Unrivaled Miracle Doctor: The God-Defying Demonic Consort novel Chapter 846

Chapter 846: Chapter 281: Father, I’m Back! (Three Updates)

"Liancheng, you finally woke up. Do you know how long you’ve slept?" The familiar voice made Mu Liancheng somewhat uncomfortable as he turned his still somewhat stiff neck.

With his movement, a figure came into his view.

However, when he clearly saw that person, his eyes suddenly contracted and he asked, "Lan Ruo, your hair..." His voice was extremely hoarse, and after speaking, he realized his throat felt like it was burning with pain.

He gasped for air, his eyes filled with shock.

He only remembered that it felt like he had taken a nap. Why was it that when he woke up, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar place, and his wife’s black hair had turned into silver strands?

Mu Liancheng’s discomfort prompted Sang Lanruo to quickly pour a cup of warm water for him.

As she gave it to him, she didn’t forget to add a Warming Supplement Pill given by Mu Qingge into the water.

The elixir melted immediately in the water, leaving no trace.

She brought the water to Mu Liancheng’s side, helped him up, and leaned him against the bedpost, "Here, drink some water first."

Mu Liancheng reached out his hand, wanting to take the cup. However, he found that his fingers were trembling uncontrollably.

Sang Lanruo felt a pang in her heart and smiled, "Let me." She carefully brought the cup to his lips, gently feeding him the water.

After drinking the cup of water, Mu Liancheng felt somewhat better, and the burning sensation in his throat gradually disappeared.

He used his trembling hand to hold Sang Lanruo’s hand, excitedly asking, "Lan Ruo, what happened? Why has your hair turned like this? I just took a nap..."

"Liancheng, you indeed just took a nap, and now that you’ve woken up, everything is fine." Sang Lanruo held Mu Liancheng’s hand tightly, restraining her tears as she spoke.

However, her answer was not enough to satisfy Mu Liancheng.

He exerted effort to recall the past, furrowing his brows. "No, that’s not right! I was clearly on the battlefield... I still remember... I fell into an ambush..."

Suddenly, his eyes widened as the scenes before his death all returned to his memory.

He was stunned and muttered in shock, "I was already dead..."

"No! You’re not dead! You’re alive now!" Sang Lanruo raised her head, looking at him, loudly declaring.

A trace of pain appeared on Mu Liancheng’s handsome features. He slowly turned his head to look at Sang Lanruo, asking in a trembling voice, "Lan Ruo, tell me, tell me what exactly happened? Why am I alive when I was clearly dead? Why has your hair turned like this? Where are we? What about the Mu Family Army? And father? Lianrong? And our Ge’er, our child, where is she now?"

A great dream upon awakening, life and death inverted.

He had too many questions in his heart.

"Liancheng, don’t worry, whatever you want to know, I’ll tell you." Sang Lanruo looked at him worriedly, afraid that he might be too agitated.

Mu Liancheng nodded, "I’m not in a hurry, I’m not in a hurry, you speak, I’ll listen."

Outside the room, the sky had already darkened, stars hung in the air, dazzling and magnificent. Mu Qingge had been standing in the courtyard, her enchanting red figure still attracting attention even in the night.

She gazed at the starry sky, silently calculating in her heart.

Now that Mu Liancheng had awakened, he would still need a few days to recover before he could withstand the pressure of the teleportation array. During this time, Mei Zizhong and the others should have arrived from the Alchemy Institute.

As promised before, they would take this opportunity to return to Linchuan for a visit, and they couldn’t go back on their word.

Mu Xuewu walked over and said to her, "Boss, you should rest for a bit, I’ll stay here and watch."

Mu Qingge shook her head, "No need, I’m not tired."

"But you should eat something." Mu Xuewu frowned.

Mu Qingge still shook her head.

After a while, she said to Mu Xuewu, "Mother hasn’t come out yet, she must be explaining everything to father. It’s been over twenty years, explaining it all could take a day and a night. Once father hears everything, he probably won’t have any energy left. So, there should be nothing else today, let’s go back and rest for now and not disturb them. Tomorrow I will come to check father’s pulse."

"Alright, we’ll follow your lead." Mu Xuewu obediently replied.

The two sisters left the courtyard together, and at that moment, in the room, Mu Liancheng listened to Sang Lanruo’s narration, and he had already fallen into a daze.

More than twenty years...

What has happened to the Mu Family because of him alone?

Old father, lonely daughter, widow!

He had no right to blame Sang Lanruo for her actions, because he could understand Sang Lanruo’s choices. None of this was her wish back then; it was all due to unforeseen circumstances.

Sang Lanruo raised her hand, touching her temple, and spoke slowly, "I owe Ge’er too much, now it’s just my hair turning white, what does it matter?"

Ge’er, his Ge’er, his flesh and blood!

Mu Liancheng’s hands, resting on the bedding, clenched slowly, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.

His posture made Sang Lanruo’s heart ache intensely, she covered Mu Liancheng’s large hands with her own, tears falling from her eyes. "Liancheng, don’t be like this. If you want to blame me, resent me, just go ahead and yell at me, alright? Your restraint is causing me great pain."

Mu Liancheng’s gaze slowly shifted.

Finally, the view from his reddened eyes landed on Sang Lanruo, "I don’t blame you, nor do I resent you. I only hate myself for falling into a trap and losing my life, which caused all these later troubles, pained my Ge’er, pained you, pained father, pained Lianrong, and pained those two children of mine I never met."

"Liancheng!" Sang Lanruo held Mu Liancheng tightly in her arms, crying, "It’s all in the past now. Can you let it go too?"

Tears flowed from Mu Liancheng’s eyes.

He is a soldier, always bleeding but never crying. But now, having come back to life, being held in his wife’s embrace, he could no longer hold it in, letting his tears fall silently.

...

The next day, morning.

Mu Qingge and Mu Xuewu came to Sang Lanruo’s courtyard together, and as they walked in, they saw Sang Lanruo coming out with reddened eyes.

Mu Qingge frowned, asking, "Did you cry all night?"

Her daughter’s tone, carrying discontent, warmed Sang Lanruo’s heart. She wasn’t foolish, she could hear her daughter’s concern. She smiled and said, "No, I just talked with your father this morning, and couldn’t help being overwhelmed by emotions."

Mu Qingge nodded slightly, the displeasure on her face dissipating somewhat.

"Mother, how is father? Can we... can we go see him?" Mu Xuewu asked worriedly.

Although she had essentially grown up beside her father over these past twenty years, her father never knew she existed as his daughter.

Sang Lanruo nodded, "He wants to see you both."

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