Rural Strongest Little Divine Doctor
Chapter 879 - 0879: He Carries Her into the Carriage and Does This

Chapter 879: Chapter 0879: He Carries Her into the Carriage and Does This

Luo Yang quietly listened to the woman speak and thought the glamorous woman would understand the current situation.

To his surprise, she suddenly flicked a cigarette butt over.

If an average person threw a cigarette butt, it wouldn’t be forceful.

But the cigarette butt flicked by this glamorous woman shot out like lightning, clearly indicating her exceptional finger strength.

If one were hit by the cigarette butt, living or dying was one thing; at the very least, one would end up with a bump.

Luo Yang didn’t even need to think about how to dodge; the beauty of Shadow Fist lay in its passive defensive capacity.

As long as the enemy attacks with punches or kicks, Luo Yang could automatically evade.

The situation was as simple as reaching out a hand for clothes to wear, or opening one’s mouth to eat.

Just when Luo Yang thought the glamorous woman was about to launch a fierce assault, he saw her suddenly begin to shudder, like someone with epilepsy.

What? Playing the victim?

Luo Yang was startled, watching the glamorous woman move stiffly like a dancing zombie under the night sky, assuming it was some unique martial art like the Toad Kung Fu, so he remained highly vigilant.

He watched and watched, but the glamorous woman didn’t launch an attack.

About 3 minutes passed, and she collapsed onto the grass, still shivering.

If cars were to pass by on the highway, Luo Yang was ready to hightail it out of there.

Having encountered the glamorous woman, who knew what trouble she might bring.

If it weren’t for the fact that he hadn’t rescued Hong Jiaxin yet, Luo Yang really would have gotten far away to avoid a major incident.

Looking at the glamorous woman’s behavior, it seemed as if she was plotting something.

Thinking about it, the cigarette had burned down to the filter, nearly scorching his lips.

Luo Yang tossed the cigarette butt away, walked over, and stopped standing 1 meter away.

"Miss, is it necessary to throw a tantrum like this?"

The lighting was poor, but he could still see the glamorous woman’s face was terrifyingly pale, as if she had just crawled out of a coffin.

Fuck, could she actually be a ghost?

Luo Yang swallowed hard, took a deep breath, and barely managed to calm himself.

After all, having seen many mysterious things, encountering wandering souls and wild ghosts wouldn’t be surprising.

The glamorous woman remained silent, leaving him unsure of the situation.

Originally, he came to rescue Hong Jiaxin, but instead of finding her, he ended up watching the glamorous woman’s playacting.

Luo Yang feared a ruse but dared not approach too closely.

Otherwise, if she stabbed him with a knife or something, that would be it—an unexpected disaster.

This glamorous woman was in the dark, while Luo Yang was exposed.

In other words, the glamorous woman probably knew a great deal about Luo Yang.

Knowing that Luo Yang was proficient in Shadow Boxing and that she couldn’t hurt him in a fair fight, she resorted to these petty tricks.

Therefore, Luo Yang had to be extremely cautious.

The glamorous woman first sat on the grass, and gradually, while trembling, she slumped down sideways.

One reason was Luo Yang’s youthful and impulsive nature; seeing someone in trouble, he wanted to help, or he wouldn’t feel at ease.

Secondly, it was to turn her scheme against her, to go up and grasp the pulse points on the glamorous woman’s wrists, gaining control over her.

"Sister, what’s wrong?"

Luo Yang approached, his muscles tensed, ready to spring away like a spring at any moment.

Seeing that the glamorous woman didn’t respond, Luo Yang quickly squatted down.

"Sister, let me take your pulse."

Without waiting for the glamorous woman to reply, he had already seized the pulse on her left hand.

Whether she was carrying any weapons, since she had been sitting in the driver’s seat and got out of the car in the dim surrounding light.

Although Luo Yang had the X-Ray Ability, he hadn’t been able to look her up and down thoroughly from head to toe in 360 degrees.

