Everyone Wants To Pamper The Lucky Daughter
/ Everyone Wants to Pamper the Lucky Daughter Chapter 1752
Chapter 1752: Chapter 1730: The Past Lives of Feng Ling and Shengge (Part 2)_1 Chapter 1752: Chapter 1730: The Past Lives of Feng Ling and Shengge (Part 2)_1 Shengge's cheeks flushed with a hint of girlish coyness, as she spoke the words she had rehearsed countless times in her mind.
“You saved me?”
Feng Ling couldn't believe it.
“Hmm.”
Shengge shyly nodded her head, casually shooting a glance at Feng Ling's injured body.
Feng Ling propped himself up and took a glance at his body.
“Boom.”
It was as if a thunderbolt struck his head, causing his mind to go blank, almost spewing out a mouthful of old blood.
He had fallen into a coma and descended into the mortal world, unconscious, and transformed into a human form without illusions of clothes.
At this moment, he was only covered with a woman's clothes, and nothing else.
“Your body is too weak to physically support yourself; it's better to lie down.”
As if she had seen through the embarrassment Feng Ling felt, Shengge intentionally waved her right hand in front of him, pretending to console him while pressing his shoulder.
A fishy smell entered Feng Ling's nose, which startled him, and he reflexively grabbed her wrist.
“Ah.”
Shengge trembled in pain, and her pupils showed fear.
“Your wrist?”
Feng Ling's sharp gaze fell on her unhealed wrist scar, and a bad feeling overwhelmed him.
“You were in a coma from excessive blood loss.”
A shadow flickered across the depths of Shengge's eyes, feigning concern, “Shengge heard from her foster-father that replenishing blood with blood can restore a person's vitality and save their life.”
Feng Ling's heart raced: “You fed me your blood?”
Shengge looked upset: “I was too foolish to catch any live prey, in my haste…”
“How many days have I been unconscious?”
Feng Ling felt a mixture of emotions; it was all too overwhelming.
“Three days.”
Shengge trembled, pretending to be in great pain and letting out a pitiful cry, “It hurts.”
“I'm sorry.”
Feng Ling felt regrets and then let go of her hand.
“You don't have to concern yourself about it.”
Shengge couldn't help feeling indescribable sorrow, “By saving you I saved myself as well. If it weren't for my soft heart and saving you that night, I would have died.”
“What do you mean by that?”
Feng Ling was taken aback, looking at her in disbelief.
“I'm doomed to a life of hardship.”
Shengge thought of her unjustly killed relatives, and tears uncontrollably streamed down her face.
“Young lady.”
Feng Ling panicked and just as he was about to console her, his nerves tensed, and he cautiously looked at the cave entrance.
“Shengge, where are you?”
“Daughter, it's Dad. Just answer, and let me help you.”
A nimble figure climbed down the steep cliff and gradually approached the cave.
“Oh no, Dad is here.”
Shengge hastily wiped her tears, pretending to be flustered as she took out a handkerchief from her bosom and fastened it around her wrist, covering the scar.
Feng Ling's eyes darkened, and a flash of guilt passed through them.
“Shengge, where are you?”
The person grew closer, and his powerful voice clearly entered the cave.
“Dad, I'm here.”
Shengge used her hands to support herself as she stood up and ran towards the entrance of the cave.
The father and daughter met outside the cave, exchanging unspoken glances.
“Shengge, where is the person you saved?”
Her foster-father strode into the cave with a righteous tone, “The cave is cold and not conducive to healing. Let me help you carry the person back.”
“He's awake, Dad.”
Shengge was genuinely happy.
Half of her plan had succeeded – the person was awake.
Next, she would use a little trickery to keep him around and put her revenge within reach.
“Awake?”
Her foster-father was slightly surprised: “This kid has a strong life force; he endured such severe injuries.”
Chapter end
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