Chapter 24: Don’t worry, He can’t die.

Chapter 24

Zhang Qing was eager by nature, especially when being scolded by a prisoner he himself had exiled. He habitually took out the whip hanging from his waist.

The Eighth Old Zhou hurried to stop him.

"Calm down."

Zhang Qing was unhappy and tried to get around The Eighth Old Zhou to continue teaching He Zhiran a lesson.

Mo Jiuye was lying on the wooden cart, watching it all from afar.

Seeing that Zhang Qing was about to take action, he was already prepared to stand up and save the person.

No matter what, Mo Jiuye would not let anyone bully his wife from the He family.

The He women were likewise. Ever since He Zhiran went to cure Peng Wang's snakebite, they had been worried.

They even ignored their hunger.

Old Lady Mo's sharp eyes noticed Mo Jiuye's chest rising and falling rapidly. She guessed her son's thoughts.

In order not to affect the overall situation, Old Lady Mo whispered beside the wooden cart,

"Don't be impatient."

How could Mo Jiuye not be impatient?

Whether he had feelings for He Zhiran or not, as the only man in the He family, if he couldn't even protect the women at home, he might as well die.

However, in order not to worry his mother, he forcibly suppressed the urge to get up.

Just then, He Zhiran had already stood up from behind the tree and walked towards the officers.

She looked so calm, as if not afraid of Zhang Qing's whip at all.

Before The Eighth Old Zhou could speak, Zhang Qing shook off the hand restraining him and ran towards the tree.

"He Zhiran, if you dare to lie, I'll beat you to death!"

He Zhiran didn't even glance at him, just standing there with her arms crossed.

The Eighth Old Zhou was much more sensible than Zhang Qing. Instead of immediately checking on Peng Wang, he asked He Zhiran,

"Are you sure the poison is cured?"

"I'm sure. What's more, I can tell you clearly that he will wake up within an hour."

Seeing He Zhiran's composure, The Eighth Old Zhou could confirm she wasn't lying.

So she didn't doubt the reason she gave at all.

"Since you really understand medicine, Mother will stop worrying."

Old Lady Mo felt there was no need to beat around the bush in front of her own family, and directly expressed her true feelings.

He Zhiran was really tired now.

Looking around, there was nothing but grass and big trees.

When the officers had raided their home, they didn't let them bring a single thread or needle, let alone any luggage.

Although she had goose down quilts from her past life in her space, she couldn't take them out to use.

This reminded her of a saying - I wander alone under the empty sky and earth, using the sky as quilt and the earth as mattress, with mountains and rivers as pillow.

Just as He Zhiran was lamenting to herself, Mo Hanyue spoke aggrievedly,

"Mother, I'm hungry and sleepy, what should I do?"

Speaking of this, Old Lady Mo was also distressed.

Forget about Mo Hanyue who had been pampered since childhood. All the other women, including herself, which one hadn't grown up in a rich family home?

Going hungry with only the stars as cover and sleeping on the ground, it would be odd if they didn't fall sick tomorrow.

She stroked Mo Hanyue's messy hair distressfully and said heavily, "Hanyue, it's only our first day out. We'll have to live like this in the future, you must learn to adapt."

Facing a group of juniors, she could only stay strong. If she lost confidence in front of these children, everyone's mentality would completely collapse.

He Zhiran still couldn't be sure what kind of person Peng Wang was.

If he understood gratitude, it would be fine. He would definitely take care of the He family after waking up.

On the other hand, if he didn't acknowledge their life-saving grace at all, everything she did today would be in vain.

If that was the case, they would have to find other ways to improve the He family's situation.

At this moment, He Zhiran hoped that Peng Wang would wake up soon, and even more hoped that he would be someone who understood gratitude.

That way, perhaps they could have a better night.

Just as He Zhiran was lost in thought leaning against Mo Jiuye's wooden cart, excited laughter sounded from the officers' side.

"Hahaha......so good, the chief is awake......"

"Chief, how are you feeling?"

"Chief, you nearly scared us to death."