Mated at First Sight
Chapter 976 - 648: Should Mercy Be Spared? (Part 1)

Chapter 976: Chapter 648: Should Mercy Be Spared? (Part 1)

She shifted her ankle slightly and Liao Qingtong truly found that her foot did not hurt at all anymore.

It seemed she really ought to say it was no wonder she was the Poison Doctor’s sister.

Gazing at Liao Qingtong, Gong Yu smiled contently; after all, this meant she had saved her own idol, right!

She had been exposed to the principles of medicine from a young age, but not extensively, because it was not her interest. However, being a member of the Gong Family and, at that time, the only heir (the old man never even considered Gong Ning), she had to familiarize herself with it regardless.

It was not until Mu Lin appeared that Gong Yu felt she might actually have started to like Chinese Medicine.

Probably because their family’s old man no longer forced her to study and memorize it.

Doesn’t everyone say there’s a bit of a rebellious streak in their bones? The more someone pushes you, the less you like it, the less you want to learn; but the moment no one pressures you, or tells you what to do, you might find yourself interested.

Gong Yu felt she was that kind of person.

She turned her head, subconsciously looking for Mu Lin, but saw that Mu Lin was already standing by, watching her. Her eyes and eyebrows curved in an adorable smile, "Sister, I did it."

The moment she saw Mu Lin, Gong Yu turned into a little girl begging for candy, seeking praise.

Looking at her, Mu Lin’s smile was soft.

But the people around were taken aback by Gong Yu’s call of "sister."

The reputation of Mu Lin, the Divine Doctor, though it had been some time, was still known by many.

Jing Youlan’s lips curled up in a teasing smile as she looked at Gong Yu, quipping, "Not bad at all! Your technique is quite skillful, clearly indicative of a lot of practice."

Cough cough cough... Just a tiny bit better than his, just a tiny bit.

"Like you need to tell me that," Gong Yu retorted with an air of arrogance, then as if she remembered something, she asked Mu Lin, "Sister, do you have any pills for reducing bruises?" Pills were Gong Yu’s general term for all kinds of medicine in pill form.

Mu Lin stretched out her hand, and a small, silver-white porcelain bottle appeared in her palm, "The gray ones are what you need."

Gong Yu nodded, picked out a gray pill from the colorful assortment in the bottle, and handed it to Liao Qingtong, "Take this, then rest for the evening, and you should be able to continue filming tomorrow."

"Thank you," Liao Qingtong said as she accepted the pill without hesitation and swallowed it with a sip of water handed to her by her assistant.

She had just been in excruciating pain, but now she was able to walk normally, marveling for the first time at the wonder of Chinese medicine.

If it had been Western medicine, she would probably have needed to rest for at least a week and it wasn’t certain she’d have been fully recovered.

Fortunately, she didn’t need to rest that long, otherwise it would have delayed the filming again.

"Thank you," Zhou Zijian, standing by the side, looked at Gong Yu with gentle eyes.

Her pretty face blushed for a moment.

Whimpering... Her idol was truly so warm! He was even thanking her on behalf of the Goddess... She was so touched.

Indeed, there must be something secretive between those two.

For the fans who supported their couple pairing, there was nothing more exciting than witnessing such a scene.

Unable to bear watching Gong Yu, Jing Youlan directly knocked on someone’s head with a chestnut, who in turn glared back in anger. Jing Youlan...whistled softly, her eyes flickering away and she felt inexplicably embarrassed.

The onlookers watched their interaction with good-natured laughter, as if they understood something.

"I’ll settle the score with you later," Gong Yu said, now with a purpose.

Looking at Liao Qingtong and Zhou Zijian, "Now, can I ask for a little reward from you two?" She really did want it.

Hearing her voice, Liao Qingtong snapped back to the moment, her gaze shifted from Mu Lin to Gong Yu and she smiled lightly, "You tell me." Even if Gong Yu hadn’t mentioned it, Liao Qingtong would still have had the need to thank her and now she wouldn’t have to worry about it.

As for the agent, she muttered spitefully: As expected, there was an ulterior motive.

It seemed that because of what had just happened, the agent had a poor impression of Gong Yu, even though Gong Yu had helped Liao Qingtong.

The voice was soft, yet both Mu Lin and Liao Qingtong heard it. Liao Qingtong glanced over with a cool look, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, but she did not say anything more.

Ye Xiwen thought that the woman before her was not at all suitable to be an agent, only capable of attracting negativity and offending people.

Gong Yu looked at Liao Qingtong and Zhou Zijian, "Could you help me sign a few autographs? And maybe, take a photo together..." Her face showed a trace of shyness, a side Jing Youlan had never seen before.

