Su Mo's question was a bit abrupt.

If you have a private illness, you will inevitably feel unhappy if you talk in a simple and inquire about it rashly.

Leng Wushuang was not angry, but was a little surprised:

"Why did the distinguished guest ask this?"

"To be honest."

Su Mo smiled: "There is the Apricot Forest around you, and your medical skills are extremely wise.

"This trip to the island was arguing that everyone on the island.

"Now that I know that the daughter of Leng Island Lord is ill... I thought, and I asked for a little bit of inquiries and see the Xinglin holy hand beside me. Is there a way to treat it?"

"I see."

Leng Wushuang couldn't help but smile when she heard this, but sighed again:

"The distinguished guest is intent, hey... I'm going to hide it from it. Leng's daughter is hysterical.

“It has to happen several times every day.

"When the attack occurs, the relatives do not recognize each other, and when they see a cup, they will be killed by a knife, and they will have no children.

"When it doesn't happen, it's no different from ordinary people.

"Just just now, the maid took her by the back of the hall, and was planning to go to the garden to relax.

"As a result, I suddenly became ill.

"I injured two maids and were crazy... Alas, Leng has tied them up with chains just now, otherwise I don't know how much trouble it would be."

"oh?"

Upon hearing this, Su Mo couldn't help but look at Xiao Situ.

Little Situ nodded slightly.

Su Mo said:

"I wonder if we can meet this Miss Leng?"

Leng Wushuang's eyes glanced at everyone beside Su Mo:

"It turns out that this Xinglin Holy Master is among you, Leng is rude.

"Although it is not worth worrying about the distinguished guests, Leng is now at the end of his life.

"No matter whether you can save the little girl, Leng Wushuang remembers this kindness."

After saying that, he stood up and bowed deeply with his fists.

Su Mo waved his hand:

"Lock Island Master is so polite, please?"

"please."

Leng Wushuang said as she led the way, and she felt very happy.

Su Mo left Zhou Su and Wen Qi waiting for Xiao He here.

He brought Yang Xiaoyun, Xiao Situ, Zhen Xiaoxiao and Cen Beiwu into the room.

Turning back the corridor, passing Xiangting Xiaoxie, I soon arrived at a door.

Several maids and servants in front of the door were guarding the door. When they saw Leng Wushuang coming with a group of strangers, they quickly greeted him.

Leng Wushuang waved her hand:

"How is the lady?"

"Let's be calm for the time being."

A maid said, "It's just for the time being, but I dare not let go."

"Um."

Leng Wushuang sighed, waved her hand to let them go, then came to the door and reached out to push open the door.

A faint fragrance from my daughter's house suddenly came from the room.

As I saw a girl in light pink clothes tied to a chair.

At this time, he lowered his head, his hair was hanging down, and he couldn't see clearly his appearance.

Leng Wushuang called softly:

"Nannan, Dad is here, how are you?"

A call is like a rock sinking into the sea.

The girl didn't respond at all.

Leng Wushuang was immediately anxious and called out twice again.

The girl then suddenly looked up, her face was haggard, her eyes were slightly red, and she shouted in a low voice:

"Dad...daughter hurts."

"ah?"

Leng Wushuang hurried into the house after hearing this:

"Where does it hurt? Is it tied up too tightly?

"Dad will untie you now."

"Daughter...the daughter hurts everywhere...there is no pain.

"Dad, you, you'd better kill your daughter.

"With this madness, it doesn't matter if my daughter lives.

"The neighbors have already talked about gossip.

"It was said that my father had done something wrong, and then the retribution was on my daughter...

"You have always been upright, how can you bear this infamous reputation?

"When I think that this is your daughter who is implicated...

"The pain in the body is not as good as the pain in the heart."

The girl murmured, but what she said made Leng Wushuang almost burst into tears.

He couldn't help but look back at Su Mo and his party, clasped his fists and bowed to the ground:

"If the distinguished guest has the means, Leng begs you to take a look at my poor daughter."

Su Mo helped Leng Wushuang up and said softly:

"Su volunteered for the people around him, and he would naturally do his best.

“As for the result…”

"Whether it succeeds or not, Leng will never blame it."

Leng Wushuang said quickly.

Su Mo nodded and glanced at Xiao Situ: "Little Situ, I'll trouble you."

Little Situ nodded and smiled, and slowly walked to the girl.

Leng Wushuang widened her eyes, and her face was full of disappointment for a moment. She couldn't help but look at the white-haired Cen Beiyang again, and said to Su Mo:

"Disciple... Are you talking about the Xinglin Holy Hand you are talking about? Is this girl?

"I, I thought it was this old man."

Cen Bei's face turned dark. If he was the saint of Xinglin, that would be fine.

At least one of the Dragon King Hall is filled with the Apricot Forest Saint.

But if this is the case, why would the former palace master of the past be killed by the poisonous emperor?

Su Mo smiled slightly:

"Don't worry, the owner of the Cold Island, as the saying goes, ambition is not about the age of high school.

"My friend has been studying medicine since childhood, and everything he has learned is extraordinary.

"I have been walking downstairs for many years, and I have never seen anyone with more skilled medical skills than her, whether in the South China Sea or the East Wilderness."

"ah?"

Leng Wushuang was shocked when he heard this:

"This is true?"

“Nothing false.”

Su Mo swears.
To be continued...