Chapter 175: The Fact That We Are Siblings Can’t Be Erased

Chapter 175: The Fact That We Are Siblings Can't Be Erased

Speaking up to this point, Mo Zhongyuan glanced out the window.

"It's not yet midnight, and usually at this time, I'm still not fully awake. Did you two help me?"

Mo Jiuya looked at He Zhiran. "Fifth Brother, it was Ran Ran who helped you with acupuncture to suppress the poison in your body."

Following Mo Jiuya's lead, He Zhiran asked, "Fifth Brother, is the duration of your episodes getting longer?"

Mo Zhongyuan nodded. "Yes, initially, I could recover within an hour or so. Now, it takes at least three hours, or even longer."

"That's right. This poison is very special. As time passes, it spreads throughout your body, and the closer it gets to your heart, the longer it takes for an episode to pass. Once it reaches your heart, you'll be in a frenzied state day and night."

Although Mo Zhongyuan wasn't clear about his condition during his episodes, the bulging veins all over his body and his bloodthirsty gaze after he recovered were enough to show how terrifying his condition was.

"If that's truly the case, I'll end my own life to avoid implicating the innocent."

He Zhiran understood that Mo Zhongyuan didn't want to put others in harm's way due to his condition.

"Brother Fifth, it's not as grim as you think. Tomorrow, I'll go into the city with my husband to purchase herbs and help detoxify you."

Mo Zhongyuan had never dared to hope that his poison could be cured.

"Y-Younger Brother... Sister-in-Law... You're saying you can help me detoxify?"

When he was lucid, he had consulted several physicians about his condition.

Most of them failed to detect any signs of poisoning. Only one skilled physician confirmed that he was indeed poisoned, but couldn't identify the specific venom or how to counter it.

Due to this, Mo Zhongyuan had been despondent for a long time, accepting his fate to live out the rest of his days in agony.

He Zhiran offered a confident smile. "Brother Fifth, have faith. I will definitely be able to detoxify your poison."

Moreover, He Zhiran wished to formulate the antidote quickly, ideally before sunset the following day, so as to alleviate Mo Zhongyuan's suffering as soon as possible.

Just as Mo Zhongyuan was about to say more, Mo Chuhan, worried about the situation, rushed over to check on them.

Mo Zhongyuan was on high alert. Upon hearing footsteps approaching from afar, he immediately assumed a defensive stance.

He strode to the entrance, where he bumped into Mo Chuhan.

Seeing this, Mo Jiuya hurriedly stepped forward to introduce them. "Fifth Brother, this is Eighth Elder Brother Mo Chuhan."

Upon learning that it was his own brother, Mo Zhongyuan's clenched fists relaxed instantly.

Mo Chuhan was unaware that Fifth Brother had lost his memory. He found it curious why Ninth Brother would still introduce him to their sibling.

Soon, Mo Jiuya clarified the matter for Mo Chuhan. "Eighth Elder Brother, Fifth Brother suffered a head injury, causing him to lose his memory. He doesn't recall anything from six years ago."

"What did you say? Fifth Brother has lost his memory?" Mo Chuhan was clearly astonished by this news.

Mo Zhongyuan felt a twinge of guilt at not recognizing his own kin. "You're Eighth Brother, right? I can't recall the past events," he said, unsure of how to approach this situation, but using it as a form of greeting.

Mo Chuhan stepped forward and embraced Mo Zhongyuan tightly.

"Fifth Brother, no matter whether you remember the past or not, the fact that we share the same blood cannot be erased."

After giving Mo Chuhan a brief explanation of Mo Zhongyuan's situation, Mo Jiuya inquired,

"Eighth Elder Brother, have you settled everything with our family members?"

Mo Chuhan nodded. "Yes, they're all settled, but they refuse to rest, waiting anxiously for news about Fifth Brother."

Looking at Mo Zhongyuan, Mo Jiuya ventured a question.

"Fifth Brother, would you like to come with us to see Mother now?

And Fifth Sister-in-law, when she heard about your supposed death, she was on the verge of crying herself blind."

Upon hearing Ninth Brother mention his Fifth Sister-in-law, an inexplicable ache pierced Mo Zhongyuan's heart.

Although he had no recollection of his wife, this unusual sensation couldn't be denied.

"Very well, I'll come with you."

Pushing open the door, a chilly gust of wind greeted them from outside. Something in the vicinity seemed to emit a howling sound akin to that of a dog's.

The noise wasn't overly loud, initially resembling a canine's bark, but upon closer inspection, it was more indistinct than that.

Mo Jiuya scanned his surroundings but found nothing out of the ordinary.

In contrast, Mo Zhongyuan's expression had softened significantly.

"That little fellow is back again," he said, striding past Mo Jiuya and Mo Chuhan towards the rear of the house.

The trio exchanged glances before following him.

After walking about several dozen meters, Mo Zhongyuan halted his steps.

He bent down and picked up a furry ball.

Under the moonlight, one could discern the white bottom of the little ball.

He Zhiran's eyes instantly brightened. "Fifth Brother, is this an iron-eating beast?"

Mo Zhongyuan lovingly turned with the ball in his arms.

"Sis-in-law recognizes this creature?"

By now, He Zhiran had a clear view of the ball in Mo Zhongyuan's embrace, and she vigorously nodded her head.

"I do, I've seen it in picture books."

He Zhiran found it impossible to resist such an adorable creature.

She hurried over to Mo Zhongyuan. "Fifth Brother, can I hold it?"

The little ball was clearly a youngling, no more than four or five months old.

Currently, the creature was still quite small, curled up into a tiny, round ball in Mo Zhongyuan's arms, melting He Zhiran's heart with its adorable appearance.

Mo Zhongyuan glanced at He Zhiran's petite frame and asked hesitantly,

"Does Ninth Brother's wife not feel afraid?"

He Zhiran shook her head vigorously. "Not at all, not at all."

Seeing this, Mo Zhongyuan carefully passed the ball of fluff to He Zhiran, reminding her as he did so,

"This fellow is timid, so be gentle with it."

It seemed that He Zhiran possessed a unique charm for felines. As the creature nestled in her embrace, it rubbed its head against her a few times before drifting off to sleep...

Even Mo Zhongyuan, who frequently interacted with the little one, couldn't help but remark,

"Looks like this little guy quite likes Ninth Brother's wife."

Mo Jiuya, standing by, pouted inwardly. How could anyone not like Ran Ran with her talents and beauty?

Assured that the little ball hadn't troubled He Zhiran, they all walked towards the resting place of the Mo family.

On the way, Mo Jiuya inquired curiously, "Fifth Brother, is that ferret beast yours?"

Mo Zhongyuan didn't deny it.

"It could be said so!

A few years ago, I saved a pair of ferret beasts on a mountain. At that time, both had been injured by a tiger, so I brought them back here with me.

I didn't send them back to the mountains until their wounds had fully healed.

To my surprise, these beasts knew how to repay kindness. They were aware that I would fall ill after sunset, and every time that happened, they would guard outside the house.

Once they sensed someone approaching, they would let out a chilling cry to scare them away.

In the long run, the villagers believed this place was haunted, and nobody dared to come near.

That's precisely why I chose to live here permanently."

Digression: Lately, I've been engrossed in videos of Huahuahua and Yaya, which led me to decide that the pet in this book should be named 'Rolling Ball.'