Quick Travel: Pathologically Loyal Dog Strategies

Chapter 45 Young owner, I will bet on you to support you 45
The disciples of the Flying Eagle Sect gave Mu Ling'er acupoints quickly, and then hurried back with the wheelchair.

This scene happened so suddenly that Shen Ronghua had no intention of continuing shopping and wondered: "How could Mu Ling'er suddenly become so seriously ill?"

"Perhaps he is acclimatized." Song Qingxiu guessed with a smile.

Shen Ronghua nodded doubtfully, "It's possible. After all, the Qingshan Temple is no better than the one at the foot of the mountain. Even a person like me with martial arts skills took two days to get used to it."

Tomorrow, the martial arts competition officially kicked off. As soon as Song Qingxiu and Shen Ronghua returned to the courtyard, the leader sent someone over to ask him to come over.

During the martial arts competition, Song Qingxiu needed to sit in charge, and many matters had to be finalized.

When Hong Zhentian got the news that Mu Ling'er had suddenly fallen ill, he immediately put aside his important business and rushed over.

"How's Miss Mu?" He asked as soon as he entered the yard.

"Miss Mu just woke up, and she is punishing people in the house." The person who answered was Zhu Yong, one of Hong Zhentian's confidantes, who was arranged by Mu Linger's side these days.

Hong Zhentian was surprised, "She still has the strength to punish people?"

Zhu Yong was silent.

At this moment, the door was opened, and Cao Gang dragged a man out from inside. Even the thick clothes could not stop the blood seeping inside, and he looked dying.

They were used to seeing blood, so they didn't think Mu Linger was cruel, but a servant died as soon as he died, and if he could please his master, it was a worthy death.

When Mu Linger saw Hong Zhentian, she knew that this person was favored by her father, no matter what she asked, she would be satisfied, so she cried and said: "Master Hong, I know that my son and daughter should not bother you for help, but I Sincerely like Mr. Song, I don't have Miss Shen's healthy body, and I don't have such strong martial arts as Miss Shen, but Miss Shen doesn't have my sincerity, why does Mr. Song only see her but not me!"

"Uncle Hong, if Miss Shen is gone, will Mr. Song look at me more?"

"Uncle Hong, you must help me!" Crying had exhausted all her strength.

Hong Zhentian frowned, he couldn't say the words of refusal.

Seeing Hong Zhentian's serious expression, as if he was making up his mind, Zhu Yong had an intuition that something was wrong, so he hurriedly dissuaded him: "Master Song, the Young Master Song that Miss Mu is talking about is the young owner of Zhujian Villa, and it is not something ordinary people can control. Miss Shen, but the eldest lady of Fugui Escort Bureau, if she takes action against her, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Hong Zhentian narrowed his sharp eyes and said, "There is no need to say more about this. You and Cao Gang will take good care of Miss Mu."

This is what it means to have made up your mind.

Zhu Yong was very worried. When Cao Gang came back, he still smelled of blood.

"Dead?" Zhu Yong asked.

Cao Gang shook his head, "Half dead."

"Did you take the medicine?"

Cao Gang still shook his head, "No."

Zhu Yong understands, no more words.

It's not not but not allowed, this is Miss Mu's meaning.

I have to say that people who are sick in body are also sick in heart. Seeing a maidservant's healthy body, she is often jealous and spoils it secretly. Just a fever, a bowl of medicine will heal immediately, such a good physique makes Miss Mu's eyes red, and the methods of torture are endless, and they are even more unscrupulous.

They couldn't control that much, and they could only sigh a few words. If they showed any sympathy for the maid, I'm afraid she would die faster.

(End of this chapter)