077: Fight Poison with Poison_1

Actually, even if Little Baba didn't say anything, Mu Qingli had long been aware of the tail following her.

She just didn't point it out, that's all.

[Master, are we really going to help?] Little Baba frowned slightly.

"Mm," Mu Qingli nodded slightly.

Little Baba continued, [But I think Mu Luzhu may not have good intentions.]

"What's there to be afraid of?" Mu Qingli's tone lifted slightly at the end, "Meet force with force, meet water with earth to bury it."

Around the corner, an elderly person in their eighties or nineties had fainted on the steps, surrounded by a circle of people whispering among themselves, none daring to reach out and help.

A young man with glasses shouted, "Is there a doctor? Does anyone here have a doctor?"

Someone immediately responded, "I have already called 120."

There might have been doctors among the crowd, or maybe not.

In this day and age, unless you own a mine at home, who would dare to easily help the elderly up?