Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

Chapter 1169 West Mountain

Seeing that the other party's movements were relatively gentle, Jiang Xiaochuan stopped caring about her little scheme.

The next moment, a finger suddenly pierced the wound.

"hiss--"

Jiang Xiaochuan gasped in pain, cold sweat instantly beading on his forehead.

He turned around abruptly, meeting Tang Ran's ambiguous smile.

This woman was clearly doing it on purpose; she wanted to see him make a fool of himself.

Since that's the case, he wouldn't mind taking some interest from her.

"Gently, gently, Miss Tang!" Jiang Xiaochuan grimaced. "Your technique... is too clumsy. Have you never applied medicine before? Ouch, right there! A little lower... Yes, that feels good!"

As he spoke, he deliberately twisted his body, seemingly to avoid the pain, but in reality, he intentionally or unintentionally made Tang Ran's hand move with him, occasionally "accidentally" brushing against her wrist.

Upon feeling the slightly cool touch, Tang Ran's fingers visibly stiffened.

Her ears flushed slightly, but her tone remained icy: "Don't move!"

"I didn't want to move either, but what you did... ouch... it really hurts."

Jiang Xiaochuan continued to hum in a mocking manner, "Why don't you try a different method? I usually rub it in when I apply medicine to myself, so the medicine dissolves faster..."

Murong Jin, standing to the side, was practically spitting fire with envy.

The hands he had longed to touch were now rubbing against that bastard's back!

Hearing Jiang Xiaochuan's deliberately wanton moans, his face turned from black to green, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked, and his back teeth were almost ground to powder.

He wanted nothing more than to rush up and tear Jiang Xiaochuan to shreds!

Tang Ran resisted the urge to smear the entire bottle of ointment on Jiang Xiaochuan's face, and quickened her pace.

Just then, a faint sound of wind breaking came from afar.

A moment later, Chen Qishan appeared before the crowd with three other people.

The old man looked displeased, clearly having failed to catch up with Hattori Hanzo.

"That old fox got away quickly."

Chen Qishan snorted coldly, turning his gaze to Jiang Xiaochuan, "Young friend Jiang, are you injured?"

This old man knows him too?!

Jiang Xiaochuan appeared to stumble, but in reality, he subtly shifted half a step to the side—the position that would allow him to avoid a surprise attack as quickly as possible.

He still wore a nonchalant smile, casually wiping his back: "A minor injury, like a mosquito bite."

"That's good."

Chen Qishan glanced at the wound on his back, then looked at Tang Ran, "This mission needs to be reassessed. Hattori Hanzo's obsession with that 'Dragon Jade' must have a bigger scheme behind it."

Tang Ran nodded: "I understand, Elder Chen."

Hearing them mention "Dragon Jade" again, Jiang Xiaochuan couldn't help but ask, "Is this 'Dragon Jade' you're talking about really that magical? Or is it just a scam, as Miss Tang said?"

Elder Chen gave him a meaningful look: "'Dragon Jade' is a legend I've heard of, but whether it truly possesses such miraculous effects... remains to be seen."

Elder Chen!

At this moment, Murong Jin's expression suddenly darkened, and he spoke up to stop him: "He's just an outsider. It's not appropriate to let him know our Yan Brigade's secrets so easily, is it?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Chen Qishan glared at him, raised his hand to interrupt, seemingly reprimanding Murong Jin, but every word was actually directed at Jiang Xiaochuan: "Ever since young friend Jiang shone so brightly at the Rising Dragon Boxing Arena, the organization has been paying close attention."

He then turned to Jiang Xiaochuan, his expression becoming serious: "Keeping you here is not my intention; it is the leader's special order to invite you for a talk."

Seeing the slight change in Jiang Xiaochuan's expression, he added, "Don't worry, it's just a conversation; there's absolutely no risk to you, young friend."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaochuan's carefree smile vanished instantly, and his eyes suddenly sharpened.

The other party even knows his past at the Rising Dragon Boxing Stadium. Is this "invitation" sincere or just another test?

Tang Ran, who was watching from the side, raised her beautiful eyes slightly, somewhat surprised.

After dropping his playful demeanor, a deep and unfathomable sharpness appeared between his brows, making him a completely different person from when he was joking around with her earlier.

"Absolutely no risk"?

Jiang Xiaochuan has never seen anything like this in his life, with a windfall that comes with a "safety charm".

But then he thought, since the other party knew so much about his trip to the Rising Dragon Boxing Stadium, if they really wanted to do something, they wouldn't need to go through all this trouble.

"Kid, do you know who the leader is? The fact that he's willing to see you is a blessing you've accumulated over eight lifetimes. Don't be ungrateful."

Seeing that Jiang Xiaochuan did not answer for a long time, Murong Jin coldly scolded him, her tone sour.

He's been with the Flame Brigade for almost half a year and hasn't even seen the leader yet. I don't know what kind of incredible luck this kid has had.

"Alright, since Elder Chen has said so, if I hesitate any longer, it would make me seem petty."

Since he couldn't avoid it, Jiang Xiaochuan gritted his teeth, stuffed the jade bottle into his pocket, and raised an eyebrow at Murong Jin in a provocative manner.

Upon seeing this, Murong Jin nearly spat out a mouthful of blood.

The family heirloom was stolen just like that. This guy is so shameless.

Seeing that he readily agreed, Chen Qishan didn't say anything more and nodded, saying, "Young friend, please follow me."

As soon as the words were spoken, the three gray figures darted out, like night owls skimming the ground, and in the blink of an eye became three small black dots in the distant night.

Murong Jin quickly followed, not forgetting to turn around and glare at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Tang Ran walked side by side with Jiang Xiaochuan. Taking advantage of Chen Qishan's inattention, she subtly turned her head and cast a scrutinizing glance at Jiang Xiaochuan.

Jiang Xiaochuan noticed the faint blush that hadn't faded from the tips of her ears, and a mischievous thought crossed his mind.

He deliberately made a slow, deliberate motion as if applying medicine to his back, his eyes filled with a hint of mockery as he looked at Tang Ran.

Tang Ran's cheeks flushed instantly, and the tips of her ears turned even redder. She glared at Jiang Xiaochuan angrily, as if warning him not to go too far, and then quickened her pace, her back view conveying a sense of fleeing in panic.

Taking advantage of the break, Jiang Xiaochuan took out his phone and quickly sent a message to Yao Bei, asking if she was safe.

Only after receiving confirmation from Yao Bei that he was safe did he put his phone in his pocket with peace of mind, quickening his pace as the surrounding scenery rushed past like a tide.

As the night deepened, the scent in the wind subtly changed.

The vibrant atmosphere of the city was gradually replaced by the fresh, sweet scent of grass and trees and the unique coolness of the rocks.

After traveling quickly for about half an hour, the terrain gradually rose, and dark mountain shadows spread out under the night sky.

Like a giant beast lying in wait, its back undulates and stretches, which is the Western Hills of the capital.

There were no lights on the mountain road, and moonlight occasionally peeked through gaps in the clouds, casting shadows on the roadside bushes.

Occasionally, night birds would be startled by the sound of footsteps and flutter their wings into the night sky.