"Don't worry, I'll have someone keep an eye on the Buddha statue. Nothing will happen." Lu Wujiu saw right through Su Jiaoniang.

She blinked.

He knew exactly what she was thinking.

The outside gradually quieted down.

I. The night passed.

Early the next morning.

Futu opened his eyes and saw that Heidan's face was red.

Its dark reddish-black color makes it look like it's sick.

"I...I want to eat meat!" Black Egg mumbled sleepily.

These past two days, wounds have been festering from time to time, causing some to fail the first hurdle and die.

Now it's Black Egg's turn.

That seems quite normal.

Black Egg understood that it probably wouldn't survive, and all it kept saying was that it wanted to eat meat.

What a fool.

It seems a bit bad that we really can't survive.

Futu felt somewhat uncomfortable.

He wanted the silly child to live.

I want to see a fool have a lucky streak.

He can remain calm no matter what happens in his daily life. He believes that the world is inherently unfair, and you have to pay a price to have something.

There is no gain without pain.

“He’s going to die, so just ignore him and take care of yourself!” Er Yin said.

She glanced at the black egg, her eyes turning red.

Even if you get into the palace, once your roots are severed, your heart is dead.

But as always, the saying "the rabbit dies, the fox grieves" still applies.

"Just find a doctor, the imperial physicians in the palace are even more skilled. Once you find one, they can prescribe some medicine, and after a few days, you'll recover!" Fu Tu said.

He can prescribe medicine himself.

I know about the black egg issue.

The cut was not quite right.

We need to start over.

But the current Black Egg can't withstand another cut.

At the very least, you need to have ginseng in your mouth.

"We can't find the imperial physician!"

"I'll go!" Futu exclaimed.

They walked outside.

Wearing eunuch's clothes, he wouldn't attract attention, and the imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital naturally wouldn't make a house call just for a lowly eunuch.

However, they are not too picky about some inexpensive medicinal materials.

Those who are treated harshly are the ones who fail in palace intrigue.

No one knows how these young eunuchs, who are still children, will grow up to be.

As long as there are no eunuchs who dislike the noble masters, they will show some kindness.

Thus, the Buddha successfully obtained some very common and inexpensive medicinal herbs.

Back in the purification room, he asked someone to prepare the medicine. At the same time, he asked the person who was to be sent to the palace to go to the small courtyard outside the palace to ask his mother for some purple ginseng slices, just in case!

Su Jiaoniang found the person who came to her to be a complete stranger.

She didn't know her at all.

At this point, she had to admit that Futu was no longer the child she had worried about and fretted over.

His world is vast, and he has already taken a significant step forward.

His future journey will be to the stars and the sea.

She no longer needs to worry that he will become a pervert.

There's no need to worry that he'll become a bad person.

look!

He now also proactively offers a helping hand to a stranger.

Such a thing happening to a Buddha is extremely rare.

However, this is what happened.

This proves that the child's heart is slowly coming back to life.

Even so!

But she still hoped he would be more selfish, because selfish people always seem to have a better life.

Just pay a little attention to others.

The purple ginseng slices were placed in the sachet, which was filled to the brim.

Murders happen every day in the palace.

If Futu were to transform into Mary Sue, he would need to have enough resources to save people.

The people sent by the Buddha took the ginseng slices and left immediately.

They walked towards the direction of the palace.

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Xiao Ya, Gou Hua, and Guo Guo went to the market again.

They've been coming every day for the past two days.

Besides jianbing guozi (Chinese crepes), they also made mala tang (spicy hot pot).

The emergence of mala tang (a type of spicy hot pot) has impacted the businesses of those in the surrounding area to varying degrees.

So the people in the market set their sights on the three children.

With this stall around, their business will be difficult.

Ruining someone's business is like killing their parents.

Can we tolerate this?

So some people went looking for the thugs on this street.

However, when the thug heard the person they wanted to deal with rub his wrist, shudder, and immediately shake his head, saying that he had changed professions.

They went to do other things.

They didn't continue there.

These people can only find fault with others!

The little girl is selling spicy hot pot.

A group of beggars approached.

These people are not young, but they have all their arms and legs, making them more healthy than those in the disabled children's home, and they can run faster.

They walked up to the stall, their pungent odor driving away the people in line.

The business instantly lost half its value.

Someone walked up to a small table where people were eating spicy hot pot, and suddenly drool started flowing from their mouth.

It fell directly into someone else's bowl.

Some people even stick their blackened fingers, which smelled terrible and had been picking at something, directly into other people's bowls.

Drooling and dirty fingers again.

These people even had dried bits of feces and urine on their clothes.

They'll make people as disgusting as possible!

Is this still edible?

It's disgusting to eat.

It would be such a waste not to eat, and the people eating immediately looked unhappy!

"Oh ho, you're not going to eat this? I'll eat it!" After the beggar asked, he immediately picked up the bowl.

Pour it into your mouth.

It even makes a purring sound!

The little girl was so angry that she bent the spoon in her hand.

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