"Take a Jade Dew Pill first." Duanmu Yaoyao flicked his finger, and a green pill the size of a soybean was shot into Zuo Chong's mouth.
"Thank you, Mr. Qi, for the medicine." Zuo Chong thanked him quickly.
Duanmu Yaoyao didn't say anything. He waved his right hand lightly and two rows of silver needles shot out instantly. They were densely covered around the stab wounds on Zuo Chong's chest. Drops of black blood flowed out along the silver needles.
Then, Duanmu Yaoyao used the medicinal powder she had made these days and applied it evenly on the wound on Zuo Chong's chest.
It takes about one stick of incense.
The stab wound on Zuo Chong's chest formed a layer of red scars.
"I healed his knife wound." Duanmu Yaoyao glanced at Chu Xiu.
Chu Xiu was a little speechless. This disciple at the back of the academy was too competitive.
Shaking his head secretly, he took out the newly brewed pot of strong wine and handed it to Zuo Chong, "This wine is very strong. After drinking it, it should be able to relieve the palm injury on your back."
"Thank you, Mr. Chu." Zuo Chong thanked him, his eyes shining faintly.
He likes drinking very much, but for some reasons, he never drinks alcohol.
The strong liquor enters the throat, spicy and mellow.
Zuo Chong bared his teeth, and his originally pale face turned rosy at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the wine entered his stomach, the cold pain in his internal organs seemed to be suppressed in an instant.
"Good wine."
Zuo Chong praised loudly and started drinking.
Tang Jiabao's lips were a little dry, and his eyes flashed with envy.
Seeing Zuo Chong drinking so happily, he was also a little greedy.
Duanmu Yaoyao moved his right hand lightly, and a ray of true energy came out from his fingertips, which circled the pulse of Zuo Chong's left hand, and checked Zuo Chong's condition after drinking.
"This wine..." Duanmu Yaoyao's eyelids twitched slightly.
She could clearly feel that there was a blazing energy in Zuo Chong's body, spreading to his limbs and bones, as if washing Zuo Chong's body.
The yin-cold palm energy rushing to the left to the internal organs dissipated in an instant under the wash of this blazing hot current.
The efficacy of the medicine is surprisingly good!
In fact, Duanmu Yaoyao felt that using this pot of wine to treat the yin-cold palm energy of Mianyin Palm was completely overkill.
It's like killing a chicken with a butcher's knife.
"Did I lose again?"
Duanmu Yaoyao lowered his eyebrows, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
Just now, the medicinal powder she made was used on Zuo Chong's wounds, and the effect was amazing.
But compared to Chu Xiu’s strong wine, it pales in comparison.
Soon, a gourd of spirits bottomed out.
Zuo Chong still had some unfinished ideas.
Duanmu Yaoyao calmly dispersed the zhenqi and said: "The cold and cold palm energy in the internal organs has basically been resolved."
"Really? I feel a lot better too. It would be great if I could have another pot." Zuo Chong grinned and looked at Chu Xiu eagerly.
"This wine only resolves the Yin-Cold Palm Energy in your body. The injuries to your internal organs have not been alleviated much." Chu Xiu ignored Zuo Chong's eyes and said, "You still need Miss Duanmu's medicine to treat the injury. It's okay to drink again. It’s useful.”
"Really?" Zuo Chong felt a little regretful.
Duanmu Yaoyao said without comment, "I will prescribe some medicine for you later. You can recover after resting for seven days."
"Seven days..." Zuo Chong thought for a moment and nodded, "I will take good care of myself."
"If you act rashly within seven days, your martial arts foundation may be damaged." Duanmu Yaoyao reminded.
Zuo Chong shrugged and said helplessly: "You should know my situation."
Duanmu Yaoyao was speechless for a moment.
The situation of Zuo Qianhu in Chang'an City has always been very bad.
Chu Xiu was a little curious, but he didn't ask any more questions.
"Seventh Senior Sister, why don't we requisition Zuo Qianhu for a few days?" Tang Jiabao on the side suggested.
