2485 Refusal
âNot going!â Qiao Mu deadpanned.
That boy servant looked somewhat familiar. She was displeased when she saw him.
Moreover, he was clearly doubting her.
Qiao Mu wasnât someone who abused herself. Since they didnât believe in her, why did they seek her?
It must be something troublesome!
She motioned to leave the corridor. She couldnât care less about getting involved in a sticky situation.
Lingâge got angry. What was with this personâs attitude?
Only after looking closely did he recognize her to be the oddball who had been collecting fish with a storage talisman these two days.
If it wasnât because the young sirâs illness could no longer drag on, he definitely wouldnât have come to ask for her help!
Lingâge pulled himself together and pleaded reluctantly, âMiss, my young sir. It is just that he is suffering from another fit of his chronic illness, that is why I had no other alternative but to seekâ
Qiao Mu directly pulled a long face and walked away.
Did this boy servant know how to talk?
Because he couldnât find a pill alchemist with better skills, that was why he had no other alternative but to seek her out?
What did he treat her as? A back-up pill alchemist? Even setting aside whether she was willing to treat his young sir, just this attitude was astonishing.
He truly put himself on a pedestal!
Qiao Mu snorted and walked toward the corridorâs exit with Mo Lian in tow.
Just as the two of them planned to head back to the government boat, they heard the sound of something splashing in the water. Someone yelled, âOh my goodness, itâs awful. Miss Meng fell into the river!â
Chaos subsequently ensued. A man carried Miss Meng out of the water and lay her down at the entrance to the corridor. Afterwards, he backed away awkwardly.
The middle-aged procuress of Wanhong Parlor came running and wept bitterly, âThis bastard debauchee actually forced our Miss Meng to jump into the river!â
Some people were condemning the culprit, while others were pointing fingers at the unconscious Miss Meng and saying that she was being pretentious.
The middle-aged woman from Wanhong Parlor cradled Miss Mengâs head and kept calling out to the people around her, âWill someone rescue our Miss Meng?â
At this point, a young man around 27 or 28 years old came over and squatted down. He said, âI have a healing pill here. Feed her this.â
The woman from Wanhong Parlor thanked him profusely and fed Miss Meng the pill. Miss Meng soon regained consciousness.
The crowd broke out into quiet discussion.
âThe quality of Wang Yanâs pills are excellent as expected.â
âMhm, even though his skills at refining pills are good, there clearly is a problem with his brains.â
âIf his brains were fine, how would he have refused the olive branch that the Weixi Branch handed him back then? This ended up provoking the presidentâs wrath.â
Qiao Muâs eyes had been on Wang Yan from the moment he took out the pill.
She was more and more pleased by what she saw. She couldnât help but ponder and beckoned to Wang Yan. âTall guy.â
Wang Yan turned back and saw that it was the savior who had sold him the digestion pills yesterday. He quickly walked over and cupped his fists. âMiss, do you have instructions for me?â
The little lady observed him. âDid you refine that healing pill?â
âYes.â Wang Yan nodded with a smile. âI have to thank Miss for lending a helping hand yesterday.â
âThose two people are your friends?â
âThe president of the Pill Houseâs Weixi Branch shamelessly banned you and your buddies?â
Wang Yanâs expression turned gloomy upon mention of this. âI just did not want my buddies to be restricted by the Pill Houseâs rules.â
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