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"I was only concerned about your illness. And you may not have understood what Zhang Baijiao meant..." Li Yuan looked rather unhappy.
"No one offers favors for nothing unless they're after something. I don't need your concern or your interference. Besides, you have no reason to care, and no reason to meddle," Mo Qian replied coldly.
Zhang Baijiao said nothing and began applying medicine to Mo Qian.
Luo Bin turned and walked in another direction.
"Aren't we going to wait a little longer?" Gu Yiren asked quietly.
By now, she was less frightened and had stopped clutching the hem of Luo Bin's clothes.
"No. Mo Qian is fine. There's no point waiting here," Luo Bin replied.
"Oh..." Gu Yiren nodded. After a moment's hesitation, she added, "Mo Qian is so strange. People really are concerned about him, but he keeps them at arm's length. Does he really not need friends? At least he helped Li Yuan this time. Li Yuan will be grateful."
"He kept to himself even in Cabinet Mountain Village. Someone like him doesn't need many friends. I don't count as one either," Luo Bin replied.
"Well..."
Gu Yiren hesitated briefly, then continued, "Fine, let's say he's strange and that's just how he is. But Zhang Baijiao will treat his illness. What if he can cure him?"
Luo Bin shook his head immediately. "He probably can't. That's why Mo Qian was so blunt."
"When something is hopeless to begin with, he doesn't want to let himself think there's a chance. That chance brings hope, and in the end, that hope turns into a bucket of cold water. He's being tough only to keep himself from being affected over and over."
After a brief pause, Luo Bin turned to glance behind him.
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