That night, Liu Tingyu was both wild and proactive. After the madness, Liu Tingyu snuggled up like a kitten in Ling Feng's arms and deeply fell asleep, while Ling Feng, hugging Liu Tingyu, had eyes that appeared so bright in the darkness.
Long Guangyi was someone Ling Feng didn't clearly understand, but Ling Feng was sure of one thing: Long Guangyi was no living Buddha; he wouldn't casually cure Uncle Liu of his poison.
As long as the poison remained in Uncle Liu's body, Ting Yu's heart wouldn't be at peace. The madness just now let Ling Feng feel her inner pain and fear.
"Don't worry, Ting Yu! I will definitely get Uncle Liu back on his feet, trust me!" Ling Feng gently kissed the corner of Liu Tingyu's mouth and then slowly closed his eyes.
