Is it fake to have no father or mother?

Wuming's cold eyes swept over, and the woman's face was so scared that her face turned pale, and tears in her eyes instantly burst out: "Qilang, I, I feel uncomfortable, I feel heartbroken... My chest hurts so much... uncomfortable... We, let's go home..."

Her face turned a little whiter than before, and her hands fell on her chest, and her breathing became obviously rapid.

Wuming frowned, and a gloom in his eyes.

The woman's breathing became more and more rapid, and her hands holding her clothes were getting tighter and tighter, and even her knuckles were turning white.

Finally, she gasped, her body became weak and she was about to fall down.

Wuming still reached out to pick her up, groped through her waist, found the sachet, and placed it in front of her nose.

The woman immediately took a big breath, and the refreshing breath in her sachet made her breathing gradually improve. In the end, the face that had already flushed and red finally returned to a little normal color, but under the normal color, it was obviously pale.

This woman has asthma!

Qiqi and Mu Chu looked at each other, although they still couldn't figure out what was going on, they probably could guess it.

After Wuming fell off the cliff, this woman must have rescued him, but now Wuming appeared in front of them intact, without any injuries on his body, and even his face... except for a faint scar on his forehead, there were no scars everywhere. How could he be safe and sound when he fell off such a steep cliff?

As for the woman, she was so fragile, she couldn't tell that she was a martial arts person. She even seemed weaker than ordinary people. How could such a person save him in the air when he fell from the cliff?

There was a fog in front of me, but now there was a patient waiting for them. Even though the woman's breathing had slowed down and her face improved, she was still gasping for breath. It was obvious that the disease had not yet subsided.

Qiqi walked over and the long needle fell into his hand. A layer of defense suddenly appeared in Wuming's eyes: "What are you doing?"

That look of defense was still stinging her heart, but she still smiled slightly, her eyes softly: "Achu and I are both doctors, I can cure her temporarily, as long as you believe it."

"How do I believe you?" Wuming's defense faded a little, but the cold air was still there.

Qiqi looked at him and said softly: "I believe that your martial arts must be very good, so just look at me and see if I can make her better in the shortest time. As for the others, I let them wait outside and never come in to disturb me. Only you, what do you think?"

Wuming seemed to be thinking, but the woman in his arms suddenly shook her head: "No, don't want her, let's go home, Qilang..."

Because I was speaking too quickly, my chest was constantly rising and falling, and my breathing became even more messy, and my normal face gradually turned red again.

Her mouth was widening, and this time even the pack of mint leaves could not help her recover.

Qiqi looked at Wuming and his voice became softer: "Let me try it, okay?"

...

The woman's name is Yu Niang, and she is just an ordinary girl with no internal strength on her body. When Qiqi applied the needle to her, she paid special attention to it. She really didn't understand martial arts.

At such a close distance, she once used her true energy to test it. If she couldn't even test it like this, then she would either not understand martial arts or her martial arts skills were so powerful that it was unimaginable.

But, probably she belongs to the former.

In addition, her asthma is very serious, because she has been weak for many years. Qiqi even thought that if she hadn't met her and Mu Chu, I'm afraid that Yu Niang would probably die in such a low medical technology environment in a few years.

How can such a person be related to conspiracy?

But why did she hide everything about Wuming here? And it was obvious that when she saw herself, she always had hostility in her eyes.

After taking the needle and looking at Yu Niang whose face gradually calmed down, Qiqi looked at Wuming and said, "Do you want to know where your mother is? Do you want to find your past?"

Wuming didn't say anything, and Yu Niang pulled the corner of his clothes again, clearly trying to hold his big palm, but it seemed that he was a little timid and dared not touch him.

However, Wuming wouldn't mind asking her to pull the corner of her clothes. He glanced at Yu Niang, and he looked at Qiqi again, but still kept silent.

Qiqi smiled helplessly and said, "Since you are still hesitating, then I will give you another night to consider. We will live not far from here. I will come to you tomorrow morning."

She took back the silver needle and wanted to take the needle bag into the bracelet. After thinking about it, the needle bag was finally held in her hand. She stood up and looked at Wuming again.

I wanted to see some familiar expressions in his eyes, but no matter how I looked at them, there was only coldness and distantness in his eyes, as well as a little bit of defense that seemed to be there.

