Song Mengmeng was of course aware of Song Wenlan's situation, so when Ying Zhu pointed it out, she was neither angry nor surprised, and stated her request frankly and openly.
Since we're still alive, it means the future isn't completely hopeless!
Song Mengmeng remained very stubborn in the face of this, but Ying Zhu did not say anything more. Instead, he demonstrated his superb medical skills and, after a thorough examination, provided a corresponding treatment plan.
"I never expected you to live with a Taotie. Aren't you Pixiu always known for hating evil?! How could you choose to associate with a ferocious beast like the Taotie? It really surprises me!"
While Yao Anna was taking Song Wenlan for a check-up, Ying Zhu couldn't suppress his curiosity and said to Song Mengmeng, who was sitting across from him at his desk, "I don't mean anything by it, but seeing a little kid like you makes me want to give you some more advice."
The Taotie is dangerous; don't be fooled by its appearance!
“I know Taotie is dangerous!” Song Mengmeng didn’t mind Ying Zhu laying it all out in front of her at all. She sat in the chair, slowly rocking her little pesky ...
"So what if I'm a Pixiu? You said I'm just a cub. My strength is limited. When I can't win and can't escape, I naturally choose to follow my heart. It's not shameful for a beast!"
"From the heart?!" Ying Zhu couldn't help but laugh at Song Mengmeng's words: "This is the first time I've heard someone describe being afraid of death in such a refreshing and unconventional way!"
"Then you do it! I can call the King of Hell for you!" Song Mengmeng snorted and glared back at Ying Zhu with a perfectly justified air.
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