PFC Chapter 149 Worry
Chapter 149 Worry
When Song Yu arrived, Ye Shuangbai was holding a cold bowl of medicine and sighing.
When he saw Song Yu come in and Qing Ling following behind her, his expression changed slightly.
He greeted Song Yu: "Song girl, what are you doing here?"
Although he was talking to Song Yu, his eyes were always on Qing Ling.
After Song Yu entered the room, he smelled the scent of medicine and looked around the room.
I saw a figure on the bed.
"How is Qingluo?" Song Yu asked.
Ye Shuangbai said: "The heart meridian is damaged, and he is almost dead."
"What?" Song Yu screamed.
Ye Shuangbai said: "I gave her an injection and she is temporarily suspended. She can't eat or drink. It will only happen tonight."
Song Yu glanced at the medicine in Ye Shuangbai's hand and asked, "Can't I drink this medicine if it's cold?"
Ye Shuangbai nodded, and Song Yu said, "Please make another bowl."
Ye Shuangbai didn't move and looked at Qingling.
Qingling's eyebrows moved slightly, and Ye Shuangbai then took the bowl and went out.
Song Yu walked to the bed and looked at Qingluo's pale face. He wanted to speak but didn't know what to say.
Finally, she sat down on the edge of the bed and said, "Qingluo, please believe me, I don't want you to be like this now. I have never thought of becoming your enemy."
Qingluo closed her eyes, as if she was asleep. If it weren't for the slight beating of her heart, she would have looked like she was dead.
Song Yu looked back at Qing Ling and wanted to scold him, but she didn't say it out loud. She knew that Qing Ling wanted to vent his anger for her.
She didn't explain things clearly, and she underestimated Qingling's care for him.
If she had gone with him last night, perhaps this wouldn't have happened.
She turned back, looked at Qingluo, and said, "If you want, I will take care of you until you recover."
"Ayu!" Qingling shouted. He didn't expect Song Yu to make such a decision.
"Shut up," Song Yu turned around and glared at Qing Ling, then said, "Get out first."
Qing Ling didn't move. The two stared at each other for a long time. Finally, Qing Ling gave in. He said, "I'm just outside the door. Call me if you need anything."
Song Yu watched him walk out the door, then turned around and found that Qingluo had opened her eyes.
"Now you are satisfied, and you come here specially to laugh at me." Qingluo said.
Song Yu raised his hand and said, "I swear, I never thought of laughing at you."
Qingluo asked, "Then what are you doing here?"
Song Yu said: "I just came to see you, I'm a little worried."
"Tsk, don't be so hypocritical. I don't believe that you said you were worried about the person who wanted to kill you last night. If that's true, then you are either stupid or naive." Qingluo said.
Song Yu sighed and said, "I'm not stupid, nor am I naive. It's just that your injury, after all, has something to do with me. I just..."
She just wanted to say sorry on behalf of Qingling. Qingling himself would definitely not say it, but after seeing Qingluo, Song Yu felt that now was not the time to say sorry.
"You are such a pushover." Qingluo said with sarcasm in her tone.
Song Yu said: "You didn't want to kill me, but hurt me because I provoked you. In fact, I also have a way to make you leave without hurting me, but I didn't do that because I wanted to keep you."
"You want to keep me? Do you know that I am..."
Song Yu interrupted her: "I know, you like Qing Ling, that's why I did that. I know you've done a lot for him. To be honest, if I were you, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to do the same as you."
"It has nothing to do with you." Qingluo said coldly.
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Qingling stood outside the door with a grim face. Song Yu actually kicked him out.
"Master." Zhao Zhou came to find Qingling.
Qing Ling turned around and looked at him. Zhao Zhou replied, "Master, Murong Qianjun has appeared."
"Where?" Qingling asked.
Zhao Zhou replied, "Wucheng."
After hearing this, Qing Ling's eyes darkened. After a moment, he said, "What's going on at Wanjian Villa?"
Zhao Zhou said, "Since you left, two more sect leaders have died, both of whom had their vital energy sucked out. Ye Xu announced to the public that you killed them out of rage. He also sent out invitations to heroes, telling everyone that you were resurrected and wanted to avenge the previous encirclement and suppression.
I'm afraid it won't be long before those people gather again."
Qing Ling heard this, without any panic on his face, and asked: "How is Fu Zhenghong?"
Zhao Zhou said, "The spies reported that Fu Zhenghong is doing fine, but judging by Ye Xu's reaction, he seems to have sensed something and there's a rift between him and Ye Xu.
In this case, it would be difficult for him to escape. Ye Xu would definitely keep a close watch on him. If he was a little more ruthless, he would probably just..."
Zhao Zhou didn't explain it clearly, and just made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Qing Ling naturally understood that Ye Xu was very good at disguising himself. No matter how vicious he was inside, it would not show on his face. However, such a person could be really cruel when he got angry. The relationship between master and disciple was not something he would care about at all.
I'm afraid he has already wanted to kill his apprentice, but he just hasn't found the opportunity.
As for why he didn't kill Fu Zhenghong directly but just disabled him, it was probably because of another sinister thought in his heart.
I am not a child of destiny, and I am full of jealousy but cannot express it. When I see the former genius fall, it is even more painful than dying directly.
He might even wake up laughing in his dreams at night.
And how could the genius who had brought him down to earth with his own hands be allowed to rise again?
Qing Ling was silent for a while, then said, "Send a message to Fu Zhenghong. If he can't escape within half a month, he will die immediately. There's no need to rescue him."
Zhao Zhou was startled for a moment, then responded, "Yes."
"Send someone to follow Murong closely and see who he contacts. Don't alert the enemy." Qingling said again.
"Yes." Zhao Zhou replied.
He heard footsteps beside him, and when he turned his head, he saw Ye Shuangbai coming with a bowl of medicine.
"Master, why are you standing at the door?" Ye Shuangbai was decocting medicine in the small kitchen next door and had no idea what was going on.
When Qingling heard him mention this, his already bad mood became even worse.
Ye Shuangbai felt Qing Ling's low pressure. Although he didn't know what he said wrong, he still thought that the best strategy was to run away.
He held the medicine bowl in his hand and said, "The medicine is ready. Shall we bring it in now?"
Before Qingling could answer, the door opened.
Qing Ling's body was revealed, and his eyes swept over the three people outside the door one by one.
Finally, his gaze fixed on the medicine bowl in Ye Shuangbai's hand.
"Give me the medicine." Song Yu stretched out his hand.
Ye Shuangbai hesitated for a moment and said, "This bowl is a little hot."
Qing Ling immediately responded: "Give it to me."
Ye Shuangbai immediately handed over the bowl.
Qingling said to Zhao Zhou again, "Go down."
Zhao Zhou bowed and pushed it down.
Song Yu did not stop him and said, "Come in together."