The Master of Zixiao Pavilion called his second apprentice and gave him detailed instructions.
When the second senior brother heard that the master wanted him to escort the young master to the Valley of Divine Doctors, he said with a respectful look on his face: "Master, don't worry, the disciple will definitely send the young master to the Valley of Divine Doctors safely, and let the first miracle doctor help the young master treat his injuries." , if he dares to refuse treatment, the disciple will burn down his miracle doctor valley."
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion's face sank, and he shouted: "How dare you, this Pavilion Master asked you to send Xiao'er to seek medical treatment, but you set fire to the valley, how can you not seek medical treatment! If the miracle doctor refuses to treat Xiao'er's injuries, , Do you want to cut his head off? Do you think this is a mission? "
The second senior brother lowered his head in fear: "Disciple is wrong, I don't dare. But master, if the miracle doctor refuses to treat the young master's injury, can't the disciple force him to do so?"
The Master of Zixiao Pavilion said: "Of course not! In today's world, only his medical skills are the most outstanding. Apart from him, I am afraid no one can cure Xiao'er's injury. If he insists on refusing, you can't do it anyway." You have to find a way to get him to agree, but poisoning and plotting are not allowed, do you understand?"
His tone was stern, and the second senior brother replied: "Yes, the disciple will obey the master's orders and ask for help."
The master of Zixiao Pavilion said again: "I think that the miracle doctor has a great reputation. If he says he can't cure it, he won't cure it. How can it be that he can cure it just by asking for it? In short, you have to act according to the situation. If it really doesn't work, just fly pigeons. When the message comes back, the Pavilion Master will go there in person."
The second senior brother agreed and went to prepare an ordinary carriage. He also changed into the attire of a coachman and escorted Young Master Qianmian all the way down the mountain to the Valley of Divine Doctors.
Young Master Qianmian opened the curtain and looked at the scenery outside the window. He saw the carriage running very fast and getting further and further away from Zixiao Peak. An indescribable feeling filled his heart.
"Father, Xiao'er didn't mean to hide it from you, let alone betray you. It's just that Xiao'er promised her something and she must do it no matter what!"
He thought that his father's proposal to send him to the Valley of Divine Doctors for medical treatment was exactly what he wanted. He didn't really care whether the tendons in his left hand could be reconnected. The first thought that flashed through his mind was: when he arrived at the Valley of Divine Doctors, he would be healed. She can tell her master, Dr. Gu, about her news. Her master will definitely be able to develop an antidote to the Forgettable Pill. When the time comes, he will take the antidote and go to save her!
He slowly reached into his arms and took out a crumpled piece of paper, which was the antidote formula she wrote to him.
He has been hiding it on his body for the past few days, and it is stained with his blood. Many of the writings on the paper have been blurred by the blood, making it almost impossible to read clearly.
But he knew every word on this piece of paper by heart. Every day he would take it out and look at it silently. Her sly eyes and her teasing face seemed to appear in front of him again.
She teased him and gave him such a shameful drug that made him look less like a man and less like a woman. He was so angry that he almost wanted to kill her, but now that he thought about it, he felt that This joke is full of sweet memories.
If she could appear in front of him, he would be willing to be teased by her like this again, even if it was ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times, he would never regret it.
A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he took the note back into his arms with great care, and his fingers inadvertently touched something hard.