coobybook Chapter 217 Birthmark
Chapter 217 Birthmark
"I wish you good luck..." A slightly weak voice sounded, a tone that Zheng Man was familiar with, "He's still alive."
Fan Qian looked up in surprise, Zheng Man's eyes lit up and looked forward, Song Yuanzhou's brows relaxed and looked at his sister who was crying uncontrollably. Now his sister would be happy.
There were still tears in Song Wanqiu's eyes, her eyes were wet and wide open, and two figures leaning against each other were reflected in her pupils.
It’s Nangong Ying!
"Nangong!" Song Wanqiu hurried forward, pushing aside Gu Yuxian who was originally on the other side of Nangong Ying. Without even having time to wipe the tears from her face, she had already supported Nangong Ying with her hands.
Zheng Man asked what was in Song Wanqiu's mind, "What's wrong with you?"
Nangong Ying in front of him was leaning against Nangong Qi and standing there lazily, his delicate little face was pale and gray, his clothes were stained, and there were small holes in some places where blood could be vaguely seen seeping out. He looked particularly embarrassed.
Zheng Man's voice was quite loud. Nangong Ying glanced at her dimly and sighed.
She was a great general, but she was treated like this by a shameless villain with a little trick. Was she going to make it public?
She kept silent, but Nangong Qi choked up and told the whole story, "...Sister was implicated because she was protecting me. I didn't expect that the Wen family's house was buried..."
Nangong Qi revealed the whole picture of the matter to everyone in just a few words.
Nangong Ying was gradually enveloped by the worried and distressed gazes of the group of people.
Fan Qian gritted his teeth, "He Yun..." His voice faltered, his eyes wandered for a moment, he lowered his head and continued, "I'm glad you're okay."
If the He family hadn't made such a fuss, how could Nangong Ying have been taken away by the Wen family without any warning.
Zheng Man glared at him, "The He family isn't that good, and you still want to speak up for your good brother?"
"Nangong Ying, aren't you so good at martial arts? You beat us up on the set, but why are you not good enough outside of the show?" Zheng Man kept complaining about her, "I think you should practice more and stop feeling good about yourself all the time. I have a friend who is good at martial arts..."
Although she spoke rudely, the concern in her eyes was genuine. At the end, she turned her eyes away and said very proudly, "Beautiful people have to rely on themselves. Don't be lazy when you exercise in the future. I will supervise you."
Nangong Ying rarely argued with her and nodded, "Yeah, okay."
Zheng Man took a few steps back uncomfortably.
Nangong Ying glanced at Song Wanqiu. The girl could no longer speak and could only sob.
Song Yuanzhou gently patted his beloved sister's back to calm her down. "She has been worried for several days. I'm glad you're okay."
Nangong Ying nodded, propped herself up, smiled and pinched Song Wanqiu's face.
Surrounded by warmth, her heart also felt warm.
How lucky she is to have such a group of friends who care about her in this foreign country and in another era.
Nangong Qi could sense her sister's joy. As she spoke, she began to complain secretly, "She was so badly injured that a stretcher was brought over, but she insisted on getting on..."
Nangong Ying was embarrassed that she had to get on a stretcher wherever she went, as it seemed that she was too weak.
It was Gu Yuxian who took the lead in rescuing her. "We still have to send Ah Ying to the hospital to treat her wounds. If you have anything to say, we can talk about it next time..."
Then, the group followed to the hospital.
When the doctor was treating Nangong Ying's back wound, he paused, and the cotton swab stopped at Nangong Ying's lower back and asked, "Is this your birthmark? It's quite special."
"Yes, I have been since..." Nangong Ying's answer suddenly stopped.