She frowned slightly and turned to look at him.
"What? You want me to thank you?"
"No, I mean, do you need them to take you back?"
"Thank you, but no need."
She rolled her eyes at him, then picked up Yiming and ran towards the Luo family clinic as if fleeing.
Watching her retreating figure, Leng Chuchen's brows furrowed tightly, while Li Ping muttered to himself.
"Young master, this child is three years old. He has no father and looks somewhat like you. Is there any possibility that he might be his mother?"
"Shut up."
He turned around and glared at him. "You've been talking more and more lately."
He left those words behind and turned to leave.
Such a simple thing, surely he could think of it?
That woman and this Doctor Luo are completely different people, and this Doctor Luo knows kung fu, and seems to be very skilled at it.
If she were that woman, how could he have let her succeed that night four years ago?
Thinking of this, he sighed softly...
Just as he was lost in thought, a man dressed in black walked towards him. His gaze was fixed on Leng Chuchen without missing a single detail, his eyes filled with coldness and resentment.
As the man in black approached him, he suddenly quickened his pace and then pulled a short sword from his sleeve, stabbing it into the man's chest before he could react.
Just as he realized what was happening and tried to grab the man, he found that the man had already leaped up, mounted a horse, and galloped away.
When Hu Ke and Li Ping, who were following behind him, noticed something was wrong, they rushed over together. Li Ping stepped forward to help him up, while Hu Ke used his keen eyes to observe the surroundings, but the assassin had already disappeared without a trace.
"Young master, young master..."
Their cries for help caused those around them, who had been unaware of what was happening, to stop in their tracks.
The crowd quickly surrounded the area, and everyone started offering suggestions.
"How could someone be murdered in broad daylight?"
"He was stabbed right in the heart; this man is in grave danger..."
"Not necessarily. If we go to Doctor Luo now, there might still be hope."
"..."
Amidst the murmurs of the crowd, Hu Ke and Li Ping lifted him up.
"Young master, let's go find a doctor now. You must hold on."
He frowned slightly, then chuckled softly.
"I'm fine, I won't die."
"Young master, it was our poor eyesight and clumsy hands that failed to spot the assassin. We will apologize to you once you have recovered."
Li Ping nearly burst into tears when she said those words.
Leng Chuchen gave a helpless, bitter smile.
"I'm not dead yet, why are you crying? Take me to the Luo family clinic..."
As soon as he finished speaking, his lips suddenly turned purple, and he closed his eyes weakly.
This scene terrified Li Ping and Hu Ke; they screamed incessantly.
"Young master, young master."
At this moment, Li Ping saw a vegetable cart parked by the roadside. He gestured for Hu Ke to help Leng Chuchen, then ran directly to the cart, threw all the vegetables on the ground without saying a word, and pushed the cart over.
"Ke'er, quick, help the prince up, walking like this is too slow."
Hu Ke hurriedly followed his instructions, helped Leng Chuchen lie down in the vegetable cart, arranged his position, and together with Li Ping, pushed him towards the Luo family clinic.
When the vegetable vendor discovered his vehicle was missing, he chased after it like a madman. But Li Ping and Hu Ke didn't care about that at the moment. Their legs were stronger than the vendor's, so they quickly left him behind.
They had barely arrived at the entrance of the Luo family's medical clinic when they started shouting.
"Help! Help! Help!"
"Dr. Luo, please save my young master..."
Hearing their shouts, Zhiruo and Daming ran out of the pharmacy. When they saw the three people, Zhiruo glared at them with annoyance.
"Have you had enough fun? Our clinic isn't for your young master. Go back!"
"This time it's no joke, my young master has been stabbed, quickly call a doctor to save him."
As they spoke, the two of them helped the unconscious Leng Chuchen up. When Zhiruo saw the sword stuck in his chest, she immediately covered her mouth, turned around, and shouted.
"Big sister, come quick, someone's injured."
Zhiwan had just dropped Yiming off at the backyard when she heard Zhiruo's call. She didn't dare to delay and hurriedly ran to the door.
At this moment, Hu Ke and Li Ping had already helped Leng Chuchen through the door. The instant she saw him, she asked in astonishment,
"What happened? Everything was fine just now?"
Hu Ke's explanation, covered in sweat,
"Just now on the road, the young master was stabbed. Please, please save him quickly."
"Quick, help him to the bed inside."
Seeing that Leng Chuchen's lips were purple and his face was pale, she knew that he was seriously injured, or that the sword was poisoned and he had been poisoned.
The hospital bed inside was built a year ago when she bought a neighbor's tofu shop and connected it with her own clinic to create a temporary ward. This was so that if a patient had an external injury, she could let the patient lie down temporarily while she was treating them.
After Hu Ke and Li Ping placed Leng Chuchen on the bed, she went forward, pried open his eyes to take a look, and her eyes immediately darkened.
"He's been poisoned."
Upon hearing this, Hu Ke and Li Ping turned deathly pale.
"No wonder the young master suddenly fainted. That assassin is really despicable, using poison."
"What should we do? Should we go back and inform... inform the master and madam?"
"Wait a minute..."
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