Young Master Mu had a bad temper, very strange, and sometimes very explosive.
But he was very clever, especially in medicine. At this moment, when Yang Chuxia revealed just a little, he thought of many things.
"You mean to say you gathered all those herbs to alleviate the pain during the treatment process?" Young Master Mu’s voice was faint, and then he slowly continued, "My treatment of his injury doesn’t require cutting open the skin, but pain is inevitable. On average, I needle him once every two days, and each time the pain is intense."
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia’s eyes widened, "F*ck, what’s the difference between this and cutting the skin open? Both are so painful. Young Master Mu, are you trying to trap me? Or are you trapping me?"
"Haha," Boss Mu laughed at the side, finding his little partner’s words really amusing.
Young Master Mu’s eyes also flashed a trace of smile, but quickly restrained it, "The difference is that my treatment is fast and guaranteed to succeed, whereas for those fools, I can’t say for certain." He paused and continued, "So, if you have any good methods to relieve pain, it’s best to tell me, and I might consider it. That way, your little lover can have an easier time."
At this point, Ye Zi’an said indifferently, "Young Master Mu, our Xiaxia has always been straightforward. If you want something, just say it. If she can do it, she will. Why do you have to beat around the bush?"
"Shut up!" As soon as Ye Zi’an finished speaking, Young Master Mu roared. How could he dis brat so much? He spoke little, but every sentence was so unpleasant to hear.
Upon hearing this, Yang Chuxia widened her eyes, "Why are you yelling? Brother An didn’t say anything wrong. You just want to know the method in my hands for relieving pain, right? Just say it directly. I’m not going to withhold it from you. What’s with the beating around the bush?"
For some reason, after two or three encounters with Young Master Mu, she found that although his temper was quite unpredictable, she wasn’t afraid of him at all. She always felt that while he might not be a good person, he shouldn’t be a tyrant either, and his mind was not that narrow. Otherwise, after finding out that she had those good things in her hands, he would have found a way to lock them up and slowly torture them for it, instead of wasting so much breath.
It was precisely because of this that she dared to occasionally make sarcastic remarks.
Upon hearing this, Young Master Mu was rendered speechless and at a loss for words. How could these two kids be so unconventional? And how could this little girl have so much guts, daring to scold him, who did she think he was? She actually dared to scold him!
Yang Chuxia called out to the waiter downstairs, "Uncle Li, please bring some writing materials up."
Once the writing materials arrived, Yang Chuxia wrote down the prescription and effects of the narcotics and threw it in front of Young Master Mu, "Here you go. This prescription is my gift to you. I have only one requirement: my Brother An’s leg must be healed. Also, I’ve gathered all the needed ingredients, so you must prepare it within three days. The process of Brother An’s leg treatment must be comfortable. And don’t pocket this recipe for yourself. If used for treating injuries in the army, it’s a great item."
After saying this, she didn’t care about Young Master Mu’s expression, grabbed Brother An, and prepared to go downstairs. When they reached the door, Yang Chuxia turned her head and said one more thing, "Remember to send someone to my house to get the medicinal materials. If you dare to mess with my stuff, I’ll team up with the Zhou Family to take you down."
Having issued their threat, the two of them left with their heads held high.
Leaving behind the dumbfounded Young Master Mu and Boss Mu.