Zimo frowned and murmured to himself: "No matter how I call you, I shouldn't? Could something have happened?"
Yuan Hao put down the food and waved his hand: "Probably not. My sister brought a lot of things in before entering the room and told me not to disturb her. I looked at the medicine cauldron and some medicinal materials in the pile. I guess she She must be refining medicine, but she didn’t tell me when I asked her.”
"What are you talking bad about me?" Yuan Qiu walked in with a faint smile on his face, and his beautiful face was full of fatigue.
Zimo was happy at first, then showed annoyance: "Are you really refining medicine?"
Yuan Qiu raised his eyebrows: "How do you know?" Then he glanced at Yuan Hao and realized: "Yuan Hao must have told you."
"Refining medicine means refining medicine. Why haven't you eaten or slept for several days and nights?" Yuan Qiu's face has always been white and rosy, with a very healthy appearance, but today, apart from being pale and tired, he couldn't look at all healthy.
Yuan Qiu shook the porcelain bottle in his hand, and the sound of pills hitting the porcelain bottle came from inside: "Do you think refining medicine is as easy as cooking? There must be no difference in the heat and weight." The main reason is that the newly purchased stove is not suitable for use, otherwise it will not work. It would be a waste of so many medicinal materials, and it took several times to refine these pills.
"This is the heart-protecting pill." She put the porcelain bottle in Zimo's hand: "I don't know when you will leave. I'm afraid it will be too late, so I will give it to you first. If you encounter danger in the future, taking one will save your life."
It turns out that she made the medicine for herself.
Zimo's lips moved, but he was still speechless.
"There are only three pills, so use them sparingly. The medicinal materials are too precious. With my current financial resources, I can't make too many, so don't be too little." She joked, hoping that Zimo would be happy.
Isn't a person's life spent in constant gatherings and separations
"Why are you giving me this?" He doesn't understand medicine or medicine, but he understands the magical effects of the Heart-Protect Pill. Even the most popular pharmacist in front of the Emperor may not be able to refine the top-grade pill.
"Because you are often injured, I thought it might come in handy one day, so I did it." She stared into his eyes and added: "Because I saved your life, and I hope that the life I saved If you want to live