Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1117 - 1115: Lin Fan, Will You Marry Me?
Ah——
Ah——
Ah——
The heart-wrenching cry pierced through the clouds, echoing between heaven and earth.
The entire Main City of the Xuan Clan seemed to tremble because of it.
The ground shook and the mountains swayed.
The heavens were torn apart.
Yet not a single one of the millions of citizens felt fear, their faces lit up with excitement and joy.
Dongmen Nu finally got his comeuppance!
Mo Ningxiang's face was expressionless, the Silver Sword in her hand drenched in blood, dropping down bit by bit.
On the ground, a pool of striking red blood.
Dongmen Nu writhed in agony, continually letting out pitiful roars from his mouth.
His ears were sliced off, his eyes gouged out.
He grimaced in pain, sometimes holding his eyes, sometimes his ears.
Blood continuously seeped from those four places.
"Mo Ningxiang!"
He roared hoarsely and hysterically.
Mo Ningxiang remained indifferent, coldly watching, or perhaps admiring.
"I'm going to kill you!"
"I will definitely kill you!"
Mo Ningxiang remained expressionless, indifferently said, "If you want to kill me, then stand up. What's the use of rolling on the ground?"
"You! You!"
Dongmen Nu was livid with rage, angry and humiliated. If he could stand up, he would have long done so. Just struck by the Fifth Sword Emperor, there wasn't a single piece of unblemished skin left on his body.
"Just you wait, don't fall into my hands. I'll make you wish you were dead! Wish you were dead!"
"Oh? Then I await your grand arrival. If you can still see where I am, that is."
Mo Ningxiang sneered coldly.
Now, Dongmen Nu, without sight, was no more than a waste.
His face became grotesquely ugly and hideous.
"I told you I wouldn't kill you, now scram."
Mo Ningxiang kicked Dongmen Nu.
She turned and left gracefully.
In her heart, she too wanted to kill Dongmen Nu, so close, just a move away from avenging her father.
Thinking of the tragic death of her parents, treating Dongmen Nu this way was considered lenient.
After all, she spared him his dog life.
Even as she walked far away, she could still clearly hear Dongmen Nu's curses and cries.
For some reason, her steps were very hurried, as if wanting to escape this place.
Mo Ningxiang felt extremely uncomfortable, nauseous and almost unable to breathe.
She suddenly stopped, swaying a bit.
Bean-sized droplets of sweat appeared on her forehead.
She watched the sweat drop onto the ground, merging with it.
Her vision suddenly went black.
Her body involuntarily tumbled backward.
However, she did not feel any pain, what's going on?
Mo Ningxiang pondered deeply, her head tilted, and she fainted.
When she woke up again, she found herself lying in bed.
She sat up abruptly, looking around nervously; the quilt, pillow, sheets, and her clothes were all drenched in sweat.
As if she had just been fished out of the water.
Just as she was puzzling, the door was pushed open, and Lin Fan walked in with a bowl of medicine soup.
"You're awake."
He walked over quickly and sat by the bed.
"Brother Lin Fan..."
"I was just about to check on you, then you suddenly fell backward, your head nearly hitting the ground."
"Did you bring me back?" Mo Ningxiang blinked her big eyes, her gaze bright.
Lin Fan smiled and said, "Who else would it be? Come, drink the medicine first."
Mo Ningxiang nodded obediently.
She now returned to looking like a little girl, as if the person in front of the millions wasn't her.
Mo Ningxiang drank all the herbal medicine and looked at Lin Fan in confusion.
"Your body is too weak, earlier you used Spiritual Energy beyond your capacity, which is why you fainted, other matters Old Feng will handle, you don't need to worry."
Lin Fan smiled, holding the empty bowl in his hand.
"There'll be plenty for you to worry about in the future."
With that, he stood up to leave.
However.
Mo Ningxiang suddenly spoke.
"Brother Lin Fan, was I... very scary just now?"
She thought of Dongmen Nu's terrifying face, his pitiful cries and furious roaring, and couldn't help but shiver.
She didn't even know how she mustered such immense courage.
Dongmen Nu, Heaven Clan's first young master.
"Scary?"
Lin Fan seemingly didn't understand Mo Ningxiang's question, then sat back by the bed.
"Why would you think it's scary?"
"I... I've never been... like this before..."
"That's not your nature," Lin Fan said gently, with a serious expression. "But in the face of the Xuan Clan's crisis, you cannot be timid. No matter what, Dongmen Nu will never spare the Xuan Clan. So, you must become strong and lead the Xuan Clan's people against the Heavenly Clan."
Mo Ningxiang lifted her head, blinking as she looked at Lin Fan.
"Can I?"
"Of course you can, you're Mo Chen's daughter."
Lin Fan smiled, touched Mo Ningxiang's head, finding it covered in sweat.
"I'll have someone get you a change of clothes, I'm afraid the sheets, quilt, and pillow all need changing, you just get some good rest, you'll recover soon."
He stood up again.
"Brother Lin Fan."
Mo Ningxiang's voice suddenly lowered, carrying a maiden's shyness and hesitation.
"What is it?"
Lin Fan felt a sense of foreboding.
"Brother Lin Fan..."
Once again Mo Ningxiang called out, yet still didn't continue, her face blushing like the evening glow.
Lin Fan's heart skipped a beat.
His steps slowly moved back, wanting to slip away quietly.
Just as his heel touched the threshold, ready to step out.
"Brother Lin Fan, would you marry me?"
Damn...
Lin Fan sighed deeply in his heart, he knew it.
"Uh..."
Instantly, a look of difficulty appeared on his face.
Seeing Lin Fan's expression, Mo Ningxiang became anxious, hurriedly trying to get up from the bed.
But she was so weak, she just managed to sit up before collapsing back down, almost falling out of bed.
Lin Fan appeared instantly.
He supported her shoulders to prevent Mo Ningxiang from falling off the bed.
Once Mo Ningxiang was settled.
She then grabbed Lin Fan's hand, her eyes quivering, shimmering with tears.
"Brother Lin Fan, you don't want to? Are you looking down on me?"
"No, no, no, I'm not looking down on you." Lin Fan quickly denied, never good at such matters. "It's just... just..."
"Just what?" Mo Ningxiang asked curiously.
"It's just that I have things I must do, I can't stay here for long, afraid I would disappoint you."
"It doesn't matter!" Mo Ningxiang said eagerly.
Lin Fan slightly smiled, "How can it not matter, I'm heading out this time, with odds of dying. I don't know if I can return alive, if I marry you and die, wouldn't that make you a widow? What would others think of you?"
"But..."
"That's enough, no more 'buts'. Avenging Yun'er is something I must do, you know that." Lin Fan said with a smile, getting up and walking toward the door.
Just as he reached the door, Mo Ningxiang's voice came once more.
"Brother Lin Fan, I'll wait for you, always wait for you."
Lin Fan sighed deeply in his heart, and without looking back, he walked straight out of the room.
