Chapter 31: Raging with anger, the most beautiful Mulan

The Shudai family's conditions are pretty good, so can it really be that there's no money to treat Shudai's condition? It's just that it costs a lot, and his father is unwilling to spend the money.

"How long have you been left here?" Shen Lang asked.

Shudai struggled to count on his fingers, but couldn't even lift his hand.

How strong he used to be?

"One hand isn't enough," Shudai said.

In other words, he had been left in this mountain ditch for over six days, without food or water every day, only managing to drink a little rainwater.

Without food or water, his father let him bleed, let his bones break, and let him wait for death.

Shen Lang had already examined Shudai's injuries – five broken ribs, internal injuries to the liver, stomach, and lungs.

The injuries were severe, but they could definitely be treated as long as there was a willingness to spend money. It was his father's unwillingness to spend money that led to Shudai being left in the mountain ditch to die.

But fortunately, the broken ribs did not pierce any vital organs.

Shudai was on the brink of death solely because he had been left in the mountain ditch, exposed to wind and rain, and had gone several days and nights without food, causing a high fever and extreme weakness.

"Er Shudai, I'm dying," Shudai smiled at Shen Lang, "I was worried about you being bullied, but now you've become strong."

Then, he closed his eyes slightly, and his breath gradually weakened.

Shudai cherished life, but he wasn't very afraid of death, just somewhat saddened by it.

"No, you won't die, and you're not allowed to die. I'll save you, I'll take you away," Shen Lang said.

Then, he took out sliced ginseng from his pocket and placed it in Shudai's mouth. Why did he carry sliced ginseng with him? Because he felt his body was weak and would occasionally suck on a slice.

But Shudai still seemed empty-eyed, lacking any will to live.

There is no greater sorrow than a heart that has died.

From the moment he was abandoned by his father, he no longer wished to live.

Although he had been abused by his parents since childhood and couldn't eat enough, his father was also very cold towards him, Shudai had always firmly believed that his father loved him, he just wasn't good at showing it.

And, he really did eat too much.

Even though he endured hunger every day, not eating more than two bowls of corn rice in a meal, and working hard every day.

He just wanted his father to know that he was useful.

But after getting seriously injured to save his younger brother, his father was unwilling to spend money to treat him and abandoned him in the mountain ditch, and he finally understood that his father didn't love him.

So, he no longer feared death.

Shen Lang slapped Shudai's face and said loudly, "Shudai, I've been bullied, and you have to help me."

As if by reflex, Shudai suddenly opened his eyes wide and even tried to hug Shen Lang with open arms.

"Shudai, you can't die like this. You have to show your father how capable you are, make him regret it, right?" This penetrated Shudai's heart, and he was stunned for a moment, then nodded vigorously.

"Yes, I want my father to know I'm useful. When he's old, I'll take care of him." Shudai muttered to himself, "I can't die, I still have to take care of my father, and my younger brother will surely be reckless when he grows up."

At this moment, Shudai still thought of taking care of his father in the future, leaving Shen Lang speechless.

"Lift him onto the carriage," Shen Lang ordered.

The two guards of the earl's mansion were stunned for a moment, then nodded and said, "Yes!"

The two carried Shudai onto the large carriage.

...

Shen Lang returned directly to Shudai's home, with a cold face.

Shudai's stepmother smiled sheepishly, "There really isn't enough money to treat Shudai, we had no choice but to do this. And the people in the mountains are all like this, it's not just us."

"Humph!" Shudai's stepbrother from another mother sneered, "Such a fool, if he dies, what's the loss? You're the same."

This hopeless kid.

Without a word, Shen Lang strode forward and kicked him hard.

Severing all descendants!

"Ah..." Shudai's stepbrother wailed in agony, rolling on the ground, eyes turning white and foam coming out of his mouth from the pain.

Shudai's stepmother screamed, "Shen Lang, what are you doing? Just because you've become a son-in-law of the Xu family, you think I'm afraid of you? I'm going to report you, I'm going to report you!"

She was still unaware that Shen Lang had become the son-in-law of the earl's mansion.

"I don't hit women," Shen Lang said.

He took a wooden basin and elegantly filled it with water.

"Don't be afraid, I told you I don't hit women," Shen Lang smiled.

Then, he pressed Shudai's stepmother's head into the water, suffocating her.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." This cruel woman struggled desperately but could not break free.

The two samurai at the Count's residence witnessed this scene, their faces trembling slightly, but they said nothing.

Two minutes passed.

The stepmother of Da Sha felt like she was definitely going to die, unable to breathe at all, and fainted directly in fright.

Shen Lang grabbed her hair and lifted her head out of the water, and only then did she start to regain her breath, coughing desperately and crying loudly.

"These few days, Da Sha has been waiting for the arrival of the God of Death in despair. I want you to experience the taste of this." Shen Lang said faintly, "After your husband returns, tell him I am at the Count's residence. He can come find me at any time."

With that, Shen Lang left with Da Sha and returned to the Count's residence.

...

When the sun set, Shen Lang hurried back to the Count's residence.

Ordinary people were not allowed to enter the mountain-top castle of the Count's residence, but Shen Lang was the son-in-law, so of course, he had unimpeded access.

However, he was quickly stopped by someone.

