Just when Fusang was about to lift his feet and prepare to leave, Bai Qingchen opened his eyes, stood up and walked out.
"Fuso, didn't you find the thorn vine?"
Fusang raised his eyes and looked at Bai Qingchen, his face full of frustration.
"Doctor Bai, does the thorn vine no longer exist? Otherwise, why haven't I found it after searching for so many years?" Fuso has been looking for the thorn vine since he became sensible, but to no avail.
The corners of Bai Qingchen's eyes glanced at Feng Teng, who was standing not far away, and the corners of his lips unconsciously raised some arcs.
"He is?"
Fusang turned around and saw Feng Teng, who had his back turned to him and his waist straight, and curled his lips.
"I picked him up and kept him at my house temporarily."
She would not tell Doctor Bai that this was a sheep monster picked up from the mountains. Doctor Bai was well-informed and might find someone to collect the lamb.
"Oh~" Bai Qingchen smiled and said nothing more,
"The thorn vine does exist, but maybe the opportunity has not come yet. When it does, it will probably come uninvited."
Fusang tilted his head and looked at Bai Qingchen. Doctor Bai's words were always so profound, and sometimes he really didn't understand them very well.
"Then Doctor Bai, what is opportunity?"
"What a chance, you will know about it in the future. These are my newly prepared medicines. Take them back and let your father take them three times a day. It will temporarily suppress his condition." Bai Qingchen said it, avoiding the point, and kept his clothes.
He took out a red brocade box from his sleeve and handed it to Fusang.
"I understand, Doctor Bai. I'll put these herbs here first, and I'll go back first."
"Go ahead and take good care of yourself." Bai Qingchen's smile was full of meaning.
Fusang pulled Feng Teng, who was stiff and motionless,
"Let's go, let's go!"
Feng Teng snorted coldly and followed immediately. Many stall owners in the market knew Fusang who was very helpful, and they couldn't help but say hello to her when they saw her. Fusang almost stopped every step and followed this direction.
Let’s talk and grind our teeth over there.
Feng Teng, who was following behind, had run out of patience. Damn it, why did he follow this abnormal little woman step by step? It was simply ridiculous!
"Woman, that's enough!" Finally, Feng Teng reprimanded in a low voice.
Fusang looked back at Feng Teng, smiled and shook his head,
"I have a name, my name is Hai Fusang!"
Ignoring Fusang's pretense of being crazy, Feng Teng grabbed her by the collar, picked her up and left just like in the morning.
"Ah, what are you doing, what are you doing? I haven't finished speaking yet! Let me down and I'll go on my own." Fuso was dumbfounded for a few seconds, and then a burst of dissatisfied protests broke out.
Feng Teng wanted to seal Fusang's mouth. He walked with vigorous steps that were much more vigorous than Fusang's. It didn't take long to reach the foot of the mountain.
Fusang sat on the ground, glanced at Feng Teng angrily, then looked up at the mountains, and sighed quietly,
"Hey, we have to climb the mountain road for another hour!"
Feng Teng crossed his arms across his chest, glanced at Fusang, whose face was full of helplessness but immediately raised his fighting spirit, and picked up Fusang again.