If You Really Can't Think Of Something, Come And Help Me Scrub My Back Later

Gramu's father ran behind him. The villagers all watched Yan Molun in disbelief, as though they were seeing God.

Duoyao watched blankly as he walked closer. Her heart which was hanging by a thread felt like it was finally lowered gently.

She always felt that Yan Molun was filled with strength. He was strong, masculine, and dangerous. However, she never thought he could be this powerful. The villagers never thought this was possible, but it was a piece of cake to him. She really didn't dare to believe that she would find such an impressive boyfriend.

"Mr. Yan, you actually… came back," the village chief said with disbelief. "Gramu…"

"He was bitten by a snake. Yan Molun sounded solemn in his calm tone. "I washed his wounds but he still has to be taken to a hospital."

"The nearest hospital is a five-hour drive away." Gramu's mother staggered two steps back in despair.