Teacher Mo was surprised as he spoke, "I’m very thankful to Student Gu, without you, this poor boy might already be dead."
Mo Weiran had told him a lot, about Ancient Martial Arts, the Medical Alliance, and after listening to it all, Teacher Mo only felt that his nephew’s brain was broken.
However, this also proved that the injury was quite severe.
So, it was very necessary to thank Student Gu for taking him to the hospital.
Was it really that exaggerated?
But, recalling the ruthless way that woman who tried to steal his flower had attacked him, Mo Weiran thought it wasn’t impossible.
"You’re welcome." Gu Zhiqi nodded to Teacher Mo and then glanced around the hospital room.
Finally, his gaze landed on the Soul Binding Flower placed on the head of the bed.
Mo Weiran followed Gu Zhiqi’s gaze and saw the flower, which seemed to trigger a thought, and he spoke with a worried face, "Miss, that person seemed desperate to get her hands on this flower. Do you think she’ll come back to steal it?"
Gu Zhiqi: "She won’t."
"Really?" Mo Weiran asked half believing and half doubting, still somewhat worried.
Gu Zhiqi absentmindedly nodded.
Mo Weiran could tell she was being perfunctory, which made him even more worried.
Listening to their conversation, Teacher Mo felt confused, "What are you two... talking about?"
When Teacher Mo asked, Mo Weiran suddenly remembered his uncle suspecting that his brain was broken and immediately said to Gu Zhiqi, "Miss, you have to explain to my uncle. He doesn’t believe that an Ancient Martial Artist from the Medical Alliance tried to steal my flower. He even suspects my brain might be broken."
Gu Zhiqi looked innocent, "Eh? What Medical Alliance? What Ancient Martial Artist? I don’t know."
If she started explaining now, it would probably take a very long time.
Gu Zhiqi indicated that she had no desire to explain.
"No, I mean, right outside the Heavenly Domain Pavilion, that Ancient Martial Artist knocked me out, and the day before yesterday, you said so yourself. There was a contract, and you took 50 million!" Seeing Gu Zhiqi pretending to be ignorant, Mo Weiran became anxious and gesticulated wildly, explaining the whole situation incoherently.
As a result, Teacher Mo became even more suspicious that Mo Weiran’s brain really was damaged.
Teacher Mo looked at Mo Weiran with concern, "Weiran, maybe I should still call a neurologist to have a look at you."
Having said that, he walked out of the hospital room.
"I need to talk to you." Before Mo Weiran could finish speaking, Gu Zhiqi interrupted him.
At her words, Mo Weiran quieted down and let Teacher Mo leave.
Looking up at Gu Zhiqi, puzzles filled his eyes, "What’s the matter?"
"Your troubles with women." Gu Zhiqi said, glancing at the Soul Binding Flower on the bedside table, "Take the flower."
"Ah?" Mo Weiran was first stunned, then reached out to hold the flower from the bedside in his arms, then he pulled up the blanket and covered the flower with it.
After a few seconds of silence, she remembered that Mo Weiran had not practiced Ancient Martial Arts and was unable to absorb the flower into his body.
She flicked her fingertips, forming a hand seal in front of her, and directed it towards the Soul Binding Flower held by Mo Weiran.
"Hey? Where’s the flower? Where’s my 50 million?" Feeling the flower vanish from his hands, Mo Weiran immediately threw off the blanket and began frantically searching the bed.
Looking left and right without seeing the Soul Binding Flower, Mo Weiran looked up at Gu Zhiqi, "Miss, have you seen my... Damn! Who are you?!"
He saw that in the hospital room, there was no longer any sign of Gu Zhiqi; instead, standing where Gu Zhiqi had stood was a girl in a red dress.
The girl’s deathly pale face had hints of black, her hair disheveled, and a dark red mist emanating all around her.