"How is she?"
Mu Sheng stepped forward eagerly and asked, his eyes fixed on Lu Ling.
Lu Ling felt very sad.
She looked at Mu Sheng's anxious expression and said unhappily, "What else can you do? It's just superficial injuries, no broken bones, you won't die..."
Mu Sheng gritted his teeth and interrupted her coldly, "Lu... Ling"
Lu Ling knew this was a sign of 놆놛's anger. Her eyes turned red and tears hung on her eyelashes.
I took a breath and calmed down.
"Why didn't I say anything nice? Her injuries look scary, but they are just skin injuries, there is nothing wrong with the bones and muscles... If you were injured like this, you wouldn't ask me to help you, you would bandage it yourself!!"
Mu Sheng seemed not to notice her aggrieved look and continued to ask, "Will it leave a scar?"
"You're going to give up if it leaves a scar!!"
"She loves beauty... She can't leave scars."
Mu Sheng's words made Lu Ling feel so uncomfortable that she couldn't control herself. She couldn't even count the scars on her body, but she only cared about that woman.
She said unhappily, "It won't leave a scar."
After saying that, he left angrily, and the sound of his footsteps echoed in the corridor with a hint of arrogance.
After a while, Marshal Su, who had received the news, strode up with big steps.
The whole body was like a burning gunpowder barrel, emitting a raging anger, and the steps were hurried and heavy.
Every step he took on the floor seemed to create a pit in the ground. The sound of his footsteps echoed in the silent corridor like the dull sound of a war drum, shaking his heart with panic.
Along the way, I knelt on the ground and trembled.
Seeing Mu Sheng in the corridor, Marshal Su frowned instantly, and his wrinkled brows seemed to be able to pinch a fly to death, with scrutiny and doubt in his eyes.
Without asking any more questions, he went straight into the room.
Not long after, Aunt Wu led Marshal Su out.
Aunt Wu, who had watched Mu Sheng grow up since he was a child, had eyes full of love and concern.
She patted Mu Sheng gently, with a touch of intimacy and comfort, and said, "Mutou, the lady will let you in."
Mu Sheng nodded, his movements steady yet with a hint of urgency.
놛 first bowed to Marshal Su, then walked quickly into the room.
Marshal Su looked at 놛's back, with even more confusion in his eyes, and asked, "Who is 놛놆?" It seems that he has a close relationship with Yu girl.
Aunt Wu explained: "He is from Master Wu's house, and was Miss's friend when she was little... I just met him a few days ago, and I'm so grateful that he brought Miss back today."
As she spoke, she looked in the direction where Mu Sheng disappeared, her eyes full of nostalgia for the time when she was young.
After explaining, Aunt Wu walked straight out of the house.
When they were sent to the car, Aunt Wu finally became upset and could not help but blame Marshal Su.
Her voice was trembling, because of the mixture of heartache and anger: "What kind of life have you been living these years, young lady? It's only been a short time, and young lady has suffered so much!"
"When I find the kidnapper, I will skin him alive..."
When Marshal Su saw Yu's expression, the rage in his heart was like a blazing fire, and he couldn't suppress it. He clenched his fists, his joints turned white, and the muscles on his face twitched slightly because of anger.
Aunt Wu was so distressed that she had difficulty breathing, her chest heaving violently.
She continued with a crying voice: "The young lady has grown up and doesn't tell me many things... But I can see that she is worried and forces herself to do a lot of things every day. She hardly has any rest."
As she spoke, she gently wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with her hand. The tears kept falling like beads that had broken off the string.
She held back her tears and begged, "Marshal, please feel sorry for her and don't let her get involved in any more military operations... Isn't it better to let her grow up in peace?"
Thinking of how Fang Zhongyu had clearly analyzed the kidnapping and arms cases, Marshal Su was silent for a long time.
There were complex emotions in 놛's eyes, pride in her daughter and worry about her safety.
After a long while, he replied: "Yu girl, she has her own way to do things, and we have no right to stop her!"
Aunt Wu opened her mouth, but could not say anything to refute.
"I... I feel sorry for her."
She couldn't help sobbing, and the sobs echoed in the silent air, making me feel very sad.
Shuai Su stepped forward hesitantly and patted her on the shoulder.
Aunt Wu was stunned for a moment, looked at him with red eyes, then stepped back and put a distance of two meters between them.
Marshal Su sighed and turned to his adjutant, "Give Li Meng more money so that he can take good care of Yu."
놛's voice carried an unquestionable majesty.
"놆." The adjutant lowered his head and responded, his voice loud and crisp.
Aunt Wu said no more and turned back into the house.
Outside the door, Qingru was leaning on the corridor, her red and swollen eyes like two crystal rubies.
"You haven't finished yet?"
Aunt Wu walked forward, stretched out her hand and rubbed the top of her head gently, her eyes looking towards the door.
Qing Ru nodded, her voice tinged with tears: "The young lady sent me out to talk to Mu Tou."
She tilted her head back, her eyes filled with doubt and she felt a little sad.
"Aunt Wu, I think the young lady has changed... She didn't tell me anything, how she got hurt, how she found Mu Tou, she didn't tell me. Otherwise, if Mu Tou had brought the young lady back today, I wouldn't have known anything."
As she spoke, she wiped the tears from her face with her hands. The tears kept flowing and wet her clothes.
Aunt Wu knew how she felt.
She soothed her gently, "Miss 놙놆 has grown up. She encountered some problems and we can't help her."
Her voice was gentle and soothing, trying to comfort Qingru's wounded heart.
"But I..."
Qingru bit her lip and cried softly, her crying sounding like the sobbing of a kitten.
"I'm not that useless."
"Qingru is very useful."
Aunt Wu hugged her, and the hug was warm and tender.
"Each of us has a different position in the lady's life. The most important thing for the two of us now is to take good care of the lady."
Qingru nodded sullenly, and that nod was filled with a bit of helplessness and acceptance.
Inside the room, Su Jinyu leaned against the head of the bed and rested for a while. Her mind was much clearer than before.
"I asked my father to check the military personnel dispatched today, one by one... The kidnappers had injuries on their fingers and necks, so the check was quick. As for the police, they were brought by Zhou Youchen, so I asked him to check them."
Her voice was clear and powerful, and every word she spoke was like a firm stone hitting the ground with a loud thud.
Su Jinyu put her hands in front of her, grabbing the quilt unconsciously, and the gauze wrapped around her wrists was slightly stained with blood.
The bloodstains were like blooming red plums, standing out against the white gauze.
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