“Eat it!”

Cao Hongyuan washed his hands first, then picked up a cup of soup as clear as water and took a sip.

Song Ning sniffed. The strange fragrance she smelled just now came from this Gu soup bowl.

"Boiling cabbage?"

Song Ning took a deep breath in ecstasy, and couldn't wait to stretch out her claws to grab the soup that belonged to her.

Bang!

Cao Hongyuan hit Song Ning's paw with his chopsticks, "Wash your hands!"

He didn't use much force, but Song Ning's skin was extremely delicate, and soon a shocking red mark appeared on the back of her hand.

Cao Hongyuan's eyes deepened and he suddenly lost interest in eating.

He stood up suddenly, kicked away the stool that was in the way, and walked out of the door without saying a word.

"ill!"

Song Ning didn't even look at the scar on the back of her hand. She washed her hands anxiously and began to enjoy the food happily.

Cao Hongyuan really knows how to enjoy himself!

Look, this meal is almost as good as a state banquet.

It’s better if he leaves, all these will be hers!

Song Ning was like a little mouse that fell into a rice jar, and he never stopped talking.

The other real mouse had eaten so much that its belly was round and it lay miserably on the table trying to digest the food.

When Cao Hongyuan reappeared holding a small jade bottle, there was only a table full of empty plates that were cleaner than his face.

The portions of these dishes are not big, although there are quite a lot of them, I can’t finish them!

Besides, it was served with white rice, so Song Ning accidentally ate it all...

"Oh…"

Cao Hongyuan took the opportunity to laugh.

Song Ning, who was lying on the sofa, felt a little guilty for some reason. It seemed that Cao Hongyuan had no food to eat...

"I'll ask Yu Hua to cook a few dishes for you..."

Song Ning pulled the corners of his mouth dryly into a smile, then jumped up and walked out the door.

"It will be quick, just wait a moment..."

Cao Hongyuan took a step forward and grabbed Song Ning's wrist quickly, fiercely and accurately.

Song Ning was startled and subconsciously began to make hand gestures with his left hand.

Although she didn't have any evil spirits to borrow at this moment, she could still use the lightning-inducing technique!

Cao Hongyuan ignored Song Ning's complicated inner thoughts. He flipped the hand that was pinching her wrist, and Song Ning's red and swollen back was exposed to the sight of both of them.

He opened the small porcelain bottle in his hand with one hand, scooped out a piece of fragrant and translucent emerald green ointment and carefully applied it on the back of Song Ning's hand.

Well…

Song Ning was slightly stunned, and subconsciously clenched his left fist, retracting the spiritual power that was about to be released.

"I can do it myself..."

Song Ning spoke somewhat awkwardly and turned her wrist involuntarily.

She felt weird about Cao Hongyuan being like this...

"Don't move!"

Cao Hongyuan tightened his hands to ensure that Song Ning could not break free.

He carefully applied a thick layer of ointment to all the red and swollen areas, and finally blew on them gently.

Song Ning felt an even stronger sense of weirdness in her heart. She didn't know if it was the effect of the ointment or the last breath from Cao Hongyuan, but the back of her hand felt itchy.

Song Ning couldn't help but wanted to grab it, but Cao Hongyuan grabbed her other wrist.

"Don't catch!"

Cao Hongyuan rarely smiled, "Have you heard of dream medicine?"

"Um?"

Song Ning looked at Cao Hongyuan in confusion and instantly forgot what he was doing.

"Have you heard of the gifted poets in Tibet?"

Cao Hongyuan held Song Ning's wrist with one hand in a friendly manner.

Unfortunately, Song Ning's attention was focused on Cao Hongyuan's words and she didn't think about this at all.

Cao Hongyuan showed a charming smile that made Song Ning dizzy.

"The dream doctor is similar to the gifted poet. He is an ordinary peasant woman who can't even read or write. One night, she had a strange dream..."

"In the dream, a strange person dictated a prescription to her. What's even stranger is that when the old woman woke up, the prescription seemed to be engraved in her mind."

"The medicinal materials used in the recipe are medicinal materials that can be found everywhere in the mountains... The old woman used the method taught by the strange man to create this magical plaster..."

Cao Hongyuan raised the small jade bottle in his hand and said, "This is the ointment. It is very effective. It is very effective for scalds, burns, knife wounds...

"But the strange thing is that only this old woman can make it. Even if others get the recipe and copy the old woman's movements one-to-one, they still can't make it..."

“It’s amazing, isn’t it?”

“It’s really amazing!”

Song Ning was deeply attracted by Cao Hongyuan's words. She didn't expect that there was such a magical existence in this world?

Maybe she had it in her previous world, but the world was too big and she had access to too little.

Song Ning wanted to take the small jade bottle and take a look at it confidently, but when she moved her arm, she found that her wrist was still held in Cao Hongyuan's palm.

"Can you let go now?"

Song Ning struggled slightly, but Cao Hongyuan was not moved at all. He stared stubbornly at the back of Song Ning's right hand.

"Be good! Wait three more seconds..."

Song Ning paused, and the strange feeling in her heart became even stronger. Is Cao Hongyuan... flirting with her?

good?

???

Is he crazy, or is she crazy?!

Song Ning's eyes immediately widened, as if she wanted to see through Cao Hongyuan's eyes and see what he was thinking...

"you…"

"alright!"

After three seconds, Cao Hongyuan kept his promise and let go of Song Ning's wrist.

"Now look down at the wound..."

Cao Hongyuan was surprisingly good-tempered and reminded Song Ning.

Song Ning belatedly realized and looked down, and found that the redness and swelling on the back of her hand had indeed disappeared.

So this is what Cao Hongyuan meant by three seconds...

It really is a miracle ointment!

No! That's not the point!

The point is what does Cao Hongyuan mean?

"This bottle of ointment is for you..."

Cao Hongyuan stepped back with his hands outstretched, and casually placed the small jade bottle on the table.

"Well…"

The words in Song Ning's heart were suddenly blocked in her stomach, and she almost got internal injuries.

She was just being sentimental...

"We'll go to Mr. Hou first..."

After a while, Xiao Zhao kindly brought over a bowl of noodles that looked quite good.

Cao Hongyuan ate noodles elegantly without even glancing at Song Ning.

Song Ning was hit by another arrow in the heart.

She is really being sentimental...

She said how could Cao Hongyuan like her!

Don't scare yourself. It's scary to be favored by someone like him!

Song Ning picked up the small jade bottle, gently scooped out a small amount of ointment, felt it carefully, and then let out a soft "hmm".

"There is actually a faint spiritual power in it..."

“No wonder it works so well…”

Spiritual power?

Cao Hongyuan paused while eating noodles, but soon returned to normal.

"I'm going to prepare it, you take your time eating..."

Song Ning used the prepared excuse to walk out of the reception room in broad daylight.

"When will this kind of day end?"

Song Ning sighed and his shoulders slumped instantly.

She had originally made an appointment with Bai Zhi to go to Uncle Hou's house together the next day.

Now it’s very good. It’s inconvenient to go anywhere with Cao Hongyuan…

Oh my God!

"Ms. Song Ning, Cao Yuzi asked you to hurry up!"

Xiao Zhao stared at Song Ning expressionlessly, like an unscrupulous supervisor.

Hurry, hurry, hurry! Hurry for my life!

"ah…"

Song Ning's face turned red and she rubbed her hair in annoyance.