Rebirth: A Cinderella's Counterattack

Chapter 1738: Chapter 1718:

But Luo Qianqian thought over and over, remembering that last time Mo appeared when she needed him, and there was no news from Yan. Perhaps Yan was in a stage where he couldn’t be disturbed? Without thinking much, she contacted Mo.

Mo’s reply was very quick, directly indicating his location.

Even though he couldn’t leave, it didn’t mean that others couldn’t go in. However, going in also meant one thing: Luo Qianqian voluntarily accepted the punishment of facing the wall, lasting from as short as three days to as long as one year.

She couldn’t come out before that time.

Almost instantly, Luo Qianqian found the place by following the pattern, and without hesitation, she plunged into the cave’s restriction. A life was at stake, she had no way to worry about other things.

"Shiqi." Mo was already waiting at the entrance of the cave. Seeing her, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly grabbed her to steady her: "What happened? Whose child?"

Luo Qianqian quickly raised the bamboo basket in her hand: "The child..."

Mo lifted the small quilt and saw the child inside, who was almost lifeless. Immediately, he took the bamboo basket, observed it for a moment, and said decisively: "Wooden tub, water, and... your blood."

Luo Qianqian was stunned but without hesitation took out the small wooden basin she previously used to hold fish. It was crafted by the old man, but it’s more than enough to hold this child. Water was swiftly poured into it, but the blood...

"Add it to the water?" Luo Qianqian held a dagger in her hand, ready to bleed if Mo nodded.

Mo gently shook his head, took out a white elixir with a faint glow, and tossed it into the basin. Then, he placed his other hand into the basin, and soon, a layer of white mist rose, clearly indicating the water had begun to heat up.

Cautiously testing the water temperature, he placed the child into the basin, then took out the dagger and made small cuts on their wrists and ankles, then took out... an IV tube?!

"I brought this back last time just by chance, didn’t expect to really use it." He opened the package and extended his hand to Luo Qianqian with a bitter smile.

Luo Qianqian silently rolled up her sleeve, revealing her usual blood collection vein, turned her head away, strongly doubting Mo’s professionalism, but at this moment, they had no other choice, did they? "Go ahead, I probably won’t scream."

Luo Qianqian only felt Mo’s cool fingers touch her arm twice, then she felt nothing. She was curious to turn her head, but Mo bumped her head with his chin.

Mo said, "Don’t turn your head, just look over there."

Luo Qianqian sullenly looked outside but saw only a stretch of green, almost nothing else.

"It’s fortunate you brought him here, but I’m afraid he’s beyond saving." Mo also breathed a sigh of relief, "Whose child is he?"

"Brother Jiayou’s." Luo Qianqian couldn’t help but answer, "Why was it fortunate?" She might not even have the same blood type as the child, right?

"My blood is too toxic, while others’ blood is not, but the child has prenatal toxins, needing slightly toxic blood to carry it through." Mo explained calmly, "His mother suffered a lot to give birth, likely frequently in contact with Secret Division agencies."

Luo Qianqian gasped; perhaps this was just a chance coincidence?

After all, this was her nephew, it’s truly fortunate to be able to save him.

Soon, Luo Qianqian felt a wave of dizziness, and Mo promptly placed an elixir at the edge of her mouth: "Take it, then rest for a bit, my bed is over there."

Upon saying this, Luo Qianqian only felt a coolness on her arm, and Mo had bandaged her arm, lowered her sleeve, and even deliberately blocked her sight from seeing the situation in the basin.

Luo Qianqian, also feeling somewhat dizzy, walked away on her own, laid down, and soon there was only the sound of steady breathing.

Mo’s eyes turned serious once again.

Though, thanks to Luo Qianqian’s presence, the child’s life could be saved, but there was no way to detoxify. Once detoxified, the child’s fundamental survival would be jeopardized.

The poison had long penetrated his bones.

He sighed, slowly took out a golden needle, pierced his left pinky fingertip, and a drop of slightly purple-golden blood flowed onto the center of the baby’s forehead. Moments later, the golden needle was removed, leaving a crimson cinnabar mole on his forehead.

"I hope you won’t waste my bloodline," Mo said, then turned to look inside, where the sound of even breathing was now coming from, calming him.

When Luo Qianqian woke up from her sleep, feeling it wasn’t enough but was disturbed by a noisy sound, she heard a cry. Although it was still somewhat small, it sounded much more energetic compared to the child, who was clearly near death.

She stood up joyfully, just reaching the cave entrance, and saw Mo, resigned to his fate, having his finger sucked, looking as if he had seen through the worldly dust, staring outside the cave.

"Uh, he’s probably hungry? I have milk powder here," Luo Qianqian hurriedly said.

Mo turned around with a sorrowful expression, resolutely said, "I, in the future, definitely don’t want children!"

Luo Qianqian blinked, but with a smile, pretended not to hear: "Why is he still in the water? Won’t he swell up?"

"He won’t, children are naturally adapted to the water environment, and I can control the temperature in the water," Mo sighed, "How is it? Are you still dizzy?"

"Not anymore, you better have some chocolate, you didn’t sleep all night..." Luo Qianqian looked at Mo with some guilt, her eyes full of innocence, placing some food next to Mo, then quickly took out milk powder and started to make it.

Even though this thing was initially prepared for other nephews, it’s all nephews, so they shouldn’t be treated differently.

"I’ll heat the water for you," Mo sighed. Even though it was just a short night, he had experienced the hardships of taking care of a child.

But... this child had to stay with him for a long time.

After making the milk, watching the now satiated child floating quietly in the water, Luo Qianqian only wanted to say, children truly are angels, of course, when asleep.

Sitting next to Mo, Luo Qianqian slowly handed him a cup of coffee with an embarrassed smile: "I suddenly came over and interrupted your normal cultivation, huh?"

"Yes, and brought me a big trouble," Mo did not deny it, instead having a look of grievance, "You’d better come often to keep me company, or I’ll vent my anger on the boy."

"Hey? Vent your anger on him? Can’t I take him away?"

Mo’s face was covered with rejection: "What do you think? I hate children the most!"

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