Zhong Ya's expression was even worse: "San Young Master...you mean, let's stand by and watch and ignore anything?"

"You don't know anything yet, how can you care?"

"San Young Master, why are you such a person? Why are you and the deputy hall master completely ignored it?!"

Zhong Ya showed disappointment on her face, and she shook her head and retreated.

"If the deputy hall master was here at this time, he would definitely not sit idly!"

"you……"

Before Ling Luoyu could finish his words, Zhong Ya suddenly turned around and ran towards the patrol ship.

"Fuck...what is this?"

If you are an ordinary person at this time, even if you want to help, you have to find out the whole story of the matter, then decide whether to help, or consider how to help.

There is no one like Zhong Ya who doesn’t care about anything, no matter how close you are, and helps you just by saying goodbye?!

The noodle seller on one side shook his head and sighed in a low voice: "It's over... This time I'm a terrible family..."

Ling Luoyu was moved: "Aweng... is talking about Amiya Zhao?"

"Oh... the Zhao family's mother is also pitiful. When she was young, she was a widow and took a son to make a living. She came from the wind, went from the rain, and did a woman's house, but she did a man's work... She finally pulled her son up and suffered such a thing again... Isn't it the last one?"

"Aweng...What did that son of Zhao Amiya have done?!"

"I said I had stolen something from the young master's house. After being caught, I ran out again. Now, this is the second time I have been arrested..."

"Ding Ziling?"

Ling Luoyu didn't expect that this incident would involve Jinpintang and Ding Ziling.

"I guess I can't run away if I'm caught this time..."

Ahon shook his head and tears fell.

"We are the kids who grew up watching Zhao Lai, we are enthusiastic and sensible since childhood... Now we are going to send a white-haired person to a black-haired person..."

On the deck of the patrol boat, two disciples from Jinpintang pulled out Zhao Lai, who was protecting her body with blood.

When Zhao Amiya looked at her son, she was even more heartbroken.

"Son...Ah..."

She struggled and wanted to pounce on her son, but was tightly pressed by the people around her.

Zhao Lai was covered in blood, covered with wounds, and his head was drooping. He didn't know whether it was death or life. He let others drag it, leaving a blood mark on the deck.

"Ala, it's my mother, I'm sorry for you... I shouldn't be sick... If I knew that the medicine was stolen by you... Even if I die, I won't take it... Son..."

Zhao Amiya's crying was like a desperate mother who was sending her son on her last journey.

Seeing his son suffer with his own eyes, but his powerless despair moved everyone.

Stealing medicine??

Ling Luoyu poked the people around him quietly.

"Brother, this Zhao Lai... wasn't it gold, silver and jewelry that was stolen from the young master's house?"

"No... it's medicine... Zhao Amiya's health has been in poor health. She fell ill a few days ago. Zhao hired many doctors and said they were helpless... Later, he didn't know where he heard the news, saying that the young master's family had a kumquat pill that could save Zhao Amiya's life, so he went... You can't say it, you really stole it..." The man wiping his tears, lowered his head and sighed.

Kumquat Pill??

Ling Luoyu's eyebrows slightly moved: "Is the pill that Zhao Lai stole? Is it the kumquat pill?"

"It should be... people outside say so..."

"Then... do you know what kumquat pills do?" Ling Luoyu's eyes were a little more interesting.
Chapter completed!