Minglong: "Why aren't you talking? Are you trying to shirk your responsibility?"
Wang Chuci hurriedly shook his head and denied it: "No! When I get better, I will definitely find a way to pay it back."
Narcissus Pavilion saved him, not only healing his tendons and veins, but also repairing his dantian, allowing him to stand up again and practice again, no longer a useless person. It was a great favor to him, and he was ready to repay it with his whole life. Unexpectedly, the woman turned around and handed him a bill, saying that he only needed to pay off the debt.
I feel like my gratitude is misplaced.
Of course, Narcissus Pavilion is willing to take me in, feed me elixirs, and apply medicine to my wounds. This is also a favor, which cannot be bought out with money.
"That's good. Just lie down and don't move around, lest you rub the ointment off and affect the repair of your tendons and veins." Minglong gave this instruction and was about to turn and leave.
At this time, Wang Chuci's stomach began to rumble.
His face suddenly turned red and he wanted to bury himself in the quilt.
Minglong then realized that it was normal for the kid to be hungry since he had been lying down for two days, so he took out a bottle of fasting pills, poured out one and fed it to him.
"If anything happens, just yell, I'll be outside."
Wang Chuci said gratefully, "Okay, thank you."
He wanted to ask her name, but he didn't know how to start.
Unexpectedly, Minglong walked to the door and suddenly seemed to remember something and said, "Oh, right, my name is Minglong, Ming for Mingyue and Long for Linglong."
Wang Chuci: "Yes, I remember it."
Minglong, what a nice name.
Upon learning that Wang Chuci had woken up, Xue Huan came to visit him and brought him a lot of food, including fruits, snacks, and a bunch of fragrant white roses.
After a night of rest, Wang Chuci was able to move around a little. When he saw her coming, he got out of bed and greeted her.
Xue Huan quickly raised her hand to stop him: "Your injury hasn't healed yet, don't move."
Minglong next to him pushed him back.
Xue Huan came to the bedside, and Ming Long quickly brought a stool over for her. "Miss Zhao, please sit down."
Xue Huan sat down and placed her hand on Wang Chuci's wrist. "Let me take a look at your condition. Don't resist."
Wang Chuci nodded.
A strand of Xue Huan's spiritual power flowed through her fingertips into the meridians on his wrist, traveled along several major meridians in his body, and finally reached his dantian.
The Dantian can be said to be the second most private place of a cultivator besides the sea of consciousness, and it cannot be touched easily. However, Wang Chuci's cultivation has been abolished, and his Dantian is now empty, so there is no secret at all. Secondly, Xue Huan is a doctor to him at the moment, and there is no need to be shy in front of a doctor.
After examining you, Xue Huan said, "Your Dantian has been completely repaired, and your tendons and veins have grown back. With continued exercise, you'll be back to normal."
Although Wang Chuci also realized that his condition had improved, he was still excited and happy when he heard Xue Huan say it clearly, and thanked Xue Huan incoherently.
Xue Huan stood up and said, "Then you should take good care of yourself and I won't bother you anymore."
Wang Chuci hurriedly said, "Master Zhao, take care." He watched Xue Huan leave.
Minglong waved her hand in front of his eyes and jokingly said, "Why, you're reluctant to see Master Zhao go?"
"No, I'm just grateful to Master Zhao, don't misunderstand me." Wang Chuci explained hurriedly.
Minglong was puzzled: "What did I misunderstand? It's time to eat. I'll go to the kitchen to get you something to eat."
Wang Chuci lay on the bed and sighed softly.
After Xue Huan left Wang Chuci's room, she did not leave Narcissus Pavilion, but went to find Qing Yuan.
"This is the snack I made, called puffs, and there are also small cakes. Try them." Xue Huan took out the snacks from the wooden box.
After frequent visits to the black market, Xue Huan and Qing Yuan became familiar with each other and could be considered friends.
Qing Yuan's eyes lit up. As Chang Ming's right-hand man, she usually managed various miscellaneous matters in the black market and had to appear capable and calm, but deep down she was still a little woman who liked sweets and beautiful and cute things.
But it is not easy to show it in normal times, so as not to appear undignified and unstable, and lose dignity in front of subordinates.
But there is no such concern in front of Master Zhao.
She picked up a puff, held it with her other hand, brought it to her mouth and took a careful bite. The sweet cream inside immediately overflowed, filling her mouth with soft, sweet flavor. It was so delicious!
"Xiaoxian, how are you so amazing! Not only can you make pills and draw talismans, but the food you make is so delicious! Woohoo, if I were a man, I would be so eager to become your male concubine."
As for marrying her, she is not that arrogant yet. It is already a great achievement for her to be a male concubine.
Unfortunately, her wish was destined not to come true.
Xue Huan laughed heartily and pinched her cheek. "Why does it have to be a man? Two women can also fall in love. Haven't you heard of the term 'grinding the mirror'?"
Qing Yuan was stunned when she heard this, as if the door to a new world had been opened.
Xue Huan enthusiastically explained to her the new century's view of love - as long as there is love, age is not a problem, gender is not a problem, and species is not a problem!
Then I told her a bunch of pure love stories.
Qing Yuan was stunned by what she heard.
Before she knew it, the whole afternoon had passed. Xue Huan suddenly remembered, "Oh, I almost forgot. I came to you to ask you to do me a favor."
"What's the matter?"
"Please help me secretly investigate Wang Chuci's character."
Qing Yuan didn't ask why and agreed immediately.
And why did Xue Huan ask her to help?
Didn't she get the Taihuan Sutra, a fairy-level technique, from Changmei Zhenren? The old man was determined to find a disciple to pass on this technique and his memories.
It happened that when she was approaching Wang Chuci, the jade slip in her sea of consciousness that recorded the "Taihuan Sutra" suddenly moved, as if a radar had detected a target.
Xue Huan guessed that Wang Chuci's physique was more suitable for practicing the "Taihuan Sutra", so he was favored by the jade slip.
It just so happened that Wang Chuci's cultivation was destroyed, and if he wanted to start over, he would need to choose another technique - after all, he had completely severed ties with the Wang family, and it was definitely impossible for him to practice the previous technique. If his character was fine, she would pass the technique to him.
This also means that Changmei Zhenren has a successor.
Afterwards, Xue Huan handed over a batch of recovery pills and pulse-replenishing ointments to Qing Yuan.
She had not thought of refining these two medicines before, but was inspired by Wang Chuci and refined a batch at one time. In addition to using them for Wang Chuci, the rest could be sold in the shop.
In the spiritual world, the destruction of the Dantian is an extremely serious matter, which basically means the end of one's cultivation career, so Wang Chuci was so desperate before.
Broken tendons and veins are better, but repairing them is not an easy task.
But for Xue Huan, these are no big deal. Dantian damaged? A recovery pill will fix it. Broken tendons? How about the pulse-repairing ointment?
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