The Tyrant Father's Pampered Daughter Chapter 700 - 700: Don't Let Him Bite His Tongue Off!

Chapter 700 - 700: Don’t Let Him Bite His Tongue Off!

Chapter 700: Don’t Let Him Bite His Tongue Off!

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

“Help? Did… did your parents agree?”

Kongjue paused and almost blurted out the words ‘Father’.

Gu Nuo’er blinked her watery black eyes and said in a soft voice, “Oh, Father didn’t say no!”

He looked at her righteous expression.

Kongjue sighed silently.

From the looks of it, His Majesty had most likely been fooled by this smart girl.

Since he didn’t know the truth, how could he object to it?

However, Kongjue felt that this concerned his life. He didn’t want Gu Nuo’er to take the risk here.

He was about to use his emotions to persuade her to go home. This wasn’t a place to play.

At this moment, a panicked woman ran over from behind.

“Master Kongjue, please go and see my son. He’s convulsing again and can’t stop no matter what!”

Kongjue’s expression changed and he quickly got up to follow her.

However, he suddenly remembered that his sister was still behind him.

He turned around and Gu Nuo’er happened to look up and blink her big eyes.

Kongjue sighed.

He couldn’t leave her here alone. It was too dangerous.

He took out a clean handkerchief from his sleeve and picked Gu Nuo’er up. He said, “Little Benefactor, sorry for offending you.”

Then, he gently covered the child’s mouth and nose with the handkerchief. Kongjue explained, “This will be safer. Otherwise, you’ll accidentally get infected.’

Gu Nuo’er’s black and thick eyelashes fluttered. “What is monk older brother going to do when you cover me up?”

Kongjue shook his head. “I’m fine.”

He carried Gu Nuo’er and followed the woman who had come looking for him. He hurriedly walked to a residential building surrounded by fences.

Perhaps they had walked to the center of Ning’an Village.

There were houses everywhere. Gu Nuo’er looked around and saw people lying on the ground.

It was unknown if they were dead or alive.

Some people leaned against the door frame helplessly and looked in a certain direction in a daze.

Kongjue sensed Gu Nuo’er’s gaze.

He explained in a low voice, “Ning’an Village is almost completely wiped out.

Every family has a funeral.”

This was also why he had come to exorcize the souls.

Gu Nuo’er pursed her pink lips and didn’t say anything for a long time.

Tragedies in the human world were everywhere here. Grief filled the wilderness, and it was a shocking sight.

They followed the woman through the wooden door and into the room.

A boy who was about three years old was lying on the ground. He was foaming at the mouth and twitching and trembling.

His face was yellowish-white like washed paper.

The woman cried and said, “Master Kongjue, save my son!” Kongjue quickly placed Gu Nuo’er on the ground.

He also instructed her, “Wear the mask well and don’t take it off.” Gu Nuo’er nodded obediently.

She watched as Kongjue went forward and first took the boy’s pulse.

However, the boy kept convulsing, making Kongjue helpless.

Gu Nuo’er covered held onto the handkerchief with her small hand and her soft voice sounded from under her palm—

“Monk older brother, take a pair of chopsticks and put them horizontally in his mouth first. Don’t let him bite off his tongue! That’s very dangerous.”

When the woman heard this, she seemed to have reacted.

“I’ll go get it now!” She staggered into a small room at the side and came out with a chopstick not long later.

Then, she quickly put it into the boy’s mouth, jamming his chattering teeth.

“Monk older brother, press his Yongquan acupoint with your hand again. He’ll be fine in a while!”

Kongjue quickly did as he was told.

He didn’t know why he listened to his five-year-old sister.

However, for some reason, her voice was soft but firm.

It seemed to have given him countless encouragement and support..