Mated at First Sight

Chapter 172 - 172 158 Lets do it I can stand it (update 2)_3

?Chapter 172: Chapter 158 Let’s do it, I can stand it (update 2)_3 Chapter 172: Chapter 158 Let’s do it, I can stand it (update 2)_3 Since he had the three taboos, then that matter would need further consideration.

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“I’m a bit curious.” As he listened to him blandly recount what became his mission, how he ended up where he was, Mu Lin suddenly interrupted him.

“What are you curious about?”

Mu Lin: “Did you really eradicate your entire family, without sparing a single one?”

The hand that was washing the rag paused, Xia Luoyu naturally looked towards Song Yun, but saw him startled initially, then a self-mocking smile appeared on his face, “Since those people say it was me, then it must be so.” He’s just a lone man now, he didn’t care what others think of him, let alone the fact that he’s a blood-tinged assassin.

“I want the truth,” said Mu Lin who didn’t intend to let him off the hook.

“The truth, haha.” His laughter was filled with irony and sarcasm, “Actually, it’s just a common tale. I grew up in a violent household. That man would beat me at the slightest provocation. And if I wasn’t home, he took it out on my mother and sister. Once…” his fist clenched, his veins throbbing, “I came back from work to see my mother and sister lying there covered in blood. No matter how loudly I screamed, they couldn’t open their eyes to look at me one last time. In the end, I killed that man. That’s all there is to it.”

Even after more than a decade, Song Yun can’t forgive that man. If he had the chance now, he wouldn’t let him die so quickly. He’d make him wish he were dead.

“You then became an assassin,” Mu Lin mutedly responded. “It is indeed a quite tragic story.” Yet, it’s also quite common.

“Actually I initially belonged to an organization, but then I left.” Song’s statement was just as bland. To him, leaving an organization wasn’t a big deal.

Yet was it so easy?

He thoughtfully nodded his head, “So those unpleasant rumors about you must be the work of that former organization of yours!”

“You’re very clever,” Song Yun casted him a sidelong glance.

“Thanks for the compliment. I’ve always known that about myself,” he said admitting his own cleverness.

From this, it could be seen who Qiaozi inherited his cocky side from.

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“Mu Lin, I’ve finished cleaning,” exclaimed Xia Luoyu as she looked at Mu Lin.

She just realized that there were more than two wounds on him; there was also one on his back, right above his waist. That wound had most likely needed her herbal medicine to stop bleeding but wasn’t injured otherwise. Perhaps… she couldn’t reach it.

“Alright,” Mu Lin acknowledged her and asked, “Would you like to go rest first?”

Xia Luoyu shook her head and firmly stated, “No need. I’ll stay here to give you a hand, help you with the flashlight,” so that he could see the wounds clearly.

“As you wish.” Mu Lin didn’t reject her offer. Holding a sterilized scalpel in hand, he leaned slightly forward. In the next moment, he abruptly looked up, “Are you sure you’ve removed everything within you?”

“I don’t know,” Song Yun shook his head, “Maybe.”

Maybe! Mu Lin raised an eyebrow, “Two wounds, one is alright. But the other is infected, I guess something is still there inside. I must clean it for you.”

“Good,” Song Yun nodded. He trusted Mu Lin’s medical skills.

“However,” Mu Lin added, “I don’t have any anesthetic with me.”

On hearing Mu Lin’s words, Xia Luoyu looked worried. Yet, not a change appeared on Song Yun’s face. “Go ahead. I can take it,” he said. He’s been through this before.

Mu Lin raised an eyebrow; he is indeed a tough man. Finally, he uttered, “Don’t worry, my scalpel skills are certainly better than yours.” Even though this would be the second distruption to the wound, it was definitely going to be less painful than when he had tried to remove the bullet on his own.

Song Yun said nothing. That explained why he had sought out Mu Lin. Moreover, he couldn’t reach the wound on his back, and that bullet certainly couldn’t stay within his body.

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“Done.” Very soon, Mu Lin removed the tiny piece of shrapnel that Song Yun had likely left inside when he’d tried to extract the bullet on his own.

After gently cleaning the wound, Mu Lin sprinkled some blood-clotting powder over it. The wound soon stopped bleeding. The effectiveness of the treatment even amazed Xia Luoyu and cast a sidelong glance from Song Yun.

Sure enough, one must credit… Mu Lin.

Ignoring the two of them, Mu Lin moved to Song Yun’s back. Until the bullet was taken out, he was surprised by Song Yun’s questioning voice resounding next to his ear.

“You aren’t in pain?” Why?