Today's Wu Yue is different from his usual dress.

Every time I saw her, she looked like a workplace beauty, but today, Wu Yue has jeans and leather jackets, and her long hair is braided, which tastes completely different from usual, and Luo Ziling almost didn't recognize her.

"Sister Wu Yue, I haven't seen you for a few days, I've changed my appearance and I almost couldn't recognize you." As soon as I got in the car, Luo Ziling asked, "Have you ever been to play?"

"No," Wu Yue replied simply and shut up again, but immediately found that this was impolite, so he had to say softly: "I did some things. By the way, how is your injury? Is it serious? Is it worried that I will die of worry."

"It's okay, just a little bit of injury."

"That's good," Wu Yue also breathed a sigh of relief and asked about what happened yesterday.

Luo Ziling did not hide it, so he said it roughly.

"I dare not kill anyone to death, for fear of trouble, but I was stabbed twice. Later, they failed to approach me." Luo Ziling was a little ashamed. He had good martial arts skills, but he met two people who were not his opponents at all, but was injured and a little embarrassed to meet people.

"The lady is very angry. She will definitely investigate this matter clearly," Wu Yue said this, with a faint murderous aura on his face.

When she showed this expression, her face was a little terrifying. Luo Ziling once thought she had read it wrong.

Such a beautiful workplace beauty shouldn’t have such a look!

This expression should appear on Lin Lan or the face of a tit, and should not appear on Wu Yue's face.

Seeing that Luo Ziling was not leaning against the back seat when she was sitting, Wu Yue felt strange, "Is it hurt on his back?"

"A knife on the back," Luo Ziling pointed to the injured area.

Wu Yue immediately slowed down the car and drove the car as smoothly as possible.

It took ten minutes more than usual to get to Ling Ruonan's villa.

Hearing the sound of a car, Ling Ruonan, who was waiting in the living room, immediately came out.

"Ling'er, where was he injured?" She grabbed Luo Ziling who was getting out of the car and looked up and down.

"Mom, it's no longer a problem," Ling Ruonan's natural concern made Luo Ziling feel very warm. "It's just two minor injuries, it's okay."

But Ling Ruonan was not at ease and had to show her the wound.

Luo Ziling had no choice but to walk into the living room, she lifted her shoulder and showed Ling Ruonan the wound in front.

Although the wound in front recovered well, the scar was still quite deep. Ling Ruonan looked at it and couldn't help but turn red in his eyes. After stretching out his slender fingers and gently stroked the place near the injury, she asked with great distress: "Ling'er, does it still hurt?"

"There is still a little pain. Yesterday I felt very painful. I applied the medicine secretly made by my grandfather and it will be recovered soon." In order to prevent Ling Ruonan from worrying, Luo Ziling smiled cheerfully, "Mom, don't worry, there will be no problem."

Luo Ziling asked Luo Ziling to take off her clothes and let her see the injuries behind her.

He lifted his clothes and couldn't see the injury clearly. Luo Ziling told Ling Ruonan to stop looking, but Ling Ruonan insisted on looking.

She took action to help Luo Ziling take off her clothes.

Luo Ziling had no choice but to sit down on the sofa and asked Ling Ruonan to help him take off his clothes.

In my memory, my mother had never helped him untied her clothes and put them on her clothes. This was the first time. I felt my mother's kindness during the skin contact, and I breathed the comfortable fragrance emitted by Ling Ruonan, and Luo Ziling's heart became warmer.

Ling Ruonan was even more excited.

Before Luo Ziling returned to Yanjing, she often dreamed of Luo Ziling crying in the middle of the night when she was old.

When he was taking a shower, he took off all his clothes and his fat body was tilted around in the bathtub, or when he wet his pants, she helped him change his clothes and cried. The feeling of satisfaction when he stroked his chubby body was still so clear when he dreamed at midnight, as if it happened yesterday.

But now, what she stood in front of her was a grown-up son. He was taller than her and no longer had chubby fat but strong muscles.

She had no chance to leave the process of his growing up slowly in her memory. The memory gap of nearly twenty years made her unable to help but burst into tears.

When she saw that there was such a big scar behind Luo Ziling, the color of the scar was even worse than before. When she reached out and touched the wound, she could no longer hold it back. Tears fell down and fell on Luo Ziling's back.

The feeling of cool and flowing water came from the back. Luo Ziling knew that it was Ling Ruonan's tears, and couldn't help but feel sad.

But he still smiled and said, "Mom, I'm really not seriously injured, don't be sad."

"Ling'er, does it hurt?" Ling Ruonan stroked Luo Ziling's back with tears in his eyes, and even swallowed: "It must be very painful to stab the knife into the flesh."

As he spoke, his tone suddenly became fierce: "They are so cruel. I really want to kill you. I will never let them go. No matter who they want to kill you, I will let them die!"

Luo Ziling didn't expect that Ling Ruonan, who was still crying and seemed very weak, would suddenly become so fierce and not react at once.

"Ling'er, do you still need to apply medicine?" Ling Ruonan's tone became softer again in Luo Ziling's surprise.

"Some medicines need to be applied on the wound, but it doesn't matter if I apply them a little late. I'll go back to the dormitory and apply them again."

"Have you brought the medicine?"

"Take it," Luo Ziling obediently took out the bottle of medicine to be applied from his pocket.

Ling Ruonan reached out to take it, but did not immediately apply medicine to Luo Ziling that could promote wound healing. Instead, he ordered Wu Yue, who was already standing by and waiting for the instructions, to help her get disinfected alcohol.

When Wu Yue brought the alcohol, Ling Ruonan had washed his hands and wiped his hands with alcohol before applying medicine to Luo Ziling.

Feeling Ling Ruonan's slender fingers sliding on his wound, his movements were very gentle, Luo Ziling felt warm again.

Ling Ruonan is more careful than Yang Qingyin's smear, and maternal love is even greater.

After applying the medicine for Luo Ziling, Ling Ruonan ordered Wu Yue to cook dinner for her, and she spoke with Luo Ziling.

After Wu Yue agreed, he went into the kitchen.

After the medicine was dry, Ling Ruonan personally put on Luo Ziling's clothes, and his movements were very careful and gentle. After putting on the clothes, she pulled Luo Ziling to sit on another sofa, and then put a few cushions behind him considerately, making Luo Ziling feel more comfortable.

After finishing all this, Ling Ruonan then talked to Luo Ziling about his business.

"If what I expected was not bad, yesterday's incident was not done by the Yang family, but by our Ling family."
Chapter completed!