Jing Li felt as if he had been pardoned and quickly turned around and ran away.

He first put the vegetable basket in the back kitchen, then pulled out the thin book "Monster Records" from the bottom of the basket, hid it in his arms, and quickly returned to the house.

Jing Li walked around the room several times, and finally stuffed the book into the middle of the bed and hid it carefully.

In the yard, Qin Zhao withdrew his gaze with a smile and picked up the book again.

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The next day, Xue Ren officially started making medicine.

Not only were the herbs in his prescription hard to come by, but the process of making the antidote was also extremely complicated. From boiling the herbs to making them into pills, the entire process took three days.

Qin Zhao and Ayi understand medical knowledge and can help a little, so Jing Li can only help out and do odd jobs.

The courtyard was filled with the rich aroma of herbs. When Jing Li pushed open the door, he saw Qin Zhao sitting in the courtyard with a bad look on his face.

He walked over quickly: "Qin Zhao, are you feeling unwell?"

The medicine pot in front of Qin Zhao was simmering medicine over a low fire. He looked pale and shook his head.

"Is your fever coming back?"

Jing Li raised her hand to test the temperature of his forehead, but was stopped by Qin Zhao: "It's okay, I just—"

His palm was extremely hot, which made Jing Li shiver.

"He's starting to have a fever?" Xue Ren poked his head out from the back kitchen. "He hasn't taken any medicine since last night, so it's normal for him to have a fever. Xiao Yu'er, take him back to the room and lie down for a while. The new medicine will be enough to make him feel better this afternoon."

Ayi came out from the kitchen and took the palm-leaf fan. "I'll take care of the medicine. Jingli, take Master Qin back to the house."

Jing Li nodded: "Okay."

Jing Li helped Qin Zhao back to the house.

Qin Zhao's body was terribly hot, and soon a layer of sweat had formed on his forehead. Jing Li closed the doors and windows, took off his outer robe for him, wrung out a handkerchief and wiped him.

"Don't worry." Qin Zhao's voice was low and hoarse, soothing. "Mr. Xue said that in order to take the new medicine, the effect of the previous medicine must be completely dissipated, which is why the fever occurs."

"I...I know, don't talk anymore." Jing Li whispered.

Qin Zhao soon lost the energy to speak. After the original effect of the medicine wore off, his whole body became hotter and hotter, and even lying in bed seemed unbearable.

A low moan escaped from between his tightly closed lips and his trembling hands unconsciously tugged at his clothes.

"Qin Zhao!" Jing Li quickly held down his hands to prevent him from hurting himself.

He had seen Qin Zhao like this before.

On the night when he first completely turned into a human, Qin Zhao almost had an attack of the Shen Huan Powder in his body because he did not take his medicine.

If that's the case...

Jing Li turned around and looked outside.

The door to the main house was tightly shut. A wooden screen separated the entrance to the bedroom, with curtains hanging high on the walls on either side. He walked over and pulled the curtains tight, completely blocking out the view from the bedroom.

Then, Jing Li took off his outer robe, untied the laces of his inner garment, climbed onto the bed, and snuggled into Qin Zhao's arms.

Feeling something cold approaching, Qin Zhao wrapped his arms around him and hugged him tightly.

Jing Li flinched slightly, closed her eyes, and raised her head to kiss the corner of Qin Zhao's lips. The soft touch seemed to awaken Qin Zhao's consciousness a little. He turned over and pressed Jing Li under him, kissing her even harder.