Chu Qingzhi took Tang Jinghong’s robe and put it on him. “Your clothes are torn. Put on your robe for the time being. I’ll go to the clothing shop to buy you a new set.”
Tang Jinghong lowered his face slightly and nodded. “Come back quickly.”
“Okay.” Chu Qingzhi pursed her lips into a faint smile. Jinghong seemed to be shy, which made him look very cute.
Chu Qingzhi walked out.
Tang Jinghong only looked up when he heard the door close. He pursed his lips. Was he too nervous just now?
Chu Qingzhi came to the outer room and walked towards Yuan Hongjun behind the counter.
Yuan Hongjun was still wearing his bloodstained clothes. The arrow had hit his thigh. He had treated his wound and was preparing the antidote.
As a Divine Doctor, he had also dabbled in poison. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have a few bottles of poison on him.
Chu Qingzhi waved her hand in front of Yuan Hongjun. “Hongjun, I’m going out for a while.”
“Okay.” Yuan Hongjun looked up at Chu Qingzhi with a complicated gaze.
In the canyon, Chu Qingzhi could actually mix four poisons to make an antidote to suppress the poison. If it was him, he knew very well that he could not do it. Her attainments in the Dao of medicine were much greater than his.
Chu Qingzhi came to the clothing shop and chose a black robe for Tang Jinghong and a light blue robe for Yuan Hongjun.
Then, he went to the restaurant to take away some food before returning to the medical center.
Chu Qingzhi handed the robe to Yuan Hongjun. “Hurry up and change out your dirty clothes.”
Yuan Hongjun looked at the robe in front of him in a daze. It was his favorite color. He did not expect Chu Qingzhi to buy a robe for him. “Miss Chu, thank you.”
Chu Qingzhi smiled at him. “You’re welcome. 1’11 go in and help Jinghong put on his clothes first. 1 bought food. Come in to eat later.”
Yuan Hongjun’s gaze moved down and landed on the food box. He nodded innocently.
Chu Qingzhi knocked on the door and walked into the room. “Jinghong, does your wound hurt?”
Tang Jinghong sat by the bed and frowned as he pondered something. When he heard Chu Qingzhi’s voice, he looked up. “It doesn’t hurt. It’s just a little itchy. 1 can tolerate it.”
Chu Qingzhi placed the food box on the table and walked towards Tang Jinghong with the clothes. “Come on, put on the new clothes.”
Tang Jinghong felt ill at ease again. He took the clothes. “Qingzhi, I can put it on myself.”
Chu Qingzhi blinked and held back her laughter. “I’ve already seen your body. There’s no need to be so shy, right?”
A faint blush appeared on Tang Jinghong’s handsome face. He stood up and walked behind the screen. He said softly, “Still, we are not married yet.”
Chu Qingzhi laughed and said, “If you find it difficult to put it on yourself, you can call me. Anyway, you’re my future husband.”
Tang Jinghong’s face turned completely red, and he felt sweet because of Chu Qingzhi’s words.
The dishes were taken out from the food box and placed on the table. Yuan Hongjun walked in and sat on the stool. “Miss Chu, you’re really considerate.”
Tang Jinghong changed into new clothes and walked out from behind the screen. “Of course. If not for Qingzhi, we wouldn’t have been able to come out of the canyon alive.”
Yuan Hongjun thought of Chu Qingzhi’s superb medical skills. “Miss Chu, is it ok for you to tell me from whom you learned your medical skills?”
Chu Qingzhi said half-jokingly and seriously, “My master is a hermit expert. Why are you asking about him?”
Yuan Hongjun stammered in embarrassment, “1,1 also want to learn from him. He’s too powerful. If 1 can learn from him, I might be as powerful as you.”
Chu Qingzhi smiled and said, “I’m his last disciple. He won’t take in any more disciples.”
Tang Jinghong looked over curiously. “Qingzhi, I’ve never heard you mention your master.”
Chu Qingzhi scooped rice for the two of them and said, “He’s been wandering the world. I haven’t seen him for a long time.”
Tang Jinghong said, “Then when he comes back in the future, you must tell me. I’ll go and thank him for nurturing such a good disciple.”
Chu Qingzhi replied readily, “Sure.”
Yuan Hongjun looked at the two of them, his eyes filled with confusion. “Brother Tang, why are you being so nice to Miss Chu?”
Tang Jinghong held Chu Qingzhi’s hand and looked at her affectionately. “Because she is my fiancee.”
Yuan Hongjun opened his mouth wide in disbelief. “Fiancee…?”
Tang Jinghong smiled and said, “Hurry up and eat. After eating, we’ll find an inn to stay for the night. Then, we’ll return to the capital tomorrow.”
“Oh, ok…” Yuan Hongjun still couldn’t imagine that Brother Tang had fallen in love with a girl.
However, Brother Tang’s taste was really good. Miss Chu was good at everything. Her martial arts and medical skills were good. She could control hundreds of beasts. No one in the entire Daling Dynasty could do these things. If not for the fact that Miss Chu was engaged, he would also be tempted to woo her.
“By the way, Miss Chu, I have another question for you.”
“What is it?”
Yuan Hongjun put on the look of an innocent young man and asked hopefully, “Do you want to take in a disciple?”
Chu Qingzhi was speechless.
“You want to be my disciple?”
Yuan Hongjun nodded and said seriously, “Miss Chu, you’re so powerful. You must have surpassed your master. It’s the same if I acknowledge you as my master.”
Chu Qingzhi was lazy and didn’t want to do something as tiring as teaching a disciple. “We can learn from each other.”
Yuan Hongjun said childishly, “So that means you rejected me?”
Chu Qingzhi picked up some food for Yuan Hongjun. “Hurry up and eat. We can talk about this after the matters at hand are resolved.”
Yuan Hongjun thought about it and agreed. “Okay.”
Tang Jinghong looked at Yuan Hongjun. “How’s the antidote?”
Yuan Hongjun shook his head dejectedly. “I haven’t made it yet, but 1’11 try to make it as soon as possible.”
Tang Jinghong patted Yuan Hongjun’s shoulder. “Don’t give yourself too much pressure. If you are stumped, you can ask the expert in front of you.”
Yuan Hongjun’s eyes lit up. “Yes, Brother Tang, thank you for reminding me of this.”
Chu Qingzhi, Tang Jinghong, and Yuan Hongjun came to the place where the herbs were stored in the medical center.
Chu Qingzhi brought the chair over. “Jinghong, sit.”
Tang Jinghong obediently sat on the chair and held Chu Qingzhi’s hand. “Qingzhi, if they don’t have the herbs, we can go to the Imperial Hospital to make the antidote.”
There were people from the Imperial Hospital who specialized in collecting herbs. They had the best medical resources in the world. The Imperial Hospital had herbs that the people had. Of course, the Imperial Hospital also had herbs that the people did not have..
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