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Chapter 569(2/2)

Everyone was shocked and hurriedly turned around and left, not daring to stay in this wrong place. In a blink of an eye, only three people were left, including the unconscious Li Muchan.

Lin Zhenying asked: "Can Lao Ji, Lao Li, and Lao Si be saved?"

Both old men picked up Li Muchan's wrist, explored it, slowly put down his hand, and nodded: "Third Young Master, don't worry, Fourth Young Master has the Resurrection Pill, his life is saved, and Fourth Young Master has deep internal strength and strong physique.

Take a rest and you'll recover quickly."

"Okay, nothing will happen to the fourth child." Lin Zhenying nodded and said solemnly: "Let's go!"

Li Muchan really fell asleep after hearing their words.

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When Li Muchan woke up again, soft light shone in his eyes. He squinted his eyes slightly, looked around, and saw a woman.

Li Muchan frowned. He had been avoiding the appearance of this woman. Unexpectedly, she came after all, and secretly smiled bitterly.

As if hearing Li Muchan's movement, the woman turned around. She was very pretty and about thirty years old, which is the period when a woman matures, like a ripe peach.

She was wearing a light red blouse, with a plump and attractive figure. She stood there quietly as demurely as a narcissus, but once she turned around and moved, she looked like a delicate rose.

Li Muchan sighed and called in a low voice: "Madam."

"Are you awake?" She came to Li Muchan's bedside, lowered her head to look at his face, and said with a smile: "Mr. Ji said that your injury is not serious, as long as you take a good rest."

"Yes." Li Muchan nodded. There was a faint fragrance in front of his nose. It was not the fragrance of spices, but the unique body fragrance of a woman.

"Thank God, I will go to Pushan Temple tomorrow to fulfill my vow. Thank you Bodhisattva for blessing me." She clasped her hands together and bowed far away to the east.

Li Muchan smiled: "Okay."

This is Lin Zhenchuan's wife Zhu Xiaoyue. She is like spring flowers and autumn moon. She is indeed worthy of the name. However, the relationship between the two is not good, and Lin Zhenchuan is quite cold towards her.

Because it was Lin Zhiwei who made the decision to marry Zhu Jiabao, and this Zhu Xiaoyue was not a decent woman and had many affairs before marriage.

Because of these reasons, the two have been in disharmony since they got married. He has been too lazy to pay attention to this lady, and now he is a little surprised to see her.

But the two of them are husband and wife after all. They are closer than others, and it is easier to find something wrong with him. Fortunately, he is seriously injured now, so there is no need for any intimacy.

Zhu Xiaoyue said: "You have been in a coma for three days. Third brother comes to see you every day. He just left just now."

Li Muchan nodded slowly: "How was uncle's funeral?"

"There will be no mourning secretly." Zhu Xiaoyue said, sighing softly: "It was the eldest brother's idea. I was afraid that the Fang family would take the opportunity to cause chaos, so I wanted to wait until the head of the family was elected before announcing the funeral."

Li Muchan said: "You haven't chosen the head of the family yet?"

"No, the second brother and the third brother both want to be the second brother. The two groups are fighting back and forth, and the more they fight, the more serious they are. I don't think it's good." Zhu Xiaoyue sighed.

Li Muchan smiled: "With big brother here, there won't be any chaos."
Chapter completed!
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