C75 (2/2)

Suddenly, a figure covered the sun above his head. The bag floated up and looked. It was the old man.

The old man slapped Bao Fusheng's hand, cursing angrily, ”Don't even move! You're smearing medicine on your hand and yet you dare to move recklessly! If you stain my medicine, I'll poison you to death!”

Bao Fusheng grimaced in pain, his trembling hands unable to speak.

The old man sorted the herbs on the table into a pile.

”Little bag, what's wrong with you?” the old lady asked when she saw the miserable state of the bag. She was holding a stick of fresh fruit.

”I'm fine.” Bao Fu Cheng took a deep breath, suppressing the unending pain from his fingers.

”He's fine.” The old man was still a little scared in front of the old lady, and thanked Bao Fu for protecting him. Therefore, he kindly held the bag floating on his wrist and untied the layers of silk cloth on his hands with a flick of his finger.

The old man sniffed the powder on the bag and looked disgusted.

”It doesn't smell good.” Bao Fusheng smiled reluctantly. Originally, the smell of the cloth was not very distinct, but now that he removed the cloth, the smell of the medicinal powder became more intense. With the strange smell coming from his fingers, even the floating bag itself could not stand the smell. The powder clearly didn't smell this bad when it was sprinkled on top.

The old man told the old lady to bring a basin of warm water to wash off the medicinal powder on Bao Fusheng's hand. The old man told the old lady to bring a basin of warm water to wash off the medicinal powder on Bao Fusheng's hand to wash away the medicinal powder.

”You don't believe me?” The old man stared at the bag with a displeased expression.

Bao Fu Cheng thought that he was Su Mu's master, so he couldn't offend him. Moreover, since Lin Yi dared to give Su Mu to him for treatment, it could be seen that he had some skills. Bao Fu Cheng gritted his teeth as he extended his hand into the warm water.

Warm water stung the wound, and he felt an itchy pain.

”Squeeze out the pus as well.” The old man said as he held the black paste left behind by Su Mu and continuously stirred it.

The old man said it easily, but the bag was in excruciating pain. After the pus was squeezed clean, a layer of cold sweat appeared on Bao Fu's face.

The old man snorted, ”You have to thank my disciple. If it wasn't for her, I wouldn't have spent so much effort on this.” As the old man spoke, he pasted the ointment on Bao Fu's hand. At first, it was a little painful, but soon, the pain disappeared, leaving behind only traces of warmth as it pressed against the wound. It was very comfortable.

”I told you it wouldn't hurt. It was all that damned girl's act.” The old man turned to look at the old lady.

The old lady looked helpless and pampered. ”I believe you.”

Hearing the old lady's words, the old man immediately became happy. He grabbed some herbs on the stone table and left in the same direction.

”This old man is a naughty kid, don't blame him. But his medicine is definitely better than anyone else's. ” The old lady's tone did not hide her love for the old man.

He had never seen such feelings before. He yearned to obtain such feelings, but he also knew that he would not be able to obtain such feelings.

The old lady said something to him and left. He was in a daze and did not hear clearly.

Bao Fu Cheng was unable to wrap himself with the silk cloth, so he could only raise his hands dumbly. He quietly walked to the front of Su Mu's room and pricked his ears to eavesdrop.

In the room, Su Mu and Qingfeng casually chatted. Qingfeng and Su Qing had a good relationship and often did embroidery together. Su Mu would always be that troublemaker, but like her elder sister, Qingfeng was very tolerant and doting towards her. When she saw Qingfeng, Su Mu always felt that she was meeting her elder sister.