I was framed and walked into the wrong room, and I gave birth to a litter for the CEO.

It shouldn't be that easy to get Lin Baiyuan's whereabouts from that man's mouth.

However, even so, Nucen has fallen into his hands. Lin Boyuan felt like he had broken his arm, and he could no longer be as arrogant as before.

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The village chief and his wife took their daily necessities and came to a wooden house together.

The wooden house was originally a public house in the village, used to commemorate the deceased ancestors.

There are several rooms here, and usually no one comes here specifically.

"My benefactor, it's time to eat."

Village chief Wang Dazhu stepped into the courtyard and shouted inside.

But no one in the room responded.

"Let's go in and take a look." His wife Liu Xiaoyang said, holding a box containing food.

She pushed open the door of the wooden house on the left. The light in the house was not very bright, but she could clearly see the figure lying on the bed.

"Benefactor, we brought you food." Liu Xiaoyang walked into the room and put the food in the box on the table.

The person lying on the bed sat up slowly after hearing her voice.

He hunched his body and walked towards the table step by step.

Wang Dazhu followed his wife into the wooden house. He looked at the people sitting on the stool and felt a little scared. But then I thought about it, he was the benefactor who saved their daughter, he was not a bad person, so naturally he wouldn't be afraid.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks, Liu Xiaoyang said cautiously: "Then you eat slowly, and let's go take a look at those two people."

They couldn't tell whether this person was a man or a woman.

He has been wearing this outfit since he came here. He had a cloak on his head and a scarf covering his face and neck tightly.

Except for his sharp eyes, not even an inch of his skin could be seen.

"Yes, yes, you eat first, and we will come over to clean up later." Wang Dazhu echoed his wife's words.

Liu Xiaoyang closed the door of the wooden house and took her husband's hand to the yard.

"I think it's not an option to let them live here all the time. Our whole village almost suffered today." Wang Dazhu whispered to Liu Xiaoyang.

"If you don't let them live here, where will they live? You can't be ungrateful. If this weirdo hadn't saved our daughter, we would have no children now.

Aren't those people gone today? They will definitely not come again. "

Their daughter suffered from a strange disease when she was born, and she still cannot walk even when she is eight or nine years old.

When he met the weirdo in the house, he prescribed some medicine and stretched their daughter's limbs. Now their daughter can walk a few steps.

"Well, let's go take a look at those two people first."

Wang Dazhu agreed with his wife's words.

In the wooden house on the right, a man and a woman were lying on a wooden bed, both of whom were still unconscious.

The room was filled with the smell of Chinese medicine, the charcoal fire in the stove next to it was still burning, and the medicine in the pot above was already boiling.

"Is the medicine ready?" Wang Dazhu listened to the boiling sound and tried to reach out and lift the lid of the pot.

"Don't touch it." Liu Xiaoyang reminded: "My benefactor doesn't like others touching his things. Besides, is this medicine for these two people or for our daughter?

We had no idea, and it would be troublesome if we broke it. "

"Oh." Wang Dazhu stopped touching the medicine stove. He walked to the bed and looked at the man and woman lying down, taking a closer look. This woman looks exactly like the woman today.

"This woman should be the sister of the woman today, right?"

"Be more confident and remove the "should". They look exactly the same, they must be sisters." Wang Dazhu emphasized.

"You said that if you tell her that her sister is here, we... don't have to worry about anyone coming here to trouble us again?"

"You are stupid. If they leave, there will be no need for the benefactor to stay here.

Our daughter's illness has not fully recovered yet. What will happen to her condition in the future? "

"That's right..."

Suddenly, there was a strange noise outside the yard.

The couple hurried out.

The door of the wooden house on the left opened. It must be that weirdo who had finished his meal.

"Benefactor, have you eaten? Then let's take the things away."

Liu Xiaoyang walked into the room and put the dishes on the table into boxes.

When Wang Dazhu saw his wife preparing to come out of the wooden house, he couldn't help but step in and specifically said to the weirdo: "My benefactor, those who came to the village looking for someone yesterday are here again today.

But there’s not just one wave, there’s another wave of people.

One of them claimed to be the woman's sister, and I saw that they looked the same. There must be nothing wrong. How about I go and check it myself?

If they are really not bad people, how about letting them take the man and woman back? "

He is the village chief. If something really happened to the villagers here. He is really to blame.

"Are you afraid of death?"

The weirdo sitting on the stool asked quietly.

His voice was dry and hoarse. Not like a man, and certainly not like a woman.

He always walked with a stooped body, giving the impression that he was probably a man.

"Who is not afraid of death? It's just...it's not a problem for them to live here all the time. If they can return to their own homes and have family members to take care of them, their injuries will heal faster." Wang Dazhu explained.

"Three days later."

He replied with three words in a cold voice, then stood up and walked to the bed opposite.

Liu Xiaoyang and Wang Dazhu understood what he meant. He meant to let the man and woman leave their village in three days.

The couple left the yard of the wooden house and closed the door.

"Cough cough..."

In the originally peaceful wooden house, there were sudden bursts of violent coughing.

The weirdo sat on the edge of the bed, covering his chest with his hands wearing black woolen gloves. The violent cough made his chest feel particularly uncomfortable.

He gasped for breath, put his hands on the bed board, and stood up with difficulty. Go to the cabinet next to you and take out a small box inside.

There were pills in the box. He took out one of them, lifted up the scarf covering his face, threw the pill into his mouth and swallowed it with sobs.

"Luo Zixuan..."

There were worried shouts from the cabin next door.

Fang Ling'er woke up from a coma, and the man was lying next to her, but she was injured. Every movement hurts the wounds on his body.

"Luo Zixuan, wake up..." She stretched out her arms and tried to grab his hand.

Her arm was clamped with a wooden board, obviously fixed deliberately, and the fracture was already injured.

Luo Zixuan was naked from the waist up and was bandaged with many gauze. Even his head was wrapped in gauze, and he looked in very bad condition.

With a "squeak" sound, the door of the wooden house was pushed open from the outside.