He has never done anything like this kind of humble service to others!
Only then did he understand what Qingfeng's meaningful smile meant to him when they were leaving, and he immediately gritted his teeth in hatred.
"Zhui Feng, focus on rubbing your back. Are you tickling me?"
The Maid boy's dissatisfied voice sounded.
"Yes, Mr. Miracle Doctor."
Zhui Feng almost got violent, but when he thought about the uncertainty of King Jing'an's life or death...
Well, he endured it, and he continued to endure it!
After finally taking a bath while waiting for the Maid boy, he sat lazily in the chair and comfortably ate the delicacies brought by the waiter.
Zhui Feng came out from behind the screen soaked with water, carrying the big bathtub, and was about to go out when he was stopped by the boy in Mai again.
"Zhui Feng, you are very strong and have good external skills. I wonder how your internal skills are?" he asked seriously.
Zhui Feng stood there with a large bathtub filled with water, still not blushing or out of breath. Hearing this, he raised his chin quite proudly.
"I am good both internally and externally, and my internal strength is not inferior to my external strength."
The young man in linen clothes said thoughtfully: "Can you use your inner strength to dry the wet clothes on your body?"
"Of course." Zhui Feng replied without thinking.
He was originally full of resentment towards the Maid boy, but suddenly he felt that he was actually very considerate and cared about him. When he saw that he was wearing wet clothes, he kindly reminded himself to dry them.
"That's great. Please wash the clothes I changed and dry them using internal energy. I'll wear them when I go on the road tomorrow." The boy in linen smiled with relief.
"Wh-what?" Zhui Feng almost suspected that his ears heard wrong, and opened his mouth wide enough to swallow a duck egg: "You... you asked me to help you wash your clothes? And dry them?"
"Not bad, do you have any questions?" The boy in Mai picked up a Songhua fish ball, put it into his mouth and chewed it slowly, his eyes slightly narrowed.
"No, no problem."
Zhui Feng gritted his teeth and replied. He took a deep breath before swallowing back the old blood that surged to his chest.
Now he realized that the boy in linen didn't care about his wet clothes at all, but wanted him to dry his clothes!
How did he react!
Full of resentment, Zhui Feng picked up a pile of clothes and shoes and socks that the young man in sackcloth had changed into, threw them all into the barrel, and walked out.
"Wait a minute." The young man in Mai stopped him again.
"..." Zhui Feng felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard the young man's voice.
He turned around and looked at the young man. His mouth was pursed tightly and he said nothing. He felt that he would be wrong if he said anything, so it was safer not to speak.
"There are a lot of ink spots on my clothes, shoes and socks. You must remember to wash them clean without leaving any traces. I like to be clean and don't like to wear clothes that leave stains." The boy in linen said calmly.
Zhui Feng couldn't bear it anymore and blurted out: "Mr. Miracle Doctor, let me buy you some new clothes. I'm sure any of them will be better than what you are wearing."
He suddenly remembered that problems that money can solve are not problems.
The thought of not having to do laundry made his back straighten up.
"I am a savage who lives in the mountains and cannot afford to wear the clothes of rich people, so this old linen suit suits me. That's right, Zhui Feng, you have a distinguished status, but I want you to wash this kind of coarse linen clothes that you despise. It's really... I feel sorry for you. Just give me the clothes and I’ll go back to the Divine Doctor Valley to find my three disciples to wash them for me.”
The Maiden boy's face darkened, he threw his chopsticks on the table, rolled his wheelchair and walked out the door.