Xu Manzhi wanted to see someone.
She disappeared from the hospital in a flash.
However, she had only been gone a short while when two men in military uniforms walked into the nurses' station and inquired about Xu Manzhi, who was hospitalized.
The nurse shook her head.
"The patient we have here is a woman named Jiang Pengyue, not Xu Manzhi as you mentioned..."
The two soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment.
The tall, unwell-looking officer said to the person next to him, "Xiao Zhou, you go back first. I'm going to the Ling family to see A Ye. He's badly injured this time."
"yes!"
The two left the hospital one after the other.
The Ling family.
Ling Junye lay on his sickbed, barely clinging to life.
He looked haggard and was breathing weakly.
His body was wrapped in layers of gauze, and blood was still seeping out.
Ling's mother was crying and sobbing.
She said softly, "Aye, why bother? The Jiang family is not that simple. Uprooting this rotten tree will not be done overnight. It's not worth hurting yourself."
Ling Junye turned his head away and avoided it.
“I know you don’t like to hear this, but since that’s the case, I’ll go find the mayor right now and call your grandfather. I’ll ask the higher-ups to put pressure on him and make sure Jiang Jiuhe is taken down, so that all the suffering you’ve endured won’t have been in vain,” Ling’s mother said softly.
After saying that, she turned and left.
Ling Junye slowly turned his head.
He glanced at the window and said coldly, "Come out. It's not right for you to keep hiding."
"Hehe, you do have a pair of dog ears."
Xu Manzhi climbed through the window and crawled into the room.
“Next time you come, enter through the main gate. I’ve already given the instructions,” Ling Junye said.
"OK."
Xu Manzhi readily accepted good advice.
She stared at Ling Junye's wound, the crimson blood gushing out, fueling her greed and making her want to rush forward and suck it all up in one gulp...
It's such a waste to bleed so much blood.
Ling Junye felt her fierce gaze and had the illusion that he was a dog in front of her, so he frowned and said, "I have already brought Jiang Jiuhe down from his horse, can you really cure my chronic illness?"
I have a persistent cough, sometimes coughing up blood.
He was as frail as a mouse that couldn't stand the light.
I visited countless hospitals, big and small.
He tried all the world-renowned doctors, both traditional Chinese medicine and Western medicine.
He carries his medicine with him every day.
To this day, no one has been able to cure him, and no one knows what disease he suffers from.
Xu Manzhi made a deal with him: If you help me bring down the Jiang family, I will help you cure your chronic illness.
Most people would just think she's a fraud.
Ling Junye was interested in the fact that this woman from the Jiang family dared to speak so arrogantly; she must either be a fool or she really had some skills...
He touched her bottom.
Xu Manzhi smiled.
She pinched the man's soft, noodle-like arm and said disdainfully, "I'm not a doctor. Your problem is in your lungs. If you want to cure the root of the problem, you have to listen to me and get me something."
There is no medicine in the wasteland post-apocalyptic world.
The survivors' bodies constantly adapted to the harsh environment, becoming completely different from the fair-skinned, fragile two-legged people of today. But once they fell ill, it meant death.
Therefore, the way to eradicate the root of the disease in the end times is barbaric and brutal.
But it's quite useful.
She wasn't sure if Ling Junye could handle it.
"Okay, as long as you cure my illness, I will agree to anything you ask, I can even marry you..." A hint of madness flashed in Ling Junye's eyes.
At the entrance, a tall and imposing figure paused.
The foot that had been raised came to an abrupt halt.
His gaze pierced through the crack in the door and slowly fell upon the stunningly beautiful figure with her back to the door.
My breathing gradually became rapid, even a little...suffocating.
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