Jing The Young Master’s heart felt an inexplicable and deep irritation.

"Of course," replied Liao Qingtong with a light laugh, turning to her assistant, "Go get me a set of the limited-edition merchandise that Zijian and I just released, and the photo album too." She conveniently had a few sets with her.

"Can I have two sets?" Gong Yu remembered that Quan Luo also liked Zhou Zijian a lot.

"Two sets." Liao Qingtong repeated.

"Alright." Hearing the instruction, the assistant turned and ran toward the direction of the RV.

Those were gifts prepared to be given to fans in some time, limited editions, to be honest, even the assistant wanted one.

Because they were really exquisite, only the most loyal fans would have the chance to get their hands on them; and the album was filled with stills from movies, TV shows, and photo shoots they had both worked on before, of course, the majority of which were pictures that couldn’t even be found online, including joint photos.

After the assistant left, Liao Qingtong turned to look at Mu Lin, nodding slightly with a shy smile on her face, "Really, I’m so happy to have the opportunity to meet you here." She was truly delighted, "Miss Mu Lin."

Today was indeed her lucky day.

Unconsciously, despite Mu Lin being younger than her, she couldn’t help but use an honorific.

Seeing Mu Lin, Liao Qingtong’s feelings were a bit like those of Gong Yu when he met her, perhaps even more so.

Mu Lin nodded lightly in response, her expression not changing much.

Even though Gong Yu liked her, to Mu Lin, the person before her was just a stranger.

She paused, giving a kind reminder, "Although your foot will be better by tomorrow, it’s still best to be careful for the next three days. If you get injured again, it could be more troublesome and may even result in complications."

Of course, there’s a fifty-fifty chance.

Liao Qingtong nodded and thanked her again.

In her heart, she marveled at how the Mu Lin before her was exactly like the person she had imagined in her mind.

Cool and indifferent, her expression might be aloof, but her heart was warm.

In fact, Liao Qingtong didn’t know that Mu Lin was not always like this.

Afterward, Liao Qingtong turned to look at the Director, "If possible, for the three or four upcoming fight scenes, we might need to use a stunt double." That way, the shooting schedule wouldn’t be delayed, and it would also accommodate the Director’s upcoming plans.

Even Mu Lin said to be careful, so she really had to be cautious; even though she now looked completely unharmed.

The Director sighed softly, "It seems we have no other choice." Thankfully, it was only fight scenes, which were manageable.

Suddenly, Nan Minhao stepped forward, standing next to Mu Lin, "How about it, sister-in-law, interested in having a go?" He heard that Mu Lin’s martial arts skills were second only to Jing Chen’s, and he was really curious and wanted to see for himself.

"With you?" Mu Lin raised an eyebrow at him, the skepticism clear in her eyes.

Nan Minhao waved his hands, "Of course—not possible." He wasn’t a fool to volunteer for a beating; his fighting skills would be crushed by this couple, without even the chance to fight back.

"Not interested." She was rather lazy, and besides, with Nan Minhao, it would surely be no fun.

Nan Minhao felt like he was being snubbed.

Everyone: It’s not like you’re being snubbed, you are.

Nan Minhao: ...I’ll just stay quietly silent.

...

Standing quietly to the side.

"Sister-in-law, I’m very interested," Jing Youlan suddenly said, "I’ve never had the chance to dress up in ancient attire and have some fun in this lifetime." The main thing was, Young Master Jing was really annoyed by Gong Yu drooling over Zhou Zijian’s graceful and fair-faced appearance.

It was just too unsightly, having no taste at all.

Young Master Jing was drowned in jealousy but completely unaware, continuing to look at Mu Lin and speak.

"Sister-in-law, it’s been so long since we’ve sparred, why not put on these cumbersome clothes and have some fun?" His skills had improved a lot these past two years; he should be able to last a few more moves against Mu Lin.

Mu Lin looked at Jing Youlan, pondered for a moment, then raised an eyebrow, "Are you sure?" If it was with Jing Youlan, Mu Lin actually thought it might be okay; of course, regarding Young Master Jing’s purpose, she just smiled without saying anything, quietly observing.

Jing Youlan nodded.

"All right." They hadn’t sparred in a while indeed, and this seemed like a good opportunity.

However, Mu Lin pondered: should she be a little—merciful later on?

Watching the two of them, Nan Minhao laughed heartily, turning to look at the Director consciously, "How about it? I’ve found you two priceless understudies." Tsk, tsk, tsk... they’re in for a treat now.