Chapter 584 As long as you live long enough
Wei Qinglan reached out and covered Jiang Lisheng's mouth.
Jiang Lisheng blinked and looked at him, his eyes asking, so, what do you want?
Wei Qinglan paused for a moment, picked her up by the waist, and carried her back to the bedroom. He dried the water on her body, put her back on the bed, covered her eyes with one hand, sat beside the bed, not looking at her, and said in a cold and hoarse voice, "You continue to sleep."
Jiang Lisheng thought he was sick. He woke her up and had a quarrel with her. Now he didn't say anything and asked her to continue sleeping. She would sleep well before...
Can sleep.
She was too lazy to pay attention to this crazy person, so she simply closed her eyes and fell asleep quickly.
Wei Qinglan heard her even breathing, slowly loosened his hand, turned to look at her, her small face was as big as a palm, and there was deep fatigue between her brows. She was really very sleepy and tired, as if she didn't get enough sleep.
How could he tell her that he didn't recover more memories, but from Cang Shuang's memory, he saw him going crazy because of a woman.
I hate him like that.
I can't say it.
He would remember the look on her face when she scolded him that day and the look on her face when she was determined to leave.
He would never allow it, nor would he let it go.
But what should he do? In these seven days, he still hadn't made up his mind. She was right. He couldn't make up his mind. He was afraid that there would be no afterlife in this life.
The hall was quiet, without a trace of wind. Outside the window, there was not even a breath of wind. The osmanthus tree branches did not move.
Wei Qinglan sat there for a long time, looking at the burn on her neck, which was extremely annoying. He took out a healing pill from his storage ring and fed it into her mouth. After waiting for a while, the wound on her neck was still there. The pill obviously had no effect.
He tried several different kinds of pills one by one. The burns on her neck remained unchanged, but the kiss marks he had left on her did fade.
It seems that the pills she made are ineffective against the damage caused by his magic power.
He took out the ointment for external injuries from his storage ring and applied a thick layer on her body. After waiting for half a day and removing the ointment, he found that it still had no effect.
He stood up irritably, walked out of the hall, and summoned Cang Shuang to his side.
Cang Shuang thought about it for seven days, and the master finally summoned him. He didn't know what instructions he had this time. He stood respectfully on the jade steps, "Master."
Wei Qinglan ordered him, "Go find some medicine to heal the skin wound."
Cang Shuang was stunned for a moment, "Healing superficial...injuries?"
He suspected that he had heard wrongly, and that his master was injured and needed medicine.
Wei Qinglan had no expression on her face. "For my Madam's use."
Cang Shuang suddenly realized.
He turned around and took two steps, then turned back, "Madam, isn't she good at medicine and magic? Now you can't heal yourself?"
Are the restrictions that Demon Realm places on Madam so severe?
Wei Qinglan was annoyed, "Her injury was caused by me, I don't care about it myself."
Cang Shuang: “…”
Okay, he understood. As a single guy, he shouldn’t ask.
Just as he was about to leave, Wei Qinglan added, "The elixirs taken internally by the Immortal Sect and the healing holy medicine applied on her body will not work on the part of her body that was injured by me. She needs medicine from the Demon Realm to heal external injuries."
Cang Shuang agreed and went there immediately.
Wei Qinglan did not return to the inner hall, but stood on the steps, waiting for Cang Shuang to come back.
About an hour later, Cang Shuang came back panting, but empty-handed. He said in embarrassment: "Master, I have searched the entire Demon Realm, but there is no medicine to heal skin injuries. Our Demon Realm was destroyed before, and it has just been restored. Everywhere is being rebuilt, and the pharmacy and medical hall are still empty shells..."
Wei Qinglan's face darkened, "Then let someone go and make the medicine quickly."
Cang Shuang was in a more difficult situation. "Master, you know your magic power, right? Even if you ask the magic doctor to make medicine, it will only be an ordinary healing medicine, which may not be able to cure the injuries you inflicted."
Seeing that Wei Qinglan's face looked even uglier, he quickly said, "I will tell someone to try refining it as soon as possible."
He just walked away.
Wei Qinglan called him, "I'll go with you."
Cang Shuang was horrified, "You are going to..."
Wei Qinglan didn't answer and just looked at him.
Cang Shuang swallowed the rest of the words and quickly signaled to his master to go first and he would not say any more.
The Demon Realm was being rebuilt everywhere. The medical hall was indeed just as Cang Shuang said, still an empty shell, with some magic flowers and herbs piled together, in a mess everywhere.
Several magic doctors gathered together, studying how to make medicine for healing. After all, Lord Cang Shuang had just come, and the master wanted to find him, so they had to make the medicine quickly.
But unexpectedly, the Lord came in person.
The magic doctors quickly knelt on the ground, "Master."
Wei Qinglan glanced at the messy environment with disdain and said, "I will refine it together with you. The sooner the better."
The magic doctors were all shocked and looked up at the master, but they couldn't tell anything from his face as he was too expressionless. They then quickly looked at Cang Shuang.
Cang Shuang mouthed a word silently, "For my wife, urgent."
The magic doctors immediately understood, got up from the ground and started refining the medicine.
They had not expected Wei Qinglan to be of any help. After all, ten thousand years ago, or even earlier, the master had never been to the medicine hall, let alone made healing medicine by himself. The Demon Realm was not as particular as the Immortal Gate. Monsters were born with powerful recovery abilities. As long as their demon hearts were not completely shattered, they could recover by themselves even if they were missing limbs or something. Therefore, although this medicine hall was not just a decoration, its role was not that great, and its status was not that important. Unlike the Immortal Gate, which had a wide variety of elixirs, the Demon Realm's medicine hall was mainly used to refine medicines that helped the monsters better absorb demonic energy, refine demonic energy, and improve their cultivation. As for healing medicines, not to say that they did not exist, only a few delicate and too weak monsters would use them, and if they used them, they would be laughed at for their weak healing abilities.
These demon doctors had never thought that one day they would have to specially refine medicine for healing, and that the Demon Lord would personally supervise and make medicine for them.
It's true that if you live long enough, you can see everything.
Wei Qinglan asked: "How can I make medicine to cure the external injuries I caused?"
The magic doctors looked at each other, and one of them spoke cautiously: "Master, if the injury you caused was caused by you, you can heal it yourself. But if it is your wife, because your wife is from the immortal sect, it will be more difficult to deal with. It will take a lot of power from the immortal sect to heal it. If you want to refine healing medicine, this... has never been done before. If you want it to work now, I'm afraid you have to mix in some of your magic power, or refine it with blood..."
Cang Shuang's expression changed, "Nonsense, the Demon Lord has a noble body, how can he..."
Wei Qinglan scolded, "Shut up."
Cang Shuang immediately shut up.
Wei Qinglan looked at the magic doctors and said, "I'll listen to you and refine it like this."
The magic doctor glanced at Cang Shuang, then said to Wei Qinglan carefully and respectfully: "But your body is indeed damaged. You have just been resurrected, so it is best not to..."
Wei Qinglan was impatient, "No need to waste time, just refine it as you said."
The magic doctor should be.
Monthly ticket, huh?
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