Chapter 114 It hurts, it really hurts.
Ao Cang didn't dare to utter a sound, but his frequently blinking thick eyelashes and his golden eyes, which sparkled with excitement, revealed his current state of mind.
Qiao Mei had heard Grandpa Xu mention mental energy disorder before, when she was learning to disassemble and assemble mechs with him.
Most powerful awakened individuals will have this disease.
Even in interstellar space with such advanced medical conditions, this disease cannot be completely cured. After each attack, it can only be temporarily relieved by drinking recovery fluid.
And the next time, it will happen in the same way.
Ao Cang is a deity, fundamentally different from those sacred beasts. It's not impossible that he might have a way to help heal mental disorder.
Furthermore, the only way he could receive a reward of 30 million is if he provided something extremely rare.
A method that can cure mental disorder would perfectly meet this condition.
Qiao Mei pulled back these surging thoughts, and at this moment, a sense of blame and self-reproach actually appeared in her red eyes.
She blamed Ao Cang for not taking care of his own body, and felt guilty for being so weak that she gave him the opportunity to make money for her by harming himself.
She had so much to say, but in the end, she swallowed it all back down and instead asked him in a hoarse voice what method he had used to cure the mental disorder.
The girl's face showed no anger, but Ao Cang still keenly sensed an invisible pressure surrounding her, making him feel a little suffocated.
"Dragon blood." He spoke, giving her the truthful answer, then lowered his dragon head even further, seemingly certain that he would be reprimanded by her in the next moment.
However, he only heard a very soft question, and a warm touch was pressed against the dragon's head. It was her forehead touching his, and she asked him almost in a whisper, "Does it hurt?"
It hurts, how could it not hurt?
For him now, dragon blood is the third most important thing, after his heart and dragon tendons.
In addition, his dragon body had been tormented by death energy, and his flesh was already on the verge of rotting.
To be honest, it's like when a person's wound has just grown a very thin layer, which can't even be called a scab, and then you forcibly tear off this scab to take the blood inside.
That kind of pain is indescribable.
But at the time, he thought that if he got the interstellar coins, his little follower would smile, so he didn't think much of it.
It wasn't until she brought it up again and gently asked him if it hurt that he carefully recalled the incident and realized that it had indeed been very painful.
Even someone as powerful as him broke out in a cold sweat, with veins bulging on his forehead.
The Dragon God raised his golden eyes and met the gaze of the girl with a concerned look in her eyes.
He knew perfectly well that in this situation, he had to say he wasn't in pain to lessen her worry.
But he still didn't do that. Instead, he rubbed his dragon head against her, his voice even carrying a hint of grievance: "It hurts, it really hurts."
The moment he said those words, a pang of sadness shot through Qiao Mei's nose, but she managed to suppress it. After sniffing, she gently kissed his dragon head, her delicate white hands stroking his back as she comforted him.
"It's all over now, but since it hurts, you should learn from it. Even if you could manage the mental chaos on Xu Heyu's side, I wouldn't let you. Just pretend you don't know anything, okay?"
It's not that she's selfish or cold-hearted, but rather that everyone has a scale in their heart that leans in one direction.
The weight that Ao Cang placed in that plate was so heavy that it pressed the plate to the bottom, making it impossible for anyone to surpass.
Ao Cang obediently tapped the faucet, and Xu Heyu replied that the clothes were the perfect size and that he could go put the washing machine there himself.
"You're a guest, so it's not appropriate to trouble you. Just stay put. By the time I finish tidying up, the drying process should be complete. By the way, is there anything you need me to bring back for you? If so, let me know in advance."
When Qiao Mei said these words, her tone was exactly like that of someone talking to a friend.
Xu Heyu noticed it, but didn't think anything of it.
As long as he can maintain a not-too-distant relationship with her, that's enough for him.
As for more, it depends not only on human effort but also on whether fate will be on our side.
He mentioned some books he needed, compiled them into a list, and sent it to Qiao Mei's computer account on his new computer. Qiao Mei then noticed that he had a new bracelet on his right wrist.
The bracelet is sapphire blue, and when light shines on it, it reflects light like falling stars.
It was the birthday gift she gave him last night.
However, she didn't think anything of it. After all, Xu Heyu had told her before that he no longer liked her, so he probably didn't mean anything by wearing it now.
Ao Cang also saw it. When Qiao Mei returned to her bedroom to change her clothes and comb her hair and put on light makeup, he suddenly asked her if she had any other unwanted accessories.
"What? You didn't see Xu Heyu wearing it and want to wear it too, did you? All you do all day is use the dragon body. I'm giving you one, but you already wear a life force necklace. Where are you going to wear anything else?"
Ao Cang hesitated, using his dragon claws to pull at the leaves of the potted plant on the windowsill, while saying something contrary to his true feelings: "This has nothing to do with him. I just suddenly remembered that An'an, you've never given me anything."
"Alright." Qiao Mei put down her lipstick, put on her cherry-pink shawl, picked up Ao Cang, wrapped her arms around his neck, and rubbed his dragon face. "Since it's what my Cang Cang wants, how can I say no to you? Perfect, I remember there's a small commercial street near the Sacred Beast Treatment Center. Let's buy it first, then go find Dean Li."
When it comes to matters related to Ao Cang, Qiao Mei is always very easy to talk to.
Once they arrived at the shopping street, she generously stated that he could buy as much as he wanted, and she would do her best to satisfy him.
Ao Cang blushed and said in a weak voice, "One is fine, preferably one that you picked out yourself, and I want you to buy one just like mine to wear."
Upon hearing this, Qiao Mei was stunned for a moment, thinking to herself, "Then isn't this a couple's item?"
After secretly rejoicing at being able to take advantage of Ao Cang again, when it came time to choose a style, she directly asked the salesperson to recommend a couple's style.
She knew perfectly well that Ao Cang could hear her, but she still deliberately said it, claiming that she could find what they needed more quickly.
Ao Cang wasn't stupid; of course he knew what "couple's items" meant.
Strangely, when he heard the word being used to describe him and Qiao Mei, he felt a strange sweetness in his heart.
Just then, a somewhat surprised female voice came from behind Qiao Mei.
"What? Matching sets for couples?"
Xu, ex-husband, and Yu: So, nobody cares whether I live or die? (Gou Gou collapses and cries)
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