Chapter 948 The Medicine Cult Leader Has Turned Evil Again (33)



"This is a family relationship, you can't sever it even if you want to. I am your closest relative."

"So, Xiao Yuan, could you help my father poison Ling Sijin and bring him to my side? I really need to gouge out his heart while he's still alive."

"You're talking nonsense! Even if Jinjin didn't mean it that way, I'd still be willing to do it."

Immediately after saying those words, Shang Linyuan crushed the poison pill in front of Shang Qinghan.

The medicine dissipated in the wind, which also angered Shang Qinghan, who almost pierced his heart with a sword.

Fortunately, he dodged quickly and only injured his shoulder.

But……

But he clearly ran back despite his wounds, without daring to stop for a moment.

Mingming wanted to find Jinjin and ask for a hug as soon as possible.

Why did he say things that Jinjin didn't like to hear, and then argue with him?

Why was he so resolute towards Shang Qinghan, yet dared not use the same attitude towards Jinjin?

Does concern lead to confusion?

Are you afraid of losing it?

But at that moment, he really, really wanted to get an answer from Si Jin.

He was abandoned by his parents and used and discarded by various factions throughout his life. He is used to being abandoned and is not afraid to be anyone's pawn again.

The only thing I fear is that person will no longer need me.

Shang Linyuan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the pain in his shoulder.

She stood up, walked towards Si Jin's bedchamber, and placed the blood spirit mushroom she had risked her life to retrieve on the low table beside the bed.

Thinking to myself: Oh well, we've already argued, let's just send the medicine out first.

Jinjin's illness cannot be delayed.

After placing the Ganoderma lucidum, I was about to leave.

Unexpectedly, they ran headlong into the White Moon Cult Leader, who was full of malevolence.

Si Jin asked, "What are you doing here?"

"I'm bringing you some Ganoderma lucidum."

"Okay, thank you." Si Jin tossed out a money pouch, not even glancing at the heartbroken little wolf: "There are three ingots of silver in here, three times the price of a regular hired assassin. Take it, consider it your payment."

Shang Linyuan's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but recall what Si Jin had mumbled to him before they set off: "I don't have any money to pay you."

His reply was: "Just give me the person."

But now, Jinjin has asked for three times the price.

He's used to being poor; he should be happy to have money, but now...

Shang Linyuan stood frozen in place, feeling that the silver was exceptionally heavy, too heavy to hold with one hand.

He wanted to take it with both hands, but the silver was too hot, so he just threw it on the table anyway.

"What? You're not taking it?" Si Jin chuckled and turned to look at him. "I'm nice to you, but you won't take it. What exactly do you want?"

"..."

"Kill me for Shang Qinghan?"

"No, I didn't." Shang Linyuan panicked for a moment, quickly turned his head, and mustered up a lot of courage to speak: "I'm not afraid of being used by you, I'm just afraid... afraid that I'll become useless and you'll abandon me."

"From childhood to adulthood, everyone in my life has been a passerby; no one has ever stayed for me. But I don't want you to be like that. I don't know why I said those things... I... I... I..."

Shang Linyuan couldn't continue speaking; his hands were clenched tightly on the edge of the table, and his shoulders were trembling.

He hesitated for a long time, and when he looked up again, his face was covered in tears.

All she managed to manage to say was, "I'm just afraid you won't want me."

I'm not afraid of anything, except that you won't want me.

Seeing his miserable state, Si Jin turned her head away, and the anger she had been suppressing gradually dissipated.

For nineteen years, from childhood to adulthood, Xiao Ayuan was constantly abandoned and was born with a lack of security.

He took a deep breath, opened the wound medicine he had taken from the pharmacy, and placed it on the bedside table.

Her voice softened: "Don't cry, your injury... never mind, come here, let me treat it for you."

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