A young officer, leading dozens of samurai on patrol, saw Shen Lang coming in and directly shouted, "Stop!"

Shen Lang did not recognize this person.

His name was Jin Cheng, the leader of the internal guards of the Count's residence, with the title of Deputy Thousand Commander, but in actuality, he was a Hundred Commander.

Of course, he also had another identity, one of the five candidates for the Count's son-in-law. He grew up in the Count's residence from a young age and was very skilled in martial arts. With his skills, he could have easily passed the military exam, but he once said he would never leave the Count's residence for the rest of his life.

Jin Cheng's gaze towards Shen Lang was very complicated.

As a young talent who grew up in the Count's residence, he naturally revered Mu Lan like a goddess and was infatuated with her from the bottom of his heart and soul.

So, his gaze towards Shen Lang was filled with complex coldness.

If he lost to Wang Lian and Mo Ye, he had nothing to say.

If he lost to Jin Shiying, then he would feel bitter in his heart, but at the same time, there would be blessings because that was his idol, his big brother, his role model.

But unfortunately, he lost to Shen Lang.

Mu Lan was a goddess, the master, and Jin Cheng didn't dare to feel dissatisfied.

But towards Shen Lang, he was truly full of absolute contempt and disdain.

Who do you think you are, Shen Lang?

Incompetent, without strength, and just a rural commoner.

Not to mention all that, the key is that you, Shen Lang, are so vain. You just got kicked out of the Xu family for stealing money and harassing the maidservant not even three days ago, and now you've come to the Count's residence to marry in.

Is there a more shameless and vain man in the world than you?

So, even though Shen Lang is now the son-in-law of the Count's residence, Jin Cheng couldn't suppress his animosity and disdain.

So when he saw Shen Lang entering the Count's residence as if he owned the place, Jin Cheng immediately stepped forward to block him.

Shen Lang said, "Who are you? Why are you stopping me?"

Seeing Shen Lang acting like a master, Jin Cheng became even more angry and coldly said, "You can definitely enter, but what's in your carriage? I need to check!"

Da Sha is too heavy, Jin Cheng saw at a glance that the carriage was carrying something heavy.

Jin Cheng went up and lifted the curtain of the carriage, only to see someone on the brink of death, covered in blood.

"Shen Lang, you have some nerve." Jin Cheng said coldly, "It's fine for you to come in as a son-in-law of the Count's residence, but what gives you the right to bring someone into the Count's residence as you please? Do you think it's your backyard here?"

To some extent, Jin Cheng was not wrong. The status of a son-in-law was only slightly higher than that of a servant, at most, half a master.

Therefore, Shen Lang absolutely did not have the right to bring outsiders into the Count's residence at will.

"Men, throw this unidentified person out and don't let him in." Jin Cheng ordered directly.

Suddenly, two samurai under his command stepped forward, ready to throw the dying Da Sha out.

Da Sha was on the brink of death, and immediate medical treatment was needed, delay was not allowed, and he couldn't be agitated, otherwise, his life could be at stake at any moment.

"Who dares?" Shen Lang drew his sword and said, "If anyone dares to touch this wounded person, I'll cut them down directly."

Suddenly, no one dared to move.

Then Shen Lang ordered the two samurai behind him, "Take this injured person inside."

The two samurai who accompanied Shen Lang back home looked at each other, not moving, not knowing whose orders to follow, because Jin Cheng was their superior.

Jin Cheng coldly said, "Shen Lang, you are not yet the master of the Count's residence. It's not your turn to give orders. The patrol of the Count's residence is under my command. What are you waiting for, throw this unidentified outsider out?"

Shen Lang looked at Jin Cheng for a good while and nodded, "Alright, I'll take my brother to the Xuanwu City for treatment."

Then he sat directly in the place of the coachman, turned the carriage around and was about to head to Xuanwu City.

At this moment, Count Xuanwu and Mulan hurried over.

Mulan stepped forward and said, "Master, Miss, Sir wants to bring a stranger into the Count's mansion, but I stopped him because it's not proper."

Count Xuanwu frowned and asked, "Shen Lang, what's going on?"

Shen Lang didn't want to tattle, which would be beneath his dignity, so he said directly, "The man lying in the carriage is my only good friend and he's in critical condition. If he can't receive treatment in the Count's mansion, I'll take him to the city for medical care instead."

To heal Dashua, they needed a large quantity of medicinal herbs, and the Count's mansion had the most complete collection.

Upon hearing Shen Lang's words, the Count immediately ordered, "Quickly, fetch the doctor. Saving a life is the priority."

"I'll do it..." Mulan stepped forward and, together with Shen Lang, lifted Dashua on a makeshift stretcher and headed towards the castle inside the mansion.

At this moment, Shen Lang was truly moved. Mulan, at this moment, was at her most beautiful.

With her actions, Mulan was apologizing to Shen Lang. He could even read it in her eyes.

"I'm sorry, husband, for making you suffer."

At this time, Jing Chen interjected, "Miss, what he did was indeed against the rules. It's not right to bring outsiders into the Count's mansion haphazardly. It could pose a security risk, and threatening us with a knife was despicable."

Hearing his words, Mulan then put down Dashua.

Without saying a word, she walked up to Jing Chen and whipped him forcefully.

Alright, at this moment, Mulan as a wife was even more stunning!