Now that the two were close, Luo Yang grabbed her pulse with one hand, while with the other hand he gently probed any parts of her body where weapons might be hidden.

All of a sudden, the glamorous woman struggled.

As her muscles were about to exert force, Luo Yang quickly tightened his grip on her wrist.

Only hearing the cold beauty let out a soft cry of "ah," her body went limp once again.

Trying to play me?

Heh heh...

With a smirk, Luo Yang began to examine the cold beauty’s delicate body once more.

The areas he had previously touched, he touched again, this time applying even more force.

It was all to provoke her, essentially saying: What about it? Trying to play me? Now I’m playing you!

Crouched on the grass, the night wind is like water, cool indeed, but the mosquitoes are particularly numerous, buzzing endlessly overhead in swarms, seemingly intent on carrying someone away.

After some thought, Luo Yang’s left hand kept hold of the cold beauty’s wrist while he put his arm around her body, and with his right hand, he scooped her up from beneath her knees.

At this moment, the cold beauty was still trembling gently.

He arrived at the back seat of the car, opened the door, placed the cold beauty inside first, then Luo Yang climbed in after her.

Shutting the car door, he glanced at the cold beauty’s complexion.

Goodness, it was scarily pale.

Even someone just crawled out of a coffin might still have a bit more color.

This was certainly a sign of illness.

However, someone capable could fake it, achieving the purpose of deceiving others.

The cold beauty was no ordinary person, and not knowing her, who could say she wouldn’t resort to tricks?

Jianghu is treacherous, a moment’s carelessness could mean waiting eighteen years to be a hero again.

With so many beauties at home, Luo Yang did not want to wait eighteen years and had to handle this matter with utmost caution.

Sitting side by side is inconvenient for diagnosing.

Luo Yang simply cradled the cold beauty over, letting her sit sideways across his lap.

The car’s interior light was bright; taking a closer look at the cold beauty’s eyes, Luo Yang was slightly startled.

People, almost everyone encounters when they go out.

Although Luo Yang was only in his teens, he had seen many people.

But he had never seen eyes like the cold beauty’s, filled with vicissitudes and despair, a void laced with reluctance. Deep as ancient wells but void of life—such was the flavor of having given up on life yet still begrudgingly clinging to it.

The cold beauty was obviously not happy with Luo Yang holding her, but how easy could it be to break free?

She just gently shook her delicate body a few times and then stopped struggling.

Luo Yang hadn’t actually begun to check her pulse, but now that he was, he might as well make a show of it.

"Sister, don’t move. I’ll treat you," he said.

As he spoke, he gently patted her sleek and rounded thigh.

Her thigh, clad in jeans, showed a captivating youthful vitality even more so.

However, the cold beauty showed no intention of seeking help, her vacant eyes and frosty complexion clearly indicating her indifference to death.

This kind of beauty is most terrifying, capable at any time of unexpected, catastrophic actions.

Luo Yang saluted the cold beauty’s ample bosom before calming himself to take her pulse.

After checking, he was taken aback.

The cold beauty’s pulse felt very much like that of a sick person.

That was Little Huizi; back then, her pulse was also intermittent.

As Luo Yang gazed at the cold beauty in astonishment, she also lifted her eyelids to look back at him.

Seeing Luo Yang’s lips suddenly curl into an intriguing arc, the cold beauty’s body trembled again.

"Heavens! My fate is too bitter! End it quickly! Otherwise, even as a ghost, I won’t let you off after I die!"

The cold beauty glared at Luo Yang with the last bit of her strength and then made a demand of him.

Who knew Luo Yang would just crack a faint smile.

In fact, he smiled because he believed he had the ability to cure the cold beauty’s ailment.

He suspected her Yin Spirit was injured.

It was just unclear why her Yin Spirit was damaged so severely.

But in the eyes of the cold beauty, seeing Luo Yang’s gaze roaming from her pert bosom to her rounded thighs, she guessed he wanted her body, hence her heart was naturally filled with both anger and shame.

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