Considering their family's actual situation, Qiu Niang and Hu Tangdi changed their money-making plans. They hardly ever went out, spending their time at home tinkering with traditional Chinese clothing. One of them made the clothes, and the other took photos. They also had to buy groceries and cook, so they were really busy.
Of course, the main reason was that she had only posted one video before, and many netizens in the comments section asked where to buy the clothes and how much they cost. This instantly encouraged Qiu Niang, and she felt more confident when talking to Hu Tangdi about filming.
In fact, Hu Tangdi, who loves beauty and showing off, would never miss this opportunity. It's just that she didn't have time before. And whether she likes Qiu Niang or not is another matter, but when it comes to beauty, the two of them have a lot in common.
Qiu Niang's beauty lies in her dignified and elegant demeanor, while Hu Tangdi's beauty lies in her charming and alluring nature. This is naturally reflected in their clothing as well. Therefore, the two often disagree but can eventually reach a harmonious consensus.
Even when they were all busy, whoever had time would cook for Shang Lin. In short, no matter how busy they were, they couldn't let their sect leader eat takeout.
Qiu Niang and Hu Tangdi disagreed again on the pricing of the clothes. Well, the main problem was that they didn't know how to price them appropriately, since they couldn't mass-produce them and had many factors to consider.
In the end, they still asked the sect leader. Even a genius like Shang Lin has his weaknesses. They checked the prices of ancient-style clothing online, but couldn't find any prices that were of reference value.
However, Shang Lin still knew the principle of "you get what you pay for," so he told Qiu Niang, "Just add one-third to the price you proposed."
Qiu Niang didn't understand the sect leader's pricing method at all, but in the end she did as he said. As the saying goes, they couldn't mass-produce anyway.
After the first piece of traditional Chinese clothing was sold, it was time for Shang Lin's first mock exam. However, his fragile body could not escape the spring flu, and he caught a cold and fever.
This was the first time Shang Lin had fallen ill since returning from a medical check-up at the provincial hospital last year. Considering the time elapsed, it had been quite a while, which may have been the reason he was so badly taken down.
Shang Lin lay in bed, delirious with fever. He had tried both Chinese and Western medicine, but with little effect. His family members at home were extremely anxious and could only place their hopes on the Divine Lord.
But the God-King looked bitter. “In my previous life, I was an ancient dragon. I never caught a cold or fever from birth to death. Moreover, even the weakest dragon is several times stronger than a human. I don’t dare to experiment on Shang Lin. He’s as weak as a chicken right now.”
Everyone looked at each other, their faces filled with anxiety. "What should we do?"
What to do? Well, all the deity could say was, "Just keep him on track with medication to prevent the fever from continuing. He's a genius; as long as he can stay conscious for a while, he can heal himself."
Hu Tangdi said anxiously, "Then the sect leader has to wake up first. He's in such a daze with a high fever... Oh, right, take him to the hospital! Aren't hospitals in the human realm capable of treating all sorts of difficult and complicated diseases? What's a little cold and fever?"
The deity suddenly slapped his forehead, “That’s right, Shang Lin is human now, so he should be treated the way humans do. Xiao Ji, hurry up and take him to the hospital.”
Although everyone knew that Shang Lin was in poor health, apart from his pale complexion and slightly weak voice, he did not show any other signs. In particular, his calm demeanor in the face of danger and his gentle, always smiling appearance made people forget that he was a frail and sickly person.
But precisely because of this, Shang Lin's collapse caught everyone off guard, and they couldn't think straight. Upon hearing the Divine Lord's words, Ji Xiaoyao immediately put on his coat, grabbed his money and ID card, and prepared to take Shang Lin to the hospital.
Qiu Niang and Hu Tangdi hurriedly found warm clothes for Shang Lin, fearing that he might get cold due to his fever and that the warming measures were inadequate. After all, no one dared to use magic on him in this condition, for fear of making his fragile body even worse.
Hu Tangdi reached out to help Shang Lin put on his thick coat, but as soon as his hand touched Shang Lin's arm, he was thrown back by a strong force, and then a phantom image instantly rose from Shang Lin's body.
The Divine Lord immediately opened the Dragon Spirit Tower, enveloping Shang Lin's bedroom within it, thus averting a disaster. However, before everyone could recover from their shock, the illusory figure vanished.
The deity tentatively floated on Shang Lin's body, but was not attacked at all. He subconsciously looked at Ji Xiaoyao, "Why don't you try it too?"
Ji Xiaoyao was puzzled, but he still reached out to Shang Lin, prepared to be bounced away, but there was no movement at all. Everyone fell into deep thought, wondering what had just happened.
Hu Tangdi, who had been thrown back, quickly flew back and said in utter astonishment, "Sect Master isn't just having a cold or fever, is he about to mutate? Was his previous incarnation also a demon cultivator?"
The deity said with certainty, "He was also a human in his previous life, but a very powerful one. The current situation is probably caused by the original owner of this body."
"The original owner?!" Qiu Niang and Hu Tangdi both looked at the Divine Lord. "What do you mean by that?"
There was no need to hide Shang Lin's situation now, so the Divine Lord told the truth, "In his previous life, he was Shang Lin, the sect leader of the Yuntai Sect in the cultivation world. He failed his tribulation and was struck by lightning and sent to the human world. His soul transmigrated into the body of a young boy named Shang Lin. However, this young boy has been bedridden for a long time. It seems that there may be other secrets. Did any of you see what that phantom was just now?"
They looked at each other, then shook their heads in unison. They couldn't be blamed; after all, it happened suddenly, in just a few seconds, giving them no time to react.
Qiu Niang hurriedly said, "What should we do now that the sect leader is like this? Should we still send him to the hospital?"
Faced with this unknown situation, everyone looked to the God of War for answers, but he had never encountered this situation before and could only say, "Go online and see if there are any other ways to lower body temperature."
Even though the phantom didn't reappear, what if it did? At home, things are manageable, but if they were outside... well, who knows what the situation would be like.
Qiu Niang and Hu Tangdi subconsciously took out their phones and started searching online for ways to lower a high fever. In addition to taking antipyretics, there was also physical cooling, which involved wiping areas of the body that were easy to dissipate heat, such as the forehead, palms, and armpits, with a mixture of alcohol and warm water.
They actually had alcohol at home. Qiu Niang and Hu Tangdi made it exactly as they found online, but when they were about to wipe Shang Lin, they stopped. At least Hu Tangdi, who had just been pushed away, didn't dare to reach out.
Ji Xiaoyao hurriedly said, "It's not convenient for you to come if I do."
In General Ji's mind, the idea that men and women should not touch each other was deeply ingrained, and the upper limit was that no part of the body other than the forearm and lower leg should be seen.
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