The Fabricated Lies Came True, And Zulong Led Xianqin To Come

209 A Fierce Battle

209 A Fierce Battle

These tramps had scars on their bodies, obviously just experienced a tragic battle.

Lin Mu glanced at them and stopped paying attention.

And at this time, suddenly, a young beggar in ragged clothes and disheveled hair rushed out of the side, and rushed towards Lin Mu.

"Help...help...please, help me..."

The beggar grabbed Lin Mu's trousers, howling and pleading.

"Huh? Who is this beggar?" Lin Mu looked down in doubt.

I saw that the beggar was unkempt, covered with mud, and exuded an unpleasant and pungent sour smell all over his body.

But even so, Lin Mu vaguely recognized that the beggar in front of him was actually Li Xuewei who had a spring dinner with him that night!

"Who are you?" Lin Mu asked.

"My name is Liu Hao. I used to be a hospital nurse in the town, but recently the attending physician of our hospital absconded with money, and I lost my job, woo woo..." Li Xuewei cried.

"Hospital?" Lin Mu thought for a while, and then understood Liu Hao's situation.

"Oh, how about this, since you and I share the same disease, I'll help you first."

Lin Mu said lightly.

Although Liu Hao's condition is very poor, it would be too inhumane to abandon him under such circumstances.

"Really, really?" Li Xuewei stopped her tears when she heard this, and stared at Lin Mu with a pair of dark eyes.

This look, looks very pure and clear, as if ignorant of the world.

And Lin Mu couldn't help being absent-minded for a while.

As expected of an Immortal Venerable, even in the Dharma-ending Era, he still has such a beautiful face.

"You come in first."

Lin Mu calmed down and led Liu Hao into the house.

Liu Hao looked at the dilapidated surroundings and frowned, but he still followed Lin Mu into the room.

Lin Mu placed Liu Hao on the sofa in the living room, then took out a pen and paper, and wrote down a prescription.

"Here, here are three kinds of elixir, drink one pill every day, after seven days, your illness will be cured.

Lin Mu handed the prescription to Liu Hao, and said: "Remember, don't drink too much, otherwise, instead of getting better, your condition will worsen, and I will be powerless at that time

"I see." Liu Hao nodded in agreement.

"That's all right, you have a good rest, I'll go first."

After finishing speaking, Lin Mu turned and left directly.

ask for flowers...

Liu Hao looked at Lin Mu's leaving back, and a gleam flashed in his eyes.

The back of this person, "It's a little familiar...it seems...it seems to be Lin Mu?

"No, Lin Mu is already a waste, it is impossible to become like this, it must be just a back image."

"Yes, it is like."

Liu Hao muttered to himself.

Afterwards, he stood up from the sofa, stretched his waist, and showed his eyes: "I will work hard to practice martial arts and become strong as soon as possible, so that I can get rid of the current miserable experience and regain my new life!"

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Thinking about it, Liu Hao picked up the prescription Lin Mu left for him and walked towards the kitchen.

His stomach was rumbling with hunger, so he decided to cook a bowl of instant noodles and eat them to fill up his internal organs.

But at this time, he didn't know that all his performances had already fallen into Lin Mu's eyes.

Lin Mu observed quietly, with a playful arc on the corner of his mouth.

"Hehe, it's quite clever, it seems that my guess is indeed correct!"

Lin Mu sneered in his heart.

The eyes of that Liu Hao just now scanned him a few times, and then moved away.

Lin Mu didn't care about it at the time, but now that he thought about it carefully, he felt something was wrong.