MTL - The Whole Family Went Crazy Listening To My Thoughts, I Was Responsible For Feeding-Chapter 342 Horrified

The moment the coffin was opened, everyone took a step back in horror.

The inside of the coffin was covered with **** fingerprints, which was shocking and terrifying.

 The lid of the coffin was covered with **** fingerprints, and she tried to push it away.

 But there was so much dirt piled on top, how could she push it away?

"Look at her hands..." Xie Yuzhou shouted tremblingly, hiding behind Lu Chaochao and shivering hard.

“Her flesh and blood are gone, and her fingertips have exposed white bones.” Xie Yuzhou felt his scalp numb.

Everyone looked at the person in the coffin. Her fingertips were dripping with blood and slightly pale.

　　 is bone.

 She scratched the coffin with her ten fingers, and even the bones were exposed.

 “She must be so desperate...” Xie Yuzhou burst into tears.

“Who on earth could be so vicious that he would bury people alive? He is so cruel and chilling!” Rong Che frowned.

“Bring the person out quickly.” Lu Chaochao spoke first.

Rong Che gave her a strange look. The little guy never meddles in his own business?

The attendants lit torches around the coffin, and several soldiers jumped down and carried the people in the coffin out.

 His whole body was covered in blood, and his fingers couldn't bear to be looked at. Everyone was a little frightened.

“Do you still have energy?” Rong Che asked in a low voice.

 The accompanying imperial doctor knelt on the ground, gently touched the other person's pulse, then opened the other person's eyelids and breathed a sigh of relief.

"There is still a glimmer of hope now. But..." The imperial doctor paused.

 “The chance of survival is extremely slim.”

 Even now, he is in a state of suspended animation, and it is only an instant before his breath is cut off.

Rong Che looked at the woman on the ground. She seemed to be extremely old. Her hands were thin and rough, with ravines and blood stains on them.

On the surface…

He frowned slightly.

“She was already old, and she suffered inhuman abuse before being buried alive. Her face was splashed with boiling oil, and her entire face was burned except for one of her eyes.”

 The imperial doctor gently pinched her face and looked at her mouth.

Then he shook his head slightly: "I poured hot oil into my mouth, and my voice is damaged. I don't know if I can speak yet."

“The injuries are extremely serious, and saving her may require a huge price.”

Nan Mubai only glanced at it and then withdrew his eyes.

“I thought this lonely ghost came from somewhere, but it turns out I still have a breath of life…”

 “Leave her here to fend for herself.”

"He was originally an old mortal, but now he is described as a cripple. What can he do to save him?" Nan Mubai sneered, holding his sword and walking down the mountain.

"This place is remote, and it happens to be the border between the two countries. If we hadn't happened to pass by this place, I'm afraid she would have died. Since we met, it was fate."

　　"Take her back. Let the imperial doctor give birth to her and raise her well."

"He is also a miserable person. When I see her, I think of Mrs. Ning who has been looking for a son for many years." Rong Che sighed softly.

Ming Lang glanced at the unrecognizable old lady on the ground.

"Mrs. Ning? Ever since His Majesty found her, Mrs. Ning has been raised in the capital, and she has lived a life of fine clothing and fine food. Mrs. Ning has been blessed after all her hardships..." Ming Lang has never seen Mrs. Ning. The old lady has been raised in the courtyard since she entered the capital.

Your Majesty knew that she was often hunted, so he protected her by not allowing others to approach her.

Lu Chaochao’s eyes fell on the old lady, his face was solemn and he didn’t say a word.

 “Dad, go ahead and carry it.” Lu Chaochao said sadly.

Rong Che was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Okay, okay, Chao Chao is kind in our family, and dad will listen to Chao Chao."

 The old lady was extremely thin, and Rong Che carried her down the mountain with ease.

“Yu Zhou, can the old lady stay in your carriage? You can live with me.”

Xie Yuzhou's eyes suddenly lit up: "Sister Zhaoyang, of course you can."

“My carriage is padded with tiger skin, which is soft and comfortable.”

 When she returned to the carriage, Yun Niang was rubbing her eyes and standing by the campfire. Seeing Rong Che covered in blood, he was so frightened that he shivered all over.

 “I’m not hurt.”

Rong Che shook his head: "I met an old lady who was buried alive in the mountains. I got it when I carried her down the mountain. Why did you wake up? You only slept for half an hour."

Yun Niang was full of helplessness.

“When I get to the Southern Kingdom, I will go to the temple to worship. I’m afraid I’ll get caught in something dirty.”

"In his sleep, there is always a young man with red eyes and tears, muttering something, why don't you give it to me? Why don't you give it to me?"

 “It’s hard to sleep with a buzzing in your ears.”

Rong Che looked nervous and said, "I'll ask Chaochao for a talisman to ward off evil spirits later."

Yun Niang nodded.

"Where is the old lady? I'll take a look too." Yun Niang asked with a smile. Rong Che supported her and walked towards the carriage behind.

 “Chachao, are you giving water to the old lady?”

Yun Niang happened to see her take back her hand. The little guy's eyelashes trembled and he hid the spiritual spring behind his back.

“Her lips are dry, let’s feed her a few mouthfuls.” After the little guy finished speaking, he quickly jumped out of the carriage and ran away.

“Slow down, be careful of falling. Why are you running so fast?” Yun Niang sighed.

Yun Niang climbed onto the carriage, even though she was mentally prepared, she was severely shocked at this moment.

When she came to her senses, her face was wet.

There were stabbing pains at the tip of her heart, which made her curl up slightly and wrinkle her face slightly.

Rong Che was shocked.

 “Yunniang...the imperial doctor!”

Yun Niang raised her hand to stop her: "Wait, it doesn't matter. It just hurts suddenly..." Yun Niang covered her heart. At that moment, she almost fainted from the pain.

"It's all my fault. I knew you were kind-hearted and wouldn't see these things, so I brought you to see it." Rong Che regretted and wanted to take her away, but Yun Niang sat down directly.

 Just looked at the old woman blankly.

"What did the imperial doctor say?" Yun Niang didn't understand. Although she was kind-hearted, she was not someone who would shed tears for no apparent reason.

At this moment, seeing the old lady in such a miserable state, I couldn't control myself.

 Perhaps, it reminds me of my biological mother.

“The imperial doctor has already given the injection, but I don’t know if I can wake up. It’s going to be a miserable life. My face was burned with scalding hot oil, and I don’t know if I can speak in my throat..."

Rong Che had just finished speaking.

 Sudden…

　　The fingers covered with gauze moved slightly, and she sat up suddenly and shivered in the corner.

Hooking his knees in fear, his whole body was filled with intense fear.

 “Ah, ah…”

The throat is hoarse and hoarse. Even if he is extremely frightened, he can only scream.

 “Don’t move, don’t move.”

"The wound is overflowing with blood, don't be afraid, you are saved. Don't be afraid..." Yun Niang saw her fear and took a step back in a hurry.

Yun Niang was a little anxious, and there were a few tears in her eyes.

"Don't be afraid, this is not a coffin, you are saved!" She saw that the other party was in fear and did not dare to open her eyes at all. She immediately stepped forward and grabbed the old lady's hand.

Rong Che was deeply afraid that the old lady would be unconscious and hurt her.

“Look, it’s not scary here, there’s no one who will hurt you. Just open your eyes and take a look, okay?”

Yun Niang’s voice was soft and somewhat soothing.

 The old lady gradually calmed down, her breathing was only slightly heavy, and she still did not dare to open her eyes.

 Blood stains seeped out from the white gauze, and there was blood on his fingers.

 There is not a single piece of good flesh on the burned face. (End of chapter)