"Master, Junior Uncle, are all these carriages filled with medicine?" Yun Qingluo asked in surprise.
She remembered that when the two of them left, they said they wanted to go out and see the local customs and culture of the Xuancang Continent.
If this place is full of medicinal herbs, where would they find the time to travel and enjoy the scenery, or to experience local customs and culture?
The master walked to Yun Qingluo's side, patted the back of Yun Qingluo's head, and said with a smile, "Yes, they are all medicinal herbs, which your junior uncle and I refined."
The Ghost Doctor continued, "Back when you were still sick, Mo Beichen was secretly building up his power. Now that you're better, he might be even more focused on building up his power. We can roughly guess what you're planning to do."
Yun Qiao's eyes welled up with tears.
Before he could say anything, they had already delivered what he needed most to him.
What they delivered wasn't raw medicinal herbs, but rather the finished medicine they had painstakingly refined.
Yun Qingluo was so moved that she couldn't say anything.
Her voice choked with sobs as she spoke, "You, you clearly said you were going to travel and have fun, yet you went through so much trouble for me... for me."
They're not family, but they treat me better than family.
Back then, because of his illness, he traveled thousands of miles to the unfamiliar Xuancang Continent to find medicine, refine medicine, and cure himself.
If I hadn't discovered my illness, I think the two of them would have planned to keep it from me and secretly cure me.
The reason she could live such a foolish and naive life in her past life was simply because someone else bore the burden for her.
"Oh dear, we did all this to make you happy, not to make you cry. Quick, quick, wipe away your tears. If anyone sees this, they'll think we're bullying a little girl."
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