A prostitute of rebirth

Chapter 117 Returning back ten thousand times (1)
What Xiaotian said last, Murong Xiaoxiao didn't hear, she ran back to Xiaoyin Pavilion like flying, just wanted to know how Linglong was hurt.

There was a burning pain in her chest. She kept telling herself to protect the people she cared about, but she actually let Linglong get beaten. Damn Mother Xu, she hasn't settled with her yet. Well, if you dare to hit Linglong, she will definitely pay her back twice as much.

In Linglong's room, Yinglan, Xin'er, Pan'er, and Tianqiao were standing by her bed, because there were bloody welts all over her back, Linglong could only lie on the bed, her clothes were soaked by the bright red blood, Xin'er Just as she was taking a pair of scissors, she cut her clothes into shreds. Pan'er soaked the handkerchief in clean water and wiped the wound on Linglong's back.

As soon as Murong Xiaoxiao arrived at the door, she took such a mouthful, her chest suddenly suffocated, the air seemed to be pulled out of her body instantly, she stared blankly at the unconscious Linglong, her eyes were sore and painful, and her heart ached. The pain suddenly rushed all over the body, and the body holding the door frame was a little unstable, and it seemed that he had fallen to the ground.

"Miss San!" Tianqiao turned her head, saw Murong smiling at the doorway, and called softly.

Her voice attracted other people's attention, and they all smiled and saluted Murong: "Miss San."

Murong Xiaoxiao took a deep breath, suppressed the panic in her heart, walked towards the bed, sat on the edge of the bed, she stretched out her hand to lightly touch Linglong's bloodless face, her heart was full of pity, her eyes moved lightly, falling When it came to Linglong's back, the clothes had been cut open, and the exposed back was dripping with blood, and there was almost no intact place. The welt marks were eye-catching like ghosts, mocking her own incompetence, and even Linglong couldn't protect her.

Xiaotian quickly led the doctor to the Xiaoyin Pavilion, Murong smiled and moved his lips aside tremblingly, his eyes fixed on Linglong lying lifeless on the bed, quietly waiting for the doctor to take the pulse.

"Doctor, how is it? Is Linglong okay?"

As soon as the doctor stood up, Murong Xiaoxiao couldn't wait to pounce on him and asked, his bright eyes showed a trace of panic and uneasiness, and the voice of the question seemed cautious.

The doctor frowned slightly, and looked at Linglong worriedly. Because of the doctor's arrival, a thin quilt had already been covered on Linglong's back, but it was soon stained red by the continuous blood.

"It's really a crime. The heart of the person who beat her is really ruthless. The strike is to kill her. I'm afraid her back has been beaten to pieces, and her muscles and bones have been injured. Fortunately, when she was in a hurry, Otherwise, I'm afraid her little life will be lost, so take good care of her, she won't be able to get out of bed for two months, and whether the wound on her back will leave scars is a problem."

The doctor said quietly, took another look at Linglong, and sighed softly, as if he didn't expect that someone would play tricks on a little maid.

Murong Xiaoxiao's body was stunned suddenly, and she was on the verge of falling. Although the doctor's words revealed that Linglong was fine, but if Mother Lan came a step later, what she saw now would be Linglong's lifeless body.

Thinking that Linglong was about to die, her hands and feet became icy instantly, and a piercing chill spread to every pore of her body. It was her uselessness, not protecting Linglong well, that almost caused the tragedy of the previous life to repeat itself in this life.

The hand holding the bedpost tightened suddenly, and the eyes as clear as a spring were filled with black anger.

"Which one of you will come with me to get the medicine?" The doctor brushed a few strokes, wrote a few prescriptions, raised his head, glanced at the people in the room, and asked indifferently.

"Tianqiao, go get the medicine with the doctor, and show the doctor the wound on your face, don't get any scars." Murong smiled and said without raising his head, his tone was cold without any warmth, but Tianqiao felt it inside. she cares.

Her face was slightly moved, she glanced at Murong gratefully and smiled, followed the doctor to leave.

Taking a deep breath, Murong smiled and sat back on the side of the bed again, and lifted the thin quilt that was stained with blood in just a short while, her frosty little face showed a hint of chagrin and self-blame, as well as deep distress.

"Mother Lan, help Linglong clean up the wound, and be careful not to hurt her."

Seeing Murong Xiaoxiao with a cold face, Yinglan was stunned for a moment, and then replied: "Miss, don't worry, this servant will take good care of Linglong." She seemed to see through Murong Xiaoxiao's thoughts, but she didn't stop her , in her cognition, everything the lady does is as it should be.

Wiping the cold sweat that kept coming out of Linglong's forehead for Linglong who was in a coma, Murong Xiaoxiao got up and walked out with a gloomy face.

Yinglan immediately winked at Xin'er and Pan'er, the two understood, put down the things in their hands, followed Murong and went out with a smile.

As soon as both feet stepped out of Linglong's room, Murong Xiaoxiao's anger dissipated quickly, and Xin'er and Pan'er who followed behind both felt a fierce momentum, which made them breathless.

When he raised his eyes again, there was only Murong's blurred figure with a smile in front of him, and he couldn't help being a little surprised, when did the third lady's speed become so fast.

The direction she ran was not elsewhere, but mother Xu's room.

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The door of the room was kicked open by Murong Xiaoxiao, startling Xu's mother who was sitting at the table kneading melon seeds, she jumped up from the stool in shock, and when she saw the person at the door, her old face immediately changed to With a casual expression, but still respectfully said: "This servant has seen the third lady, but I don't know what the so-called third lady is here?"

Murong Xiaoxiao stopped at the door, looked at Mama Xu's face, and thought of Linglong who was tortured by her and only had half her life left, her chest was heaving violently because of anger, looking at Mama Xu's eyes, full of breathtaking Chill, and roiling rage.

Mother Xu couldn't help trembling, her pupils constricted suddenly, and Murong smiled at a sharp needle, piercing her heart suddenly, and invisible pressure hit her.

Just as she was about to speak, the person at the door moved, and the petite figure rushed towards her like a gust of wind. Before she could react, there was a sharp pain in her stomach, and she fell backward unconsciously.

Murong Xiaoxiao kicked Mama Xu's stomach with a violent killing intent. Although she was small, the force of that kick was no less than that of an adult.

Mother Xu's body hit the corner of the table, and then bounced back and fell to the ground. There were bursts of throbbing pain in her stomach, which wrinkled her wrinkled face even more ferociously. She gritted her teeth and smiled at Murong, accusing: "Miss San, what did this servant do wrong? You are rough on this servant without knowing what is right and what is wrong."

(End of this chapter)