"Requisition?" Duanmu Yaoyao's heart moved.
Tang Jiabao smiled and said: "It just so happens that Mr. Chu and I have a bet next, and we need to build a hidden weapon for Mr. Chu."
Hearing this, Zuo Chong couldn't help but glance at Chu Xiu.
He remembered what Duanmu Yaoyao said before leaving in the Xia Family Medicine Forest.
Coupled with what Chu Xiu said before about 'testing medicine', these two people were probably competing to try something when they stayed together.
"You go ahead and make arrangements." Duanmu Yaoyao nodded.
"I'm not going to Zhuque Academy." Zuo Chong suddenly said.
Duanmu Yaoyao, Tang Jiabao, and Chu Xiu all looked towards the left.
Zuo Chong shrugged and said with a smile: "I am a rough man and don't deserve to go to the academy."
"Actually, Second Senior Brother doesn't hate you." Tang Jiabao couldn't help but say.
Zuo Chong grinned, "I have always respected Mr. Second, how could he hate me? I just don't want to enter the academy."
"As you wish."
Tang Jiabao was a little helpless. He knew some inside information and understood that the possibility of Zuo Chong taking refuge in the academy was very slim.
Duanmu Yaoyao muttered, "Then live here. I'm about to leave and there's an empty room."
Zuo Chong hesitated for a moment and said hesitantly: "I live here, and I may cause trouble to Mr. Chu."
Chu Xiu blinked.
"It doesn't matter." Duanmu Yaoyao glanced at Chu Xiu, "If someone is targeting you, just take out the Vermillion Bird Token."
Chu Xiu nodded, becoming more and more curious about what happened to Zuo Chong.
"The Vermilion Bird Token..." Zuo Chong was startled, and then he realized that it was the seventh gentleman of the academy who had given Chu Xiu a Vermillion Bird Token.
With the Suzaku Order, no one dared to target Chu Xiu before the Zhuque Academy exams.
Zuo Chong felt relieved and thanked Duanmu Yaoyao.
"Seventh Senior Sister, who won your bet?" Tang Jiabao glanced at Chu Xiu and asked curiously.
Duanmu Yaoyao's face stiffened slightly.
"Let's call it a draw," Chu Xiu said.
Duanmu Yaoyao immediately said calmly: "Losing is losing, winning is winning, there is no such thing as a draw."
Chu Xiu chuckled lightly, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then...I accept it."
Tang Jiabao and Zuo Chong both held their breaths and were frightened.
Seventh Senior Sister (Mr. Seventh) lost?
If word of this gets out, it will definitely shock the entire city of Chang'an!
"The college entrance examination is coming soon. It is not convenient for Master to see you at this time." Duanmu Yaoyao said expressionlessly, "When the entrance examination is over, whether you have joined Zhuque Academy or not, I will ask Master to see you."
"Okay." Chu Xiu nodded.
"In addition, what else do you want?" Duanmu Yaoyao looked at Chu Xiu and asked.
In the bet between the two, if Duanmu Yaoyao loses, he will not only need to introduce Dean Feng to Chu Xiu, but also need to do one more thing for Chu Xiu.
"I haven't thought about it yet. Let's wait until I think about it later." Chu Xiu said casually.
Duanmu Yaoyao frowned and said calmly: "Then think about it as soon as possible, I don't like to owe others~favors."
"Okay." Chu Xiu smiled and nodded. He thought it was quite interesting. He was obviously the winner, but this woman looked so strong, as if she had won.
"What about our bet?" Tang Jiabao looked at Chu Xiu and felt a little excited. He thought secretly: Seventh Senior Sister lost again. If I win, doesn't it mean that I am stronger than Seventh Senior Sister...
Chu Xiu grinned and said: "I have drawn the drawings. Please, Mr. Tang, please find someone to help me build the various parts according to the drawings. Once I assemble them, we can compete."
"..."
Tang Jiabao was a little worried again.
