Ling Xuewei took the three of them to the inn where she stayed, and opened three separate rooms, took him in and settled him in. Then she did not dare to delay and officially started the operation.
The operation lasted for two hours before finally ending.
This operation took up most of her energy, but fortunately she had the support of cultivation, so it was not a serious problem.
The Rong brothers who were waiting anxiously outside heard the noise and rushed over, "How is my father?"
"I've done everything I can, and the rest is up to him."
She took off her mask and threw it aside, "Tonight is the key. You guys guard him. If he wakes up tomorrow, he will be out of danger."
The two of them looked solemn and full of worry. They came to their father's bed and held their father's hands. For a moment, their emotions surged.
"Brother... when I grow up, I will avenge my father! Those who hurt my father will not let go of anyone!"
The thirteen-year-old boy's eyes were full of hatred.
"Xiao Xia, I will avenge my father. Now we are the only ones left in the Rong family. My father's life and death are uncertain, so you must not let anything happen to you again. Otherwise, wouldn't my mother's sacrifice be in vain...
"
When they mentioned their mother, both of them looked sad. Especially the younger Rong Xia, with tears lingering in her eyes, "Mom...Brother, I miss my mother..."
"Xiaoxia, don't cry, my brother is with you, it will be okay..."
Although the atmosphere in the room was solemn, it was very warm. The two of them stayed by their father's bedside for the whole night.
That night, neither of them dared to close their eyes for fear that something would happen to their father.
In the second half of the night, Rong Xia couldn't stand it anymore and fell asleep in his brother's arms. Rong Mu kept watching until dawn, when he suddenly felt his father's hand.
"Father!!"
He stood up excitedly and stared at the person on the bed. For a long time, he saw his father's eyelids move and he opened his eyes.
"Father, wake up!"
He almost cried with joy, and Rong Xia also woke up and threw herself in front of the bed.
"Father...wuwuwu, so good, so good..."
"Mu'er, Xia'er, where is this..."
Rong Batian immediately noticed the unfamiliar environment here. Just as he was about to move, he was involved in a wound.
"Father, please don't move yet. It's safe here. You can lie down peacefully. Does your body hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
"It's okay as a father, Mu'er, what's the matter with the injury on your face..."
Rong Batian immediately noticed the injury on his face. It was not there before he fell into coma, and anger flashed in his eyes.
"Father, I'm fine...it's just a minor injury. It's great that you can wake up..."
The father and son went through all kinds of pain, despair and suffering, and they were almost separated from each other forever.
Now, all three of them are safe and sound, and nothing makes them happier than this.
At this time, there was movement outside. Rong Batian subconsciously grasped the knife at his side, but missed it. Rong Mu noticed this movement and his eyes darkened.
The door opened and Ling Xuewei walked in.
"who?"
Rong Batian's body was tense and murderous.
"Father, it's okay. He saved us and brought us here..."
Rong Mu briefly explained the situation, but despite this, Rong Batian still did not relax his vigilance.
A pair of sharp eyes looked at Ling Xuewei in front of him.
The more I looked, the more frightened I became.
Ling Xuewei was also looking at Rong Batian.
The middle-aged man has extraordinary facial features. Although his face is thin and sallow, looking sickly, his eyes are sharp and compelling. Especially when he looks at people, he unconsciously carries the aura of a superior person.
Leaving people nowhere to hide.
However, Ling Xuewei has seen too many people in power, how can she care about this level?
Ling Xuewei stepped forward without changing her expression, "I saved you because of your son's request. Now that I have taken action, I will be responsible to the end."
Rong Batian's eyes flickered, and the vigilance in his eyes faded a bit.
After being on the run for so long, he has already become accustomed to being on guard against everyone. After experiencing betrayal, how can he trust others so easily?
Let alone a stranger?
Ling Xuewei didn't care about his thoughts, and quickly checked his injuries, then said, "The danger period has passed, but he will have to lie down for this month. I will prescribe some medicines, and you can give him them on time and in the right amount every day. Also,
this……"
Then he took out a bottle and handed it to Rong Mu, "Take one pill a day, half an hour before the decoction."
Rong Batian opened his mouth, and Ling Xuewei seemed to know what he wanted to ask, "The cultivation is still there, but don't have high expectations. No matter what you want to do, I would like to advise you not to use spiritual energy in the past three months, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences."
Rong Batian's eyes flashed and he said, "Thank you very much."
No matter what, Ling Xuewei is their savior. Although it is not clear what Ling Xuewei's purpose is now, she will always know.
Ling Xuewei left behind a pile of medicine and left.
Rong Mu followed him out, "Young Master, please forgive me, father, he... did not intentionally target you..."
Ling Xuewei waved her hand, "It's okay, you don't have to follow me, just go back."
"Young Master! I haven't told my father yet about my recognition as master, so..."
Ling Xuewei raised her eyebrows, "I'm looking for a subordinate, not a son. You don't need to report this kind of thing to me one by one."
Rong Mu was a little shocked.
At this time, a grunt suddenly came from Rong Mu's belly. It was better now, and his face suddenly turned red.
"That, that..."
"I'll have someone bring food over later. I'm not in the city these days, so you can stay at the inn. If you need anything, just go to the store. I've given you instructions in advance."
"Where are you going, young master?" Hearing this, he subconsciously thought that Ling Xuewei was going to abandon them, but he quickly realized that he spoke too much, and Rong Mu quickly clasped his fists, "Yes, I understand."
Ling Xuewei is quite satisfied with his understanding of interests.
"Take this."
Ling Xuewei handed him a storage bag, which contained some crystal stones and medicinal materials, as well as some clothes and daily necessities that she had transferred from the spiritual ring.
"Young Master..."
A strange emotion surged in Rong Mu's heart, sour and rising. It had been so long, and no one cared about him like this anymore.
Escape, anxiety, and fear accompany them day and night. What's going on with this inexplicable peace of mind? It's obvious that they have known the person in front of them for less than three days.
"I won't treat the people around me badly. Okay, let's go back."
After watching Ling Xuewei leave, Rong Mu turned around and returned to the room after a long time.
"Kneel down!"
There was a loud shout, accompanied by raging anger.
Rong Mu knelt down obediently. He seemed to have already guessed what kind of anger his father would face sooner or later when he found out.
"Tell me! Why do you do this?!"
Rong Batian's hard face was full of anger and anger. He looked at Rong Mu and scolded angrily.
"I, the son of the Rong family, have always stood upright! Even if I die, I will never be someone else's slave! Since you are the legitimate son of my Rong family, how can you knowingly commit a crime?
