Facing the cold wind, Bao Guowei's body and bones trembled, but he couldn't care less.
Jogging to the doctor's shop, the door was closed early in the night. Bao Guowei was quick and climbed directly through the courtyard wall.
He immediately walked into the store, lit the oil lamp, and searched for the antidote according to his memory.
"Click."
Bao Guowei was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that his host heard the sound and came to check, and happened to meet him.
The host didn't expect that someone would come to the doctor's shop to steal medicine. Just as he was about to scream, Bao Guowei glared at him and he didn't dare to speak.
"Hero! I will give you all my gold and silver treasures, but please don't hurt my life!"
It happened that the doctor came, so Bao Guowei didn't have to look for medicine everywhere. He took out a pen and paper from the table and wrote down some medicinal materials.
"Catch all these medicines, hurry!"
The doctor picked up the prescription and looked at it, his face became strange.
Seeing that he still didn't act, Bao Guowei shouted: "What are you doing? Why don't you get some medicine quickly?"
The doctor muttered hesitantly: "Hero, the things you have on top of this are all medicine to relieve...fire and soothe the nerves..."
Bao Guowei's face turned red and he shouted: "What do you care about? You just go and get the medicine!"
"These medicinal materials are quite simple. It's just that it's midnight and it's hard to make medicine for free. I have a ready-made tranquilizing pill at my place, which is specially designed to treat this kind of medicine..."
"Bring it here!"
The doctor brought a wooden box, opened it and saw exactly three coins.
"What a good man doesn't know...my ancestors were the imperial doctors of Emperor Longqing of the Ming Dynasty. In addition, I have been practicing medicine for many years, so I have some experience in the study of Fengyue."
Bao Guowei didn't bother to listen to his bragging. He just picked up a pill without drinking water, chewed it up and swallowed it directly. The doctor was dumbfounded.
He took away the remaining soothing pills, left dozens of dollars, and hurriedly left.
The doctor, who was confused, stayed where he was.
"It's weird, you come here in the middle of the night to steal something like this, and you pay me back?"
Just as he was about to turn off the lights and leave, Bao Guowei suddenly circled back, startling him, thinking that he was back to ask for his life, so he fell to his knees with a plop and quickly begged for mercy.
Bao Guowei said: "Remember! I am not allowed to tell anyone about my coming here today, and you don't remember what I look like! Do you understand?"
"Got it! Got it!"
…
Bao Guowei rushed back to Bao's house and asked An Shuzhen and Liu Liumei to take the two soothing pills he had brought.
He stood guard at the door, and he felt relieved after the two of them felt that their physical discomfort had subsided.
He knew that he almost caused a catastrophe, and he felt like he was surviving the disaster, but when he thought about it carefully, he didn't know whether he had made a profit this time? Still losing money?
Early the next morning, An Shuzhen and Liu Liumei came out of the room and saw Bao Guowei sitting at the door. They had been sitting there all night, and they felt a little touched in their hearts.
"Brother Guowei!"
"Are you okay?"
The atmosphere was a little awkward. Liu Liumei wanted to say something more, but An Shuzhen took her away.
Bao Guowei asked for trouble and went back to his room alone. After waiting for a while, the aroma came from the stove.
"Hey! Bao Guowei, why don't you come? It's time to have breakfast."
When Bao Guowei heard An Shuzhen's voice, he knew that she was not angry with him, so he ran over in a hurry. Liu Liumei was skillful and good at cooking, so he was in for a treat today.
Bao Guowei did not dare to speak anymore as he immersed himself in eating, but he secretly glanced at An Shuzhen, and happened to see her looking at him. Their eyes collided, and their heartbeats stopped for a beat, so he did not dare to look again.
An Shuzhen looked at Bao Guowei's amorous appearance, wanting and wanting, but overall, he could be considered a gentleman, but he had an amorous face, which made it difficult for him.
"Although Bao Guowei is a bit rude, his skills in setting up tents are pretty good..."
Just as she was thinking about it, An Shuzhen came back to her senses and looked around subconsciously, as if she was afraid that her thoughts would be exposed. She couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Bao Guowei and Liu Liumei burying their heads in eating.
At noon, Lao Bao had not returned yet, but Gao Xiaocheng's people arrived first.
It turns out that Gao Xiaocheng had a gambling battle with Bao Guowei that day in the theater. Although he lost money, he admired Bao Guowei's talent very much and took the initiative to write "Wu Po Cang Qiong".
Unexpectedly, Bao Guowei went to a banquet with Royce and went up the mountain to find his father. This series of events distracted him, and the manuscript appointment was delayed.
No, Gao Xiaocheng was well-informed and got the news from the squire Guan Zhiyi. As soon as he heard that Bao Guowei had returned to Shuixiang Town, he sent someone to ask for a manuscript.
Bao Guowei learned of his intention, settled An Shuzhen and Liu Liumei, and went to the meeting happily.
It was already noon when Xiangzi brought Bao Guowilao to Gao Mansion. He happened to be hungry, and he was prepared to ask Gao Xiaocheng to treat him to a meal first.
He asked Xiangzi to wait outside and walked into the mansion with the manuscript.
Although Bao Guowei was extremely busy these days, with the help of Golden Finger, he found time to write another hundreds of thousands of words, which added up to a manuscript of nearly 500,000 to 600,000 words.
Under the guidance of Gao's servant, Bao Guowei met Gao Xiaocheng in a courtyard. He was having a lively conversation with another old man in a long gown. The old man wore gold-rimmed glasses and looked very elegant.
Seeing Bao Guowei's arrival, Gao Xiaocheng felt happy and said: "Hey! Brother Bao, you are so easy for me to find! I have something to do now, and I leave Wu Sucheng the next. If I hadn't asked Mr. Guan Zhiyi to find out about you, You don’t know how long you’ll be hiding for!”
Bao Guowei quickly apologized, "Young master Gao is really joking, he really can't get away. I come here today with full sincerity. I'm asking for forgiveness!"
After that, Bao Guowei took out the written manuscript in his hand.
Gao Xiaocheng's eyes lit up, he took a look at it and praised Bao Guowei for not only writing good novels, but also for his good calligraphy skills.
"It doesn't matter. I found out about your relationship with Marshal Yuan from others, and you couldn't help it. How could I blame you?"
"But I'm really craving for your follow-up to "Wu Po Cang Qiong". Since that day, I've read all the martial arts and supernatural novels in the newspapers, but they all taste the same!"
After exchanging pleasantries, Gao Xiaocheng finally noticed the two people around him.
"Brother Bao, this is the editor-in-chief of "Wu Su Morning News", Mr. Wang Yiran."
"Editor Wang, this is the author of "Wu Po Cang Qiong" I told you, Bao Guowei!"
Wang Yiran stood up, shook hands with Bao Guowei enthusiastically, and said with a smile: "Mr. Bao is so young! But come to think of it, only a young man like Mr. Bao could write about the tenacity and heroic spirit of the young man in the book!" "
"Editor-in-Chief Wang, you have read the previous manuscripts. Do you think you can meet the manuscript requirements of "Wu Su Morning News"?"