He was always on guard against himself, but fortunately, he no longer had murderous aura towards her now.

This is what he used to be. But when he was with them, the aura of a killer had disappeared almost the same, but now I can't remember everyone, and that aura is slowly emerging again.

She couldn't bear to leave, but in order not to increase his psychological burden, she still stepped out of the door.

Several men who looked like banished immortals were waiting in the courtyard. She walked out and looked back, but the door was closed by someone with his palm. It was hard to think about who it was closed.

This small house is very ordinary, just a small wooden house for ordinary villagers. It seems to be more shabby than other people's houses, but the materials used for the clothes Wuming is not bad. In comparison, the clothes Yu Niang wore were the roughest and lowest.

The owner of this house is obviously Yu Niang, but the owner doesn't have much money at all. However, despite this situation, she still let Wuming wear the best and eat the best.

When Qiqi entered the door, she noticed that there was a plate of roasted chicken and a plate of vegetables on the table. Under such conditions, if Wuming was not there, Yu Niang would definitely not have made these things, and she would definitely not be willing to do them.

This Yu Niang...she really likes Wuming, or even the kind who treats him wholeheartedly.

"What are your plans now?" Chu Xuanchi looked at her and asked calmly.

Qiqi walked towards him and met his gaze. She smiled a little far-fetchedly, but at least she still laughed: "I told him to give him a night to consider. If he promised to follow us, we naturally cannot give up on him. General Hua didn't know that her son was still alive. Let's go back, and I'll write a book for her."

Of course, this was also said to Wuming. Although they didn't talk loudly, how could Wuming not hear it with his skills?

Chu Xuanchi hugged her and gently rubbed her hair with his big palm.

This little woman felt uncomfortable, both excited and uncomfortable. After all, the nameless hero forgot about the past is an unacceptable thing for each of them, but no matter what, at least he is still alive.

"Let's go. Since he's given him one night, we don't wait here tonight." Mu Chu glanced at everyone and took the lead in walking out of the yard.

The small yard is just a few walls built with mud. It simply circles the place. The families in the village also build their own homes in this way. Even if the wall is so short that it cannot stop anyone, at least tell others that this place belongs to the owner.

The five people walked out of the courtyard one after another, turned around and walked towards the small courtyard not far away. The temporary rented houses were equally backward, but compared to the small house in Yu Niang's house, their courtyard seemed much more gorgeous at this moment.

Yu Niang is so poor and has asthma. How did such a girl survive in the past?

When he entered the door, Qiqi couldn't help but look at the courtyard there. The small wooden house stood quietly in the night, and the moonlight shone down, making it even more lonely. What are the two people in the small wooden house doing now?

If she hadn't personally taken Yu Niang's pulse and tested it, she wouldn't have been relieved to hand Wuming over to her, but now she was relieved.

Although he still feels bitter and regretful because Wuming can't remember the past, he is the best way to live.

Withdrew his gaze, Chu Xuanchi said lightly: "Go in, it's time for us to have a meal."

"You go first, I have something to do." Qiqi looked at the four people and said.

Mu Chu smiled slightly and said, "Even if you want to inquire about the woman, you should be full before talking about it. The master is here and you can't escape. I'll go with you later."

Qiqi looked at him gratefully. At this time, Mu Chu was always particularly considerate. She was not comparing, but she was already used to it.

Chu Xuanchi ignored them, and some things were undeniable. This guy did better than himself, but as long as the wife needed him, no matter when and wherever he was, he would do things well for her.

So, leave some opportunities to this guy so that he can say he is always targeting him.

When he entered the door, Ye Che suddenly said, "Xiao Xuanzi, I have discussed it with them..."

Receiving the cold look that Chu Xuanchi cast, he immediately stopped his mouth, pursed his lower lip, then changed his tone and continued: "Great King Xuan, we have discussed it. I hope you can lock Anan's acupoints."

"Are you afraid that he will suddenly be crazy and hurt us, and even he will not know?" Chu Xuanchi raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Ye Che nodded and looked back at Chu Jiangnan behind him: "I have told you all the truth, so don't be sad. I will do the heavy and tiring work in the future."
Chapter completed!