In the evening, pushing Qing Qing and humming a little tune, he walked leisurely towards the Shenhou Mansion.
The ruthless person in the wheelchair had a red face, but he rubbed his hands from time to time and muttered words like "impossible".
Wang Jian didn't care after hearing this. He had made great progress today, which was enough.
Don't force it too much, otherwise the girl will have random thoughts and may even fail.
When passing a pharmacy, Wang Jian pushed her in.
When I came out, I already had a few extra ginseng sticks in my hand, and I also had a few silver ingots left as a deposit.
"What are you doing with so much ginseng? Although it is effective for the body, it has no effect on us after decades or even hundreds of years."
Wang Jian pushed her and said with a smile: "Although it doesn't have much effect on improving cultivation, it is still useful to the body, especially when making medicinal diet."
These words made Wu Qing fall silent. He looked at his legs, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes.
I didn't feel it before, but as time went by, I gradually got used to it. Although I became withdrawn, I didn't think about my legs anymore.
But now, life seems to be very different, and I can't help but feel sorry for myself.
Wang Jian's thoughts were all on her, and when he noticed that she was silent in response, he quickly lowered his head to look at her.
Seeing her sad look, he sighed and patted her shoulder: "Don't think too much, I don't mind this at all."
Unfortunately, these words were of no use at all, which made him angry.
"Actually, this is not a big deal. When I get the black jade intermittent ointment or develop the genetic medicine, I will definitely be able to cure your legs."
"What?" Wu Wuqing whispered, turning to look at Wang Jian, "You didn't lie to me?"
"Please, when have I ever lied to you?"
Seeing the other party's helpless expression, the girl immediately felt much better. She couldn't help but look cute and naive: "Humph, you are not a good person anyway. You don't tell the truth, so you can't be trusted."
"Hey, although we all know each other well, we can't attack each other personally."
"That's what it is."
"Baby, I can't cure you yet!"
As he spoke, he lowered his head and took a bite.
This made Qing Wuqing cry out, and instead of fighting back, he immediately looked around. He found that the passers-by looked surprised, and immediately lowered his head shyly, not daring to look around.
Wang Jian laughed heartily and felt extremely comfortable.
Although Qingqing hasn't confirmed it yet, he knows that it's settled. It's just that he is thin-skinned and unwilling to take the initiative.
He is also happy to continue like this. Although all this is achieved shamelessly, the relationship between men and women focuses on the results. Who cares about the process.
No matter how bad the process is, once the results are achieved, they are all good memories.
But before he could smile, he felt a sharp pain in his lower back, which almost made him lose his breath.
When I looked back, there was nothing there, only my clothes were dented for no apparent reason. Needless to say, I knew it must be ruthless control of my mind.
"I didn't expect that your mind control is so powerful, that you can control my waist?"
"Deserve it!"
"Hehe, as long as you like it."
Enduring the sudden severe pain in my waist, I continued to push forward with pain and joy.
The atmosphere returned to the Shenhou Mansion in a strange way, the sky was getting late, and everyone in the hall was starting to get busy. Needless to say, it was still hot pot.
"came back?"
Zhui Ming greeted him. Judging from his appearance, he was in a good mood.
This is true, not only did he become a public official and have an iron job, but he was also pursued by Dingdang Mingming, and he became a winner in life in just two days.
Tie Shou looked at Qing Qing's blushing face. Although he still maintained an indifferent attitude, he had watched this girl grow up, so how could he not be able to tell whether she was happy or not.
Looking at the ruthlessness, I don't know why, but I always feel sad that my daughter is leaving.
"Yeah, how was it today? Did you gain anything?"
As Wang Jian spoke, he pushed the wheelchair in. Wu Qingqing slapped his hands away and sat in a corner under his control.
The interaction between the two seemed very casual, which shocked Zhuge Zhengwo, Jiao Niang, Tie Shou and even Leng Xue.
On the contrary, he was chasing his life, still smiling and showing admiration.
"Nothing to gain, but I found that the people at Six Doors seem to be investigating this too."
Wang Jian glanced at Lengxue and said with a smile, "Normal."
After saying that, he sat next to Qingqing, looked at the boiling soup, thought for a while, and took out a thermos cup.
"Since we are eating hot pot, I will add some ingredients and let everyone try it together."
Zhuge Zheng and others looked at him one after another, and Dalang asked curiously: "Brother Wang, what ingredients do you want to add? The taste of the soup base made by Jiao Niang is outstanding."
"Don't worry, I won't let you down."
Wang Jian chuckled and opened the thermos cup. Immediately, a strong medicinal aroma and a strange depressive aura surged out.
This phenomenon shocked Zhuge Zhengwo, and everyone else was not much better, and they were all shocked.
Wang Jian poured the thick soup from the thermos cup into the hot pot soup: "It's a bit wasteful to eat like this. I'm in a good mood today, but I may not be willing to part with it next time."
"What kind of soup is this?"
Seeing Wang Jian's proud look and everyone's shocked expressions, Qing Wu couldn't help but ask.
This is also the reason why the two of them gradually accepted him after getting along with each other.
Most people are more reserved in front of outsiders, but it is completely different when they are among themselves.
What's more, she also knows that this guy has a lot of secrets. If Zhuge Zheng and others ask, they may not be able to answer, so they can only do it themselves.
When I think about it this way, I feel a little sweet.
"You must have never imagined that this is a thick soup made from dragon blood."
Every time the blood of the green dragon is made into soup, it takes an hour or two to cook. This is very troublesome. He has storage space to preserve it to the best extent.
So when he has nothing to do, he will use the blood of the green dragon, add ginseng, bones and other medicinal materials to make a thick soup.
Naturally, I would not use it in normal times. I would only use it in the film and television world when it is not suitable for my own production.
After so many days in the Luding World, many copies have been stored in the storage space, and the concentrations are different.
"Dragon blood? Are you kidding me?"
Rao, who is always mature and steady, couldn't help but exclaim, let alone others.
All of a sudden, the whole hall was very lively, with all kinds of random exclamations and questions coming and going.
After Wang Jian sat down, he saw the ruthless and suspicious look and shrugged: "That's the fact. It's really green dragon blood. If you don't believe it, drink it."
"Is it really drinkable?"
"Of course, I've cooked it a long time ago and put it in my storage space."
Naturally, everyone thinks that such a legendary creature is impossible.
But looking at Wang Jian's vow, she almost patted her chest to guarantee it.
Everyone was doubtful and began to ladle out the soup one after another.
Wang Jian also stood up and scooped out a bowl for Qing Wu and placed it in front of her: "Drink, I won't lie to you."