Chapter 1289 - Capítulo 1289: 1289: River God Above (35)
Capítulo 1289: Chapter 1289: River God Above (35)
Xuan Ying opened the door and walked out, just as Lang Sha was about to knock with a pile of things in his arms. Seeing Xuan Ying, Lang Sha stepped back.
Xuan Ying saw him and immediately lowered his head, heading to the room next door, slamming the door shut with a ‘bang’.
Lang Sha: “…”
Something seemed off.
Lang Sha pondered carefully, why were Xuan Ying’s eyes a bit red?
It didn’t seem like he’d been crying, more like… what was it… after a long time, Lang Sha finally dug up a word in his mind… passion.
Lang Sha was startled by the word, but upon closer thought, his clothes were also a bit disheveled, as if he had put them on carelessly, without fastening them properly.
Lang Sha trembled slightly, that person… wasn’t even a human!!
What did he do to Miss Chuzheng?
Lang Sha immediately went over and knocked on the door: “Miss Chuzheng, are you okay?!”
Chuzheng opened the door, looking inexplicably at him: “What could possibly be wrong with me?”
Lang Sha looked Chuzheng up and down, her clothes were tidy, and her face as calm as always, without any sign of distress: “Oh… um… it’s okay, I thought…”
“Thought what?”
“Nothing.” Lang Sha laughed awkwardly, then carried the things into the kitchen.
–
Xuan Ying tidied up and went to make incense, Lang Sha helping cautiously beside him. It was already late at night, and eventually, when Lang Sha couldn’t help anymore, Xuan Ying asked him to go back.
“You’re quite afraid of me.”
In the room filled with the scent of medicine, Xuan Ying remarked to Lang Sha.
Lang Sha shuddered, almost cutting himself.
After building up some mental courage, Lang Sha boldly asked: “What… what exactly are you?”
Xuan Ying’s tone was calm: “I don’t know either.”
“How can you not know?” Lang Sha was puzzled: “Don’t you know what you are?”
“What do you think I am?”
“…”
Lang Sha shook his head.
He simply couldn’t tell.
Neither human, demon, nor god…
Lang Sha asked again: “Are you with Miss Chuzheng… because you have some plans?”
“It’s she who has plans for me.” Xuan Ying thought of something and surprisingly smiled: “You got it wrong.”
Lang Sha: “???”
What plans could Miss Chuzheng have for him?
Lang Sha’s gaze fell on Xuan Ying’s face, which was indeed very handsome, even for a man to find attractive…
Miss Chuzheng wouldn’t be so superficial, right?
Eventually, Lang Sha wasn’t needed anymore and soon only Xuan Ying was left alone, his shadow cast on the wall looking rather lonely.
“Xuan Ying.”
Xuan Ying turned around to see Chuzheng, leaning against the doorframe, watching him intently.
“Is it done?” she asked.
“Not… yet.”
Xuan Ying stumbled a bit with his words.
His mind flashed back to what happened on the soft couch today, those tantalizing and ambiguous scenes bringing life to his seemingly frozen-for-years body.
Chuzheng: “Forget it, go to sleep.”
Xuan Ying instinctively: “I don’t need…”
The young girl at the door with a cold face: “I need it!”
If you need to sleep, go sleep then!
Why involve him…?
Of course, Xuan Ying didn’t dare say that out loud.
Xuan Ying stared at her, negotiating: “Let me finish this, or it will be wasted effort.”
The young girl seemed to consider this, nodding after a while, sitting down by the door frame solemnly, urging: “Hurry up.”
“…”
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The next day.
After a night of fermenting, there were even more people at the pharmacy today, regardless of who was behind this, now Chuzheng was saving them.
People gathered outside the pharmacy early in the morning.
Lang Sha opened the door, about to let them in.
But Chuzheng quickly blocked the door, her gaze sweeping over the crowd, her pale fingers pointing: “You, you… and you, are not allowed to enter.”
As soon as she finished speaking, those pointed out immediately shouted angrily: “Why?!”
“Because you think I have a plot to harm you. If you die, I can’t take responsibility.” Chuzheng’s face was indifferent.
“…”
“If they come in, don’t expect to be treated,” Chuzheng turned directly to the other people: “If you want treatment, block them.”
As soon as Chuzheng finished speaking, those people were squeezed to the edge.
In the face of survival, these people didn’t care about others anymore.
Just like when the original owner told them the River God wouldn’t harm them anymore, they chose to sacrifice the original owner out of fear.
The original owner had a deep memory of the leaders of that time, so when those people appeared, Chuzheng simply drove them out.
Outside, they cursed loudly, speaking extremely unpleasant things.
“Why can they be treated, but not us?”
“Let us in!”
“Damn it…”
While that group of people shouted and argued, Chuzheng came out from inside the store, took a chair, placed it outside the shop, and sat down with a commanding posture.
The noisy crowd suddenly quieted down.
Chuzheng looked at those causing trouble outside: “Did you pay? Are you my relatives? Why should I treat you?”
“…”
One of them said: “But you treated them? They didn’t pay either.”
Chuzheng glanced at him indifferently: “Because I want to, is that any of your business?”
“…”
The commoners didn’t dare speak up for them, after all, no one wanted to be refused entry.
The troublemakers swore at Chuzheng even more ferociously, while she calmly listened without changing her expression.
Once their throats were dry from cursing, Chuzheng slowly said: “They say those with bad tempers grow eels in their stomachs very quickly, soon enough to burst out of your bellies…”
Chuzheng’s voice was cold as usual, now sounding eerie to those few.
With her words, they seemed to see the image of eels bursting out of their own stomachs…
Unconsciously, they covered their bellies, feeling something moving beneath their hands, sending chills down their spines.
They didn’t want to die.
But in Hanjiang City, apart from here, no one could treat them.
The other physicians didn’t even know… they themselves had it too.
One of them stepped forward, looking less fierce than before: “I’ll pay you, let me in.”
Chuzheng supported her chin, her eyes cold: “I don’t need money.”
“…”
“What do you want then?”
“Weren’t you just cursing me enthusiastically?”
“…”
Silence spread, they were frustrated at being kept outside, naturally leading to curses.
In the stalemate, soon someone apologized.
Face is not as important as life.
But Chuzheng wasn’t easy to appease; a few insincere apologies would not suffice.
Things don’t work like that.
“Make way, make way…”
While those people were apologizing, someone came over from the back of the crowd, with a large entourage.
Lord Yuh was being carried, servants clearing the way: “Make way, make way…”
Lord Yuh was carried to the store entrance. His already plump figure now looked even rounder at the waist.
And visibly so, there was something inside his belly.
Lord Yuh got to his feet, taking a few steps to stand in front of Chuzheng: “Chuzheng, for the many years I’ve raised you, please save me.”