Chapter 975: His Regret III

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How could Suyi not hate him?

"You asked me just now. Did I save you back then? Yes, I did. It even caused my strength to decline and I was downgraded to Spirit Warrior tier..." Suyi slightly smiled. "If it weren't for my declined strength, none of you could have stopped me from killing Chen Qingyan when she wanted to kill Nan Xian!"

Mu Ling had learned about it from the old butler. He already knew the answer.

Now, he heard it directly from Suyi making him more convinced.

If Suyi did sacrifice so much for him...

Then it was not Suyi who owed him. It was he who owed Suyi!

Suyi and Mu Qingyin's figures were getting farther and farther.

Mu Ling stood not far away and looking at the two of them walking away. His eyes stayed focused on the man's back.

Faint jealousy emerged from his heart.

He finally got to experience Suyi's feelings for the first time.

It turned out that it was so uncomfortable when another person stood next to someone he loved.

Even when he knew that Mu Qingyin just regarded Suyi as his sister, Suyi might like him. How could he bear the thought of Suyi liking another person?

"I will not give up. I will never give up!"

It did not matter if he could not have sex.

He would cure the disease sooner or later.

He would no longer give Suyi the chance to leave him!

Mu Ling looked back and clenched his fist tightly. He then turned and walked toward the backyard.

***

Inside a room of the east courtyard.

Chen Qingyan was lying on the bed. Her face was pale, looking very weak.

The light white shirt could not hide the traces on her back.

The door was pushed open with one hand. Chen Qingyan hurriedly looked up and saw Mu Ling come in from the door.

Her eyes were red and tears were floating in her eyes. She pursed her lips tightly.

"Brother Ling..."

She struggled to get up.

Mu Ling hurried forward and pressed her down to the bed. He sighed softly. "Qingyan, you are still not well yet. Just lie down and rest."

"Brother Ling." Chen Qingyan bit her lower lip hard. "Have I done something wrong? You said that you would give me a piece of spirit herb to cure my wounds. But in the end, you had only asked a servant to send it to me. I don't need any spirit herbs. To me, your company is what I am concerned about the most."

Mu Ling's hand that was stroking Chen Qingyan's palm trembled. He lowered his eyes and looked at the pale face in front of him. He groaned for a moment. "Qingyan, I have something to ask you..."

"What's the matter?" Chen Qingyan looked blankly and skeptically at Mu Ling.

Mu Ling's eyes slightly sank. "Do you remember the time when I was seriously injured?"

"I remember." Chen Qingyan smiled. "Back then, I had hurried over to the Mu family to take care of you when I heard that you were hurt. Old Master Mu was initially unwilling to let me go. I kneeled and begged him. Only then, he allowed me to take care of you."

Mu Ling's heart softened. She asked, "Did you see anyone else when you took care of me that day?"

Chen Qingyan was confused. She thought for a while. Shen then shook her head. "No. I only saw you lying down when I reached there. There was no one else. It was also quite strange at that time. They all said that you were seriously injured. But you didn't seem to be in life-threatening condition."

Mu Ling was relieved.

It seemed that Qingyan did not know that it was Suyi who saved him.

Suyi must have already left when Qingyan came to look for him. So, Qingyan had stayed behind and took care of him.