Rebirth Strategy: Please let me go

An Jinran felt relieved when he heard that she was fine. Then he got up and walked to the room, looked at the little medicine boy and asked, "How is my brother doing?"

The little medicine boy shook his head: "My husband is still under treatment, please be patient."

Sparks danced in An Jinran's eyes, as if he was about to get angry at the next moment, but the little medicine boy was not afraid of him. An Jinshu saw something was wrong and said quickly: "Brother, sit down for a moment, this kind of thing is not urgent."

An Jinran snorted, tossed his robe, turned around and sat on the stool, his expression extremely ugly: "Who hurt you two, if you can see clearly, I will definitely capture him and bring him to justice, and make him taste a thousand cuts." Punishment by mutilation."

An Jinshu didn't want to cause trouble, so he just shook his head and said vaguely: "The man in black can't see his appearance clearly."

An Jinran slapped the table, furious: "I'm so angry."

Seeing how angry he was, An Jinshu hesitated for a moment and said, "There is something I want to ask my brother."

An Jinran turned to look at her: "What's the matter?"

"I hope that my brother will keep today's matter a secret. Don't let my father, mother and grandmother know about it. I'm afraid they will be worried."

An Jinran fell silent: "How do you know, little sister, that your father and mother don't know about your disappearance?"

An Jinshu smiled: "If I had known, mother would have come in person at this moment."

An Jinran was speechless: "Is it because I don't want my parents to know that I'm afraid that they will worry? Isn't it because I'm afraid that if they find out, they will start looking for the murderer?"

An Jinshu did not expect that his brother, who was not usually deep-minded, would be so enlightened when encountering such a thing. He was stunned and smiled and said: "Brother should know that more things are worse than less things."

"The two of us accidentally bumped into each other's knife. The fact that the other party didn't kill anyone means that the other party doesn't want to cause trouble. Naturally, I don't want to be associated with such dangerous people. If I don't look for it, the matter will be over. If I do, it will be over. , I don’t need to tell you the outcome, I’m sure my brother also knows.”

An Jinran certainly understands this truth. Most of the assassins in the world are ruthless and murderous people. The fact that An Jinshu and An Jinshu are still alive when they meet each other means that the other party does not want to cause trouble. If they insist on looking for it, They were afraid that both sides would suffer losses and no one would be able to gain the favor, not to mention that the other party had no scruples, but they still had a whole family to take care of.

Putting things to rest is the best outcome for both parties. Of course, this is based on the premise that Gu Qingchen survives. If Gu Qingchen dies, even if he risks his life, An Jinran will not make things easier for the other party.

"Don't worry, little sister, if nothing happens to my brother, I will tolerate this. If something happens to my brother..."

A cold light flashed in his eyes: "Even if I dig the ground three feet, I will not let him go."

"Brother, nothing will happen to him." An Jinshu's gaze stopped at the door. Although he did not see the situation in the room, he believed that Gu Qingchen would not die like this. His life was still alive.

Inside the house, Gu Qingchen leaned against the wooden couch and allowed Mr. Mo to clean his wounds.

Mr. Mo carefully cleaned and stitched the wound on his injured arm and then bandaged it. During this period, he did not use any anesthetic on Gu Qingchen, as if he intended to cause pain to the other person. Gu Qingchen also insisted on not saying a word, and put the wound through the flesh. The pain was endured.

"What on earth are you doing this for? A good arm has to be scratched with so much force." Mo Lao was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at Gu Qingchen on the couch.

Gu Qingchen replied: "It's just to deceive others."

"Then just scratch it for whatever you want. Why do you need to scratch such a serious wound? If I hadn't gotten the news and gone there to look for you, do you want to bleed out and die?" Mo Lao became more and more angry as he spoke and hit his hand hard. , Gu Qingchen gasped in pain.

"Don't be so angry. Why take it out on my arm?"

"I'm so angry. I'm going to be so angry with you. If you have something wrong with you, how can you give me the face to see the lord under the Nine Springs?"

Mo Lao blurted out in anger without thinking. In an instant, the atmosphere in the room became solemn.

