"She just plainly doesn’t like me, tossing me out. And then she carried you out?"
Ouyang’s heart felt very uncomfortable. As such a handsome guy, could Bai Zhi really not see it?
"Is that so?" Moh Li’s demeanor remained indifferent, his face showed no change, and his emotions were also unreadable.
Sometimes Ouyang felt that with Moh Li behaving this way, he really wouldn’t have any friends.
"Yeah, but the medicine powder she made for you worked really well, it stopped the bleeding quickly. I wanted to ask her about it, but she just walked away."
This made Ouyang seriously doubt his own charm. Was Bai Zhi blind?
The same response again, Ouyang’s mouth twitched.
"I’m saying, Moh Li, can’t you change your answer? It’s always the same two words."
It’s like he can’t talk, no, Moh Li really can’t talk. He’s always just burying his head in his work.
"What do you want me to say? I’m not familiar with her either."
Moh Li slowly stood up. Although it still hurt, it was bearable.
Ouyang watched Moh Li and shook his head.
"Fine, you’re right, how could a person as taciturn as you have friends? I’ll think of something. You said we didn’t find any herbs, right? Grandpa insists that there are special herbs here. We can’t go back empty-handed, can we?"
If they went back empty-handed, wouldn’t he lose face?
"How about we buy some of those Air Freshener Pills you mentioned? If we have those, maybe Grandpa could study them."
Moh Li was never worried about Bai Zhi’s recipes being discovered, because she always made them by hand directly, without measuring, so if you wanted to know the specifics, probably only Bai Zhi herself would know. She’d tell you to try it yourself...
"You’re right!" A light shone in Ouyang’s eyes; he hadn’t expected Moh Li to be reliable at times.
"Then let’s go. But I always feel that the way she treated your wound seemed familiar."
It was as if he had seen it before.
"Maybe you saw it somewhere before."
Moh Li didn’t outright say that it was Bai Zhi who had rescued them; it might be better if Ouyang remembered it himself.
"That time we were bitten, was it really Nan Xi who saved us? I seem to remember someone bleeding me."
At that time, his memories were a bit confused and blurry, but someone had bled him. Was it Xixi?
"It must have been Xixi, right? Back then, Xixi saved us and even took us in. And here you are still so cold to her."
Moh Li too, someone had saved them and he had remained cold toward Xixi. There was probably no hope for Moh Li.
"Who says it was her who saved us? Someone had bled you before they arrived."
Moh Li looked at Ouyang impassively, successfully seeing shock on Ouyang’s face.
At that moment, Ouyang was utterly astonished. Moh Li’s words were like a switch that turned on his memory, and suddenly he remembered the thin and plain-looking Bai Zhi, cutting open his wound with a knife...
The person who saved him wasn’t Nan Xi, it was Bai Zhi.
Bai Zhi had saved them and then left immediately, and he passed out again.
Ouyang’s face turned pale; he had forgotten something so important. Later, it was Nan Xi and the others who appeared and took them back to the village.
Nan Xi did indeed help them, but the person who saved Ouyang’s life was Bai Zhi. Without Bai Zhi’s emergency treatment, they might never have woken up.