Chapter 250 Borrowing Money from the Lu Family
"Mo Lang, wake up quickly. I'll be leaving soon and have important things to tell you."
After Ji Ruyan finished speaking, she suddenly sensed something amiss behind her.
But it wasn't a feeling of danger.
He also knew that only Lu Qingqing and Lao Pang were behind him.
Therefore, there was no panic, only confusion as he turned around.
A sudden, powerful force knocked him down.
Ji Ruyan collapsed heavily onto Mo Lang's lap.
He let out a muffled groan, his eyes widening in astonishment, "Qing..."
A slender hand grabbed her neck.
"You look familiar, young master. Have we met somewhere before?"
Lu Qingqing grinned maliciously, her voice rough and unpleasant, like a duck being choked.
They can't tell the difference between men and women.
Ji Ruyan instantly understood her actions, but...
Could you use a little more force?
He's not very good at acting.
Should we resist now, or... not resist?
"What...do you want to do? Let me go."
They've stopped resisting!
He thought he felt Mo Lang's knee move slightly.
Ji Ruyan's voice was soft and gentle, like melted sugar.
It overlapped with my dream!
Lu Qingqing's expression hardened further, and a flame seemed to flicker in her eyes.
She tightened her grip and slapped him across the face.
Of course, he was hitting the back of his own hand.
As the crisp slap rang out, the gang leader behind him shouted, "Help! Someone's trying to rape the young master!"
"..."
"..."
It's not Lao Pang's fault.
A strong woman.
A frail, reclining young master.
This sight made him shout it out involuntarily.
Later, I realized something was off, but since the opening credits had already said it, I could only continue with the storyline.
"You wicked woman, did you drug my young master?! Let him go!"
"Ha! This chieftain has finally stumbled upon a dish that looks, smells, and tastes delicious; how could I possibly let it go without taking a bite!"
Lu Qingqing tore Ji Ruyan's clothes off in an instant.
Don't misunderstand, with Lao Pang around, she couldn't lose her composure in front of her apprentice, so she just tore her sleeve.
Ji Ruyan was also in the zone, her humming was particularly hoarse, just like she was under the influence of a drug.
Old Pang shouted again at the top of his lungs, "Our people are coming soon, you're no good!"
Release me now, and I might spare your life!
Mo Lang's eyelashes began to tremble, and his fingers kept bending.
Ji Ruyan deliberately raised her body, then fell down due to exhaustion.
This is practically a natural performance.
Lu Qingqing stopped choking Ji Ruyan and simply lifted him up so that he could lie side by side with Mo Lang on the bed.
It's quite crowded.
But that's exactly the feeling I wanted.
Lu Qingqing knelt on the bed, causing it to sag further. She leaned down and smiled wickedly, "Hurry up and get on with the business. Stop arguing, or it'll be too late when your people arrive!"
Just accept your fate!
She saw a ferocious look appear on Mo Lang's face, his eyes were rolling, and he was straining his shoulders.
Hurry, give it your all!
So close!
Lu Qingqing held a silver needle in her hand and stabbed it into his temple.
Mo Lang seemed to be fighting someone, his handsome face becoming even more ferocious, yet he seemed to be encountering an obstacle and couldn't wake up no matter what.
The veins on his forehead bulged and then shrunk.
Lu Qingqing frowned. It was still a bit short. How much more stimulating could it be?
Ji Ruyan then turned over and lay on her side.
His breathing was a little heavy, and his face was as red as a wedding dress.
Blood……
The blood was missing.
For a bodyguard, the most exciting thing is the smell of blood.
Ji Ruyan drew the dagger from her waist and slashed her arm without hesitation.
The pain can reduce the heat and the redness on the face will fade.
He said weakly, "I would rather die than let you have your way."
Oh dear, is it really necessary to be so hard on yourself?
Cutting a finger would have been fine, but why did you go so far as to make such a big cut?
Lu Qingqing tried to pull him up, but Ji Ruyan pulled his arm away and turned his body to the side without turning around.
What are you doing?
Ji Ruyan dripped the blood from her arm onto Mo Lang's face.
The smell of blood filled the air.
The scene of battle seemed to come alive.
Mo Lang's body stiffened, his features sharp and menacing, and his teeth chattered.
Like a trapped ferocious beast, it is ramming its horns against the iron cage, determined to break free despite the blood streaming down its face.
Ji Ruyan continued to bleed.
