "Among the friends who often visit us, the three of us are from other places. They rented a house here first, and then I moved out from... my sister's house. They introduced me to live here, so the three of us can take care of each other."
"It's rare to have a few like-minded peers." As he spoke, he had already walked out of the alley. He glanced at the clinic across the street and stopped. "Eleventh brother, don't see me off. Eighth uncle is still waiting for your care."
"Goodbye, sister." Wen Feng stopped at the entrance of the alley, watched Lin Hao walk towards the carriage, then turned back.
Lin Hao quickened his pace. Although he didn't show it on his face, he felt anxious in his heart.
A clinic not far from her cousin, Yang Zhe, and Li Lan's residence, and a doctor whose appearance reminded her of Mr. Fox, is this purely a coincidence?
If that doctor was Mr. Hu, then three of the five people drinking with the prince were within his sight. If Yang Zhe was innocent, his whereabouts would be easily tracked by the other party, and if he was in collusion with them, it would also be convenient to contact them.
Lin Hao thought about this and bent down to get into the carriage.
At this moment, her hair suddenly stood on end, and she realized that something was wrong.
But it was too late. Something cold and sharp pressed against his neck, and Lin Hao saw a pair of dark eyes.
"Baozhu..." She didn't turn around or move, "Just sit outside. I feel a little depressed."
The dark blue car door curtain behind him fell, and Baozhu's crisp response was heard.
As the driver waved his whip, the carriage moved slowly.
Outside the car, people were coming and going, and the traffic was like a dragon. Everything seemed very normal, but the atmosphere inside the car was extremely tense.
"Leave the city!" The man who held the dagger against Lin Hao's neck spoke in a low voice, so cold that there was no trace of warmth.
Lin Hao pursed his lips tightly and saw the man's appearance clearly.
He was an ordinary-looking young man, but his sharp eyes and murderous intent left no doubt that the dagger across her neck had seen blood.
"Hurry up, go to Qinglu Temple."
Lin Hao clenched his fists. The current situation left no room for refusal. After a brief silence, under the gaze of the man, whose eyes were filled with impatience and murderous intent, he raised his voice and ordered the driver, "Go to Qinglu Temple."
Her voice was very steady, and no one could hear anything unusual. This combination of voice and voice made the murderous intent in the man's eyes fade a lot.
Lin Hao had full freedom in the general's mansion, so the coachman had no doubts about her sudden request to go to Qinglu Temple. He whipped the carriage and changed direction.
Baozhu, who was sitting outside the carriage, asked, "Miss, it will take some time to get to Qinglu Temple. Do you want me to buy some food for you?"
Under the cold gaze, Lin Hao calmly refused: "No need, I'll be back soon."
The carriage quickly left the city and sped along the official road.
The man didn't say anything else, and the hand holding the dagger remained steady, showing his extraordinary control.
Lin Hao was calculating the time to arrive at Qinglu Temple, but her intuition told her that this person's destination would not be there.
After an unknown amount of time, the man suddenly reached out a hand and lifted a corner of the car curtain. A cool breeze rushed in, bringing the chill of the suburbs.
"Stop the car."
Lin Hao pursed his lips and shouted, "Stop the car."
The car slowly stopped, and Baozhu's confused voice came: "Miss, we haven't reached Qinglu Temple yet."
The man gave Lin Hao a look, and somehow she understood what that look meant.
"Where are we?" she asked.
The driver answered her: "We are about to pass Wuyin Mountain."
Lin Hao's heart sank.
She knew Wuyin Mountain, which was in the same direction as Qinglu Temple. It was full of continuous peaks. If someone went in casually, it would be difficult to find any trace of it.
There was a huge force and she was pushed out of the car.
The man followed her out, holding her tightly with one hand and holding a dagger with the other.
"Girl!" Baozhu's pretty face was distorted with fear. She subconsciously took a step forward, but she dared not move again after the man moved the dagger.
The driver was also terrified: "Who are you? Let our girl go!"
I don’t know whether it was fortunate or unfortunate that there was no one else on the official road at that time.
"Go back and tell your master to bring 12,000 taels of silver to the ruined temple in the mountains to redeem her. Don't move, if you come any closer I will kill her!" After saying this, the man held Lin Hao hostage and retreated step by step, and soon disappeared into the mountains and forests.
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