It seems that he can be remembered for a long time.

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In a blink of an eye, Wang Wu had been taking care of the seriously ill Ning Quer for three months.

By the beginning of spring of the following year, the boy's illness was probably at a point where he had penetrated his bones.

He could hardly move his limbs, and it was difficult to make it clear in one sentence. Most of the time his chapped lips could only open and close and let out a moan or two.

His eyes were deep and he was haggard.

Wang Wu didn't know what he felt when he was sick.

But I think it should be worse than death.

That year, April.

The old Chinese doctor introduced a person to Wang Wu, who was a gangster with a tall figure and a fierce face.

A scar as big as a palm stretched from the corner of his mouth to his ears, as terrifying as a centipede entrenched there.

He said he could save Ning Que'er, but the premise was that he had to take him away first, because he wanted Ning Que'er to inherit his mantle.

After saying that, Jianghu Ke showed off his skills to Wang Wu.

He pulled out the sword in his hand and cut off a piece of wood in the backyard of the clinic at a speed that Wang Wu could not see clearly.

However, it was also because his sword was too fast that Wang Wu did not see that he was not cutting the wood with his sword at all.

Instead, he used a sword energy that was almost impossible to detect by the naked eye, and split the log into two sections without the sword blade touching the log.

If such martial arts are placed in the world, they will at least be a first-class expert.

However, Wang Wu did not have such eyesight at that time, so she just regarded the other party as an ordinary gangster.

Fortunately, she at least understood that as a helpless orphan, she had no ability to treat Ning Quer.

Therefore, she decided to be a silence and agreed to the request of the gangster and let him take the boy away.

But before that, she did two more things.

First, she secretly found a knife she had hidden in the ruined temple.

Second, she asked a visitor from the world to sell herself to a wealthy family as a slave, and exchanged for 50 taels of silver notes.

Then, under the supervision of a servant, she took the tourists from the rivers and lakes back to the dilapidated temple to find Ning Que'er.

On the way, Wang Wu secretly hid fifty taels of silver bills in the scabbard.

And when he was about to enter the dilapidated temple, he asked the Jianghuket and the rich servant to give her some time to say goodbye to Ning Queer alone.

The two agreed, and stood at the door and waited, watching Wang Wu walk into the temple from afar, sitting next to Ning Queer.

Ning Quer'er's condition seems to be pretty good today, at least she should be still awake.

Because when Wang Wu walked in, he slightly turned his eyes.

This is a good thing. After all, Wang Wu still has something to say to him. If he can't communicate with others, it will undoubtedly be a little trouble.

"Hey, some people say that he is willing to take you away and can cure your illness, so I agree."

Without any concealment or tactfulness, Wang Wu's first sentence when he sat down directly explained her purpose to Ning Queer.

Yeah······

He listened to Wang Wu's voice with his face sideways.

Ning Que'er's eyes were not bright at all, but perhaps she became even more dizzy.

Although he had said a long time ago, he hoped that Wang Wu could leave alone.

But now when things were about to happen, he felt a little empty in his heart inexplicably.

I'm still a burden to you...

The boy thought so without saying anything. After a long time, he opened his mouth with difficulty and asked Wang Wu a faint voice.

"What about you?"

"I will go with that person." Wang Wu reached out to tidy up Ning Quer'er's collar. As he said, he turned around and raised his chin to the male servant who was standing outside the door.

"The Li family in the south of the city paid for me, fifty taels of silver."

"You..." Hearing this, Ning Que'er immediately raised his gaze in surprise, with an unconcealed worry and astonishment. He stared at Wang Wu's calm expression for a while, and then lowered his eyes deeply: "Why?"

"No reason." He shrugged his shoulders gently. Wang Wu rarely planned to answer Ning Quer's question directly, but took out the knife she prepared from his arms.

"I used to steal this knife on the street, and there were fifty taels in the scabbard. If the person who wants to take you away was ill-intentioned, it could at least break yourself. If you want to find another way out in the future, the money in it should help you make a living."

After saying that, Wang Wu stuffed the knife into Ning Quer'er's arms in his already stunned gaze.

Just as she said just now, there was a silver note of fifty taels in the knife, which was exactly fifty taels.

"Hide it, don't be seen by others. Forget it, it's no big deal..."

The words are over.

Wang Wu stood up from the ground, turned around and walked out the door.

As for whether Ning Que'er can hide the knife well, and what his future will be like, it is no longer her business.

A knife, a sum of silver, a possibility that may be able to survive.

This is all the reward she is going to repay the kindness.

For the two bundles of thatch from that year, and for this dilapidated temple.

There are a few things, but they are all she can take out now.

Ning Que'er, who came to her senses, wanted to reach out and hold the girl, but unfortunately, even though he had exhausted all his strength, he could not do such a simple thing.
Chapter completed!