"Enough, enough..."
Lu Qingqing pulled him up forcefully, and couldn't help but mutter, "I'm really impressed. You've lost half a bowl of blood. How many blood-nourishing pills would it take to make up for it?"
"Let go of my young master!"
A cricket chirped.
His voice was hoarse, like a withered tree branch starving of water.
Mo Lang suddenly opened his eyes, his thick eyebrows raised sharply, making the fiercest expression.
"Let go! Let go!"
What he thought was a fierce shout was actually just a "buzzing" sound.
"Oh dear, you're awake!" Old Pang jumped over.
Lift eyelids, touch neck, examine the whole body.
After a flurry of activity, Mo Lang finally regained consciousness.
"Young master... I am still alive."
"Yes, you're still alive. Miss Lu saved you."
So, your life belongs to her from now on.
Lu Qingqing finished bandaging Ji Ruyan's wound and clapped her hands.
"Alright, I'm going back now. I've prepared your big gift, I'll bring it to you tomorrow."
"No, tomorrow at Chenshi (7-9 AM), go up the mountain, and I'll wait for you there."
Lu Qingqing looked at him and nodded: "Okay!"
Lu Qingqing didn't tell anyone about her medical exam.
I'm just waiting to get my medical license so I can give everyone a surprise.
When she got home and reached the village entrance, she felt like something was missing.
After thinking about it, it seems like one person is missing.
I haven't seen Grandma Liu out for a stroll lately.
How did they manage to stay cooped up at home?
Lu Qingqing had some free time, so she took a bag of mung bean cakes she had just bought to Grandma Liu's house.
"Miss Qingqing?"
Grandma Liu's grandson is chopping firewood with an axe.
Upon seeing Lu Qingqing, he quickly threw down the axe and welcomed her in as if she were a distinguished guest. He then found a stool and wiped it clean.
"My parents went to the wasteland in the woods to collect medicinal herb seeds. Is there anything you need, Miss Qingqing?"
"It's nothing, I just came to see your grandma. I haven't seen her lately."
"My grandma..."
Shui Ge'er hurriedly went into the house and helped Granny Liu out.
Also accompanying him were Shui Ge'er's two young children and his shy wife.
“Miss Lu, my grandmother’s mind is starting to go muddle. One time she went out and didn’t come back until night. Our whole family searched for her until midnight before we found her near a haystack.”
She couldn't remember the way home, so her parents dared not let her go out anymore," Shui Ge'er said.
"So that's how it is."
Lu Qingqing looked at Granny Liu's condition and realized that it did indeed resemble symptoms of Alzheimer's disease.
My eyesight is not clear.
However, her clothes weren't dirty, and her hair was neatly combed, so it seems she's being well taken care of by her granddaughter-in-law.
She still took his pulse.
"There's nothing wrong, it seems to be normal aging."
No need to take any medicine anymore.
Shui Ge'er chimed in, "My grandma will be eighty in two years. There aren't many people in the village who live to that age. My parents say it's about time for her to get to that age too."
"Qingqing, my grandma sometimes thinks clearly and often mentions you!"
Upon hearing this, Granny Liu exclaimed, "Ah!"
Looking at Lu Qingqing, he asked, "You're also called Qingqing? There's a Qingqing in our village, she's really amazing, she's a doctor!"
If you're sick, go see her; she'll cure you.
Lu Qingqing laughed, even in her confusion she still remembered to promote it!
"Okay, I'll go find her."
Lu Qingqing took out a few pieces of candy and gave them to the two children.
Looking at Shui Ge'er, he said, "The workshop is short of someone to deliver goods to the city. Do you want to do it?"
Shui Ge'er and his wife were stunned, and then they rubbed their hands together happily.
"I'll do it, and I'll do it well."
...
When Lu Qingqing returned home, she saw the village head still collecting taxes from house to house, looking worried and distressed.
Many villagers are now coming to the Lu family to borrow money. Lu Qingqing will not refuse to help those in need, nor is she a landlord or rich man who will take the opportunity to raise interest rates and exploit them.
But you can't be too generous and lend money to just anyone who asks.
She understood the principle that a small favor is appreciated, but a large one breeds resentment.
We must not refuse to help those in distress, nor should we create enmity.
“Uncle Village Head, gather all the villagers who can’t pay their taxes and want to borrow money from the Lu family to my house. I’ll explain everything to them all at once.”
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