Gu Qingchen lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the coldness radiating around him could clearly tell that he was in an extremely bad mood.

Mr. Mo realized that he had said the wrong thing, and quickly calmed down his temper, stepped back, clasped his fists, and said, "I am the one who talks too much, please punish me, young master."

"What's wrong with Mr. Mo?" Gu Qingchen chuckled and raised his eyes, his eyes bottomless: "Mr. Mo is right, I shouldn't take my life for granted. I still carry a blood feud on my body. If I die like this If you do, wouldn’t it be an advantage to others?”

He smiled sarcastically, and Mr. Mo was not sure whether he was telling the truth or a lie. After a long while, he said seriously: "I have been looking for the young master for more than ten years, and now I finally found the young master. I only wish the young master good luck. I hope you will go well." The Lord can understand the painstaking efforts of the veteran."

"Of course I understand." Gu Qingchen got out of bed, walked to Mr. Mo, and helped him up: "The road ahead is long and long, Mr. Lao Mo has to worry about it."

Mr. Mo nodded happily, stood up and said angrily: "As long as the young master tells me to worry less, it will be fine."

"Kunkou...." There was a knock on the door.

The little medicine boy's voice came: "Sir, people outside asked the patient if he was in danger of his life and when he would be better."

Gu Qingchen lay back on the bed, and Mr. Mo fed him a pill: "This pill can make your face pale and weak in seven days, and you won't be afraid of being spotted when you return to the Protectorate."

Gu Qingchen nodded, then closed his eyes. Mr. Mo walked to the door, opened it, and hit the little medicine boy on the head with his palm: "Urgent, urgent, urgent, what are you urging? If you urge to cure diseases and save people, you can be cured." If people can be cured, not everyone can be a doctor.”

These words seemed to be a lesson to the little medicine boy, but in fact everyone in the room knew that Mr. Mo was saying this for them to hear. An Jinran looked angry and was about to stand up and say something, but An Jinshu beat him to it with a smile. Mr. Mo bowed.

"Old sir, don't be angry. We didn't mean to rush you. We were just worried about the injuries of our loved ones, so we became a little more urgent. I hope you can forgive me."

"Hmm..." Mr. Mo snorted coldly, touched his beard, looked at An Jinshu with his eyes, and then said: "He is fine now, but he is still unconscious. It will probably take half an hour to wake up. Leave one of you waiting, and everyone else should go, it’s too late, don’t delay my rest.”

When An Jinshu heard that the person was okay, he immediately smiled and said, "Thank you, old man, for saving me. I will keep this kindness in my heart."

Mr. Mo bowed his body and walked to the backyard. Halfway through, he replied meaningfully: "I have written down what you said."

After that, he called the little medicine boy in a low voice: "Long beard."

"The disciple is here."

"The total number of people saved is twenty taels. Remember to collect the account before releasing them."

Changxu hummed heavily: "Disciple understands."

"Hey, you..." An Jinran was immediately unhappy when they saw that the other party was so distrustful, but was interrupted by An Jinshu before he got angry.

"Brother, twenty taels saved my brother's life, it was worth it." She chuckled, then asked Hongli to come forward and give the money, and she stepped into the house.

In the house, the smell of herbs mixed with the smell of blood rushed straight into people's nostrils, causing nausea, but An Jinshu only frowned slightly and did not find it unbearable. He covered his nose and walked to the bed.

On the bed, Gu Qingchen was unconscious with a bloodless face. An Jinshu took out the quilt and checked his wounds. He was relieved to see that the wounds had been properly treated.

"As expected of you, you can survive after losing so much blood." She murmured.

"What did little sister say?" An Jinran walked up behind her at some point.

An Jinshu smiled at him: "I said it's great that my brother is fine."

An Jinran did not doubt that he was there. He sat by the couch and glanced at Gu Qingchen: "This kid is really annoying, but he is a man who can protect you with his life. When he wakes up, I will reward him generously." .”

An Jinshu didn't answer. She didn't dare to accept her brother's reward for Gu Qingchen. After all, with her brother's brain, he couldn't figure out where to take the person, so she decided to wait for Gu Qingchen to wake up and talk to his brother on her own. Bar.