"If you leave, don't appear in front of me like this in the future."
Chu Qingge went down the steps and walked through the backyard.
But it wasn't to go to him, but to the pharmacy.
She is always so busy.
It is now past midnight, the design drawing is finished, and it is time to prepare the medicinal materials that the brothers will need tomorrow morning.
How many hands can a person have? She is just a little girl. She has two hours of rest in the past few days.
Mu Yuan coughed again, and this time, what he coughed up was still bloodshot.
He hurriedly wiped it off with his sleeves without letting Chu Qingge, who was walking in front, see it.
Originally he wanted to go back, but he just wanted to see how she was doing.
Is she angry? Is she disappointed in him? Does she never want to forgive him?
I didn't have the courage to go in and look for her, so I just stood under the tree far away, feeling her breath inside through the door.
She was fascinated by what she saw, so when she was leaving the house, she hid early before it was too late.
His condition is also a bit bad tonight. He can't perform Qing Gong and it's not easy to hide.
Chu Qingge walked into the pharmacy. Mu Yuan just stood by the door and did not dare to go in.
He coughed twice more, but the taste of blood was still on his lips.
"Who hurt you?" Qingge was already preparing medicinal materials. It was him who asked this question, but she didn't even look back.
Mu Yuan knew that she was always very accurate in reading people's faces.
I couldn't hide the fact that I was injured from him.
But he didn't answer the question, he just stared at her busy back and said nothing.
Chu Qingge didn't speak any more.
The medicinal materials seemed to have spirituality in her hands. She just threw them away and she knew how to classify them.
Mu Yuan had never seen such a powerful person, his fingers seemed to have built-in medicinal functions.
If you pick it up casually, the amount of medicine you pick out must be just right.
He coughed a few more times, swallowed the blood in front of him, stabilized his breath, and walked over slowly.
The piles of medicines that Chu Qingge left on the table were wrapped in her special paper.
Except for the constant pain in my back and the smell of blood that often comes out of my lips, everything else is just like the past two days.
Help her, be her follower, do everything you can for her.
"Still don't want to say it?" Chu Qingge turned her back to him and threw it away again.
Mu Yuan immediately took it, put it on the paper that was missing the medicinal ingredient just now, and wrapped it up smoothly.
He never likes to talk, but he does things quickly.
Especially since I grew up on the mountain for many years, I am very familiar with the medicinal materials on the mountain.
Chu Qingge discovered very early that he was definitely the best assistant in this regard.
A rough guy like Lan Yu often couldn't tell the difference between certain medicines, so he asked Lan Yu to package the medicines, which made Qingge very worried.
You know, improper use of medication can kill someone in minutes.
But Mu Yuan is not afraid. He can always tell which pile of medicinal materials she wants to put in the medicine she throws out casually.
Indeed, he is a rare assistant.
But, he still didn't speak.
Chu Qingge paused with her fingertips and suddenly turned around, staring at his pale and bloodless face.
"Who hit him?"
Mu Yuan was startled by her cold gaze, his hand shook, and the medicine bag slipped from his hand.
In order to pick it up quickly, he moved a little too fast. When his body bent, his back suddenly hurt as if it was being burned by fire.
He immediately frowned in pain, and his face instantly became paler.
Chu Qingge frowned, walked over quickly, and grabbed his collar: "Let me see!"
