To save all living beings, the villainous Demon Lord's plan to redeem himself is urgent.
Song Xiwei abandons her feminine guise and transforms into a handsome young man, infiltrating the ...
When Song Xiwei woke up, she saw a very handsome man in a long robe with wide sleeves, arranging medicinal herbs.
His demeanor and manners were unlike those of an ordinary man in town.
Song Xiwei stared at the other person without blinking until the other person brought over a bowl of herbal soup.
"Drink it."
"Are you a doctor?" Normally, Song Xiwei would definitely not drink such bitter medicine, but looking at this pleasing face, she obediently took it and gulped it down.
After taking the medicine bowl away, the man said, "You can leave now. Let the person outside come in and settle the bill."
Song Xiwei gave a soft "oh," and when she got up, she stretched her limbs. It was amazing; she felt as light as a feather, and her whole body felt much lighter.
Could it be that bowl of herbal soup from earlier?
This doctor is truly a miracle worker; his medical skills are superb.
Before Song Xiwei could boast, the doctor turned and glanced at her expressionlessly, "What are you still standing there for?"
Slightly emboldened, Song Xi asked, "Doctor, may I ask your surname? Will you be seeing patients here regularly from now on?"
The man looked at her expressionlessly, without answering her question.
Song Xiwei thought, "This person is really cold. Aren't doctors usually very gentle? Why is my doctor so unfriendly?"
But it must be said that although he doesn't talk much, his medical skills are truly exceptional.
People who get things done well without resorting to empty talk are actually quite good.
"I'll go collect your payment," Song Xi said with a smile, and walked out.
Wu Lai is almost frozen into an ice sculpture.
"Wei, you're finally alright, that's wonderful..."
Wu Lai was so cold that he could barely speak.
"Why are you waiting outside? You must be freezing!" Song Xiwei reached out and touched Wu Lai's hand, which was as cold as a stone.
She hurriedly tried to rub Wu Lai's hands to warm them up, but suddenly heard a cough.
She looked up and saw the doctor standing at the door, looking at her and Wu Lai with a gloomy expression.
"Um, doctor, I'll give you the payment right away."
Song Xiwei took the money bag from Wulai, counted the money, and asked the doctor how much the consultation fee was.
The doctor stared at her for a while, then said, "One hundred taels."
"What? It costs so much to see a doctor?" Song Xiwei counted the money in her purse; it was only fifty taels, which wasn't a small amount.
“The medicinal herbs you used are all top-grade, priceless and unavailable. Are you saying that your life is worth less than a hundred taels of silver? In that case, lie back down, I’ll take out the medicine I gave you, and you can continue to be a corpse.”
This doctor has a really sharp tongue.
Song Xiwei almost vomited blood.
"Here you go, this is fifty taels. I can go back and get the rest, right?"
"Let your brother go back and get it. You have to stay. If you all run away, I'm not familiar with this place, where am I supposed to find you?"
Song Xiwei stared at the doctor. If it weren't for his good looks, she would have really wanted to teach him a lesson with her fists.
Speak properly; why do you have to use your words to make people angry? What a waste of your good looks.
"How about you go back and get the money, and I'll stay here as a hostage?" Wu Lai couldn't bear to leave Song Xiwei, a young woman, with this strange man.
Song Xi nodded slightly, "Yes, I can go back and get the money."
Wu Lai will definitely find a way to escape.
The doctor said he used expensive herbs, but who knows if he's telling the truth or how credible he is?
Anyway, fifty taels is really not a low amount.
"The residual poison in her body has not been completely cleared. If she continues to travel and suffer from fatigue, she will not live for more than three days," the doctor suddenly said.
Song Xiwei coughed, choked by the medicine. "You're cursing me! Aren't I already better? Didn't you use good medicine and cure me? You call me a quack, but you still want 100 taels? Give me back 50 taels! You charlatan! If I don't beat you to a pulp today, I'm not Song Xiwei!"