Translator: _Min_
Feng San:
Indeed, money always works.
Yu Xiheng raised an eyebrow, his voice calm, “Extend your hand.”
Si Fuqing extended her hand, only then noticing some red marks from the hot water on her palm, “It’s nothing serious, just a small injury.”
His fingertips were cool, applying the ointment on her skin as softly as snowflakes kissing lips, light and airy.
Si Fuqing felt a tickle.
“It’s done,” Yu Xiheng lowered his hand. “There are many insects here, be careful.”
“Hmm, those two scorpions must have been artificially bred,” Si Fuqing nodded. “Immune to realgar and other medicines, and clever enough to evade cleaning. ”
They probably targeted her because she regularly carried medicinal herbs, attracting the scorpions.
Even she didn’t know the full extent of the Miracle Doctor Alliance’s resources.
“Yes,” Yu Xiheng agreed lightly. “These scorpions are cultivated with medicinal herbs, their whole body is poison. You handled them promptly.”
“By the way, boss, the director gave me a day off. I’m going to watch my girlfriend’s assessment tomorrow,” Si Fuqing blinked. “Do you want to come and see?”
Yu Xiheng, resting his chin on his hand, smiled slightly, “Sure.”
“Then it’s settled.” Si Fuqing quickly retreated. “I’ll go rest now.” The best plan is often to flee.
For the sake of the year-end bonus, she was still a good employee.
Feng San was curious, “Which girlfriend of Miss Si, and what kind of assessment?”
Yu Xiheng didn’t hide it as he revealed, “Miracle Doctor Alliance.”
Feng San stuttered, “The, the Miracle Doctor Alliance?!”
The Miracle Doctor Alliance is in such a remote and secluded forest?
No, that’s not the point. The point is, Miss Si knows people from the Miracle Doctor Alliance?
With a snap, Feng San’s mind went blank.
It seems like the four major alliances are gathering to play mahjong.
The next day, at noon.
The annual assessment of the Miracle Doctor Alliance officially began.
The first assessment was on the cultivation of medicinal herbs.
Fang Mingquan was the earliest to arrive.
He had waited for a long time but didn’t see Jiang Luying seeking his help, darkening his mood.
It seemed Jiang Luying really didn’t want to pass this assessment.
Fang Mingquan approached the assessment area, first bowing deeply before speaking in a low voice, “Second Elder, Jiang Luying cultivated the Millennium Earth Treasure Flower, but it withered the day before yesterday. It’s already good that he could come today. I don’t know what other herbs he prepared, please don’t be too hard on him.”
“Withered?” The Second Elder’s face immediately darkened. “An annual assessment and he doesn’t take it seriously, why even participate?”
Fang Mingquan feigned concern, “Everyone knows how hard it is for Luying to grow the Millennium Earth Treasure Flower. Who could have expected it to wither? He must be upset too. Please, Second Elder, don’t blame him.” The Second Elder huffed coldly and said no more.
Nearby, a guard called the next participant, “Next, Jiang Luying.”
Jiang Luying stepped forward respectfully, “Great Elder, Second Elder, this is my submission for the assessment.”
He handed over a purple sandalwood box.
Fang Mingquan stood aside, watching coldly, taunting, “Jiang Luying, you really are something. Don’t try to fool the elders with ordinary Earth Treasure Flowers. The Miracle Doctor Alliance doesn’t tolerate idlers.”
The Great Elder, with eyes closed, waved his hand dismissively, “Little Two, check the quality.”
The Second Elder nodded, taking the purple sandalwood box from Jiang Luying and opened it.
The next second, his eyes widened in shock, and he stood up abruptly, “This, this is…”
The drowsy Great Elder also suddenly opened his eyes wide..