Nan Zhu's wife remained silent, as did He Yunxiao.
Nan Zhu's wife stared at He Yunxiao's wrist, while He Yunxiao stared at Nan Zhu's wife's tightly furrowed brows.
While I'm at it, I take a look at my wife's willow-leaf eyebrows, bright eyes, delicate nose, and small mouth... then down to her chin, jade-like neck... and further down to the undulating fabric...
Looking at his wife Nanzhu's delicate and gentle facial features, coupled with her fair and rosy skin like jade, He Yunxiao's unease and anxiety vanished.
My mother-in-law is truly the most beautiful woman in the world; she's incredibly fertile. My daughter, Nanzhu, is just as beautiful. I wonder what her future daughter will be like—she'll definitely be a stunning beauty. However, Nanzhu has hemophilia, which makes her unsuitable for having children. But if I give her a blood transfusion, I imagine there won't be any problems…
In that case, should I still undo the Soul-Devouring Pill?
The more He Yunxiao used it, the more he realized how effective the Soul-Devouring Pill was; its only drawback was that it was somewhat life-threatening. If that could be overcome, the Soul-Devouring Pill would be an absolute godsend!
Meng Qingrou felt He Yunxiao's pulse for a while, and after confirming it repeatedly, she finally looked up at him and said, "You have a problem."
Hearing what Nan Zhu's wife said, He Yunxiao, who was already mentally prepared, remained calm. Although he didn't seem too surprised, he had already made the worst-case scenario plan in his mind.
The worst-case scenario is that I won't live for more than a year.
Assuming neither the antidote from Nan Zhu nor the antidote girl works, and he truly doesn't live more than a year, He Yunxiao will accept it. From then on, he can simply stay with the female leads every day.
He Yunxiao had died once, so he wasn't so afraid of death. He was only worried that after his death, his younger sister Ziruo would become depressed, and his younger sister Du might not be able to think straight. He wasn't worried about his older sister Jiang's personality; although she would be sad, she certainly wouldn't do anything foolish. He didn't know the antidote girl very well, and she and Chuchu would probably forget about him.
As for Nanzhu's wife...
He Yunxiao looked up at his wife, Nanzhu, whose face was solemn, and said, "Nanzhu, just tell me what my problem is."
Meng Qingrou said with a serious expression, "You are very healthy."
He Yunxiao had already figured out how to arrange his wife Nanzhu's future life...
healthy?
He Yunxiao: ?
He Yunxiao asked in surprise, "Is your health not good?"
Meng Qingrou shook her head and said, "It's not that the health is bad, it's that it's wrong. Medical books say that after taking the Soul-Devouring Pill, a person's body should be strong on the outside but weak on the inside. The body may appear strong, but in fact, its potential and lifespan have been overdrawn."
He Yunxiao asked doubtfully, "Am I not all bark and no bite?"
Meng Qingrou said, "You too."
He Yunxiao: ...
"You are, but your level is very weak. How do I explain that? A normal person who has taken the Soul-Devouring Pill is like a highly skilled, centenarian. Although highly skilled, they cannot survive until their lifespan is nearing its end. You are not like that. You are a highly skilled, but decadent, womanizing playboy whose body has been weakened by wine and women..."
He Yunxiao quickly explained, "No, I didn't, don't talk nonsense. Although I have a bad reputation, I am not married yet and I have never bullied any other girls. If you don't believe me, you can check my yang energy. I guarantee it's abundant and not a drop is wasted."
When Meng Qingrou heard "abundant yang energy," she thought of the body she had just examined, and it was indeed as he said, extremely abundant, even excessively abundant.
Meng Qingrou studied medicine, so she knew a bit about strange things.
Upon hearing He Yunxiao's mention, Meng Qingrou immediately recalled the shame she felt when her mother taught her the relevant knowledge.
The mother said...giving birth is...it requires yang energy...He Yunxiao has abundant yang energy...
Even though Meng Qingrou intentionally gave He Yunxiao a cold shoulder, she was just a young girl, and she couldn't possibly keep up the act in this kind of situation.
Blushing, she could only say, with a mixture of embarrassment, anxiety, and anger, "You! I! I was just giving an example, I didn't really mean you're a 'playboy,' you! What are you thinking!"
Looking at Nan Zhu's wife's embarrassed and angry expression, He Yunxiao sighed inwardly: You're the one who's thinking the wrong thing.
He deliberately yielded to Nanzhu's wife, saying, "Alright, I won't say anymore, Dr. Nanzhu, please continue."
Thinking about that kind of thing, Meng Qingrou couldn't calm down for a while, so she sat on the stool, sulking and not saying a word, occasionally glaring at He Yunxiao with a blushing face, warning him not to mention "yang energy" again.
Upon learning that he not only wouldn't die immediately, but might even be quite healthy, He Yunxiao's mood changed.
He even happily began researching the Soul Eater's "nuclear-powered plowing" technique.
It's important to understand that while the State of Qi had many martial artists, their advantage over ordinary people lay not in physical strength, but in their internal energy. In other words, unless someone specialized in external martial arts, an ordinary person could still kill a master without internal energy protection by wielding a knife.
Take Chu Chu for example. Chu Chu, who cannot use internal energy, is no match for He Yunxiao in terms of physical strength alone, even though she is the champion of martial arts and the number one in the world.
Therefore, although oxen that practice martial arts may be better at plowing, it's only slightly better; at most, they can plow one more section than others, and that's about it.
But the far-sighted He Yunxiao understood that at the current rate of development, he would own at least five plots of land. He was young and strong now, so there was no problem, but what about the future?
Although He Yunxiao had no experience of paying taxes in his previous life, he often browsed forums and read mostly the "sofa wars" of the guys. Every night, the guys racked their brains to find a place to sleep on the sofa, and that was only the result of paying one tax.
I will have to pay at least five copies myself in the future!
He Yunxiao would rather suffer himself than let the female leads go hungry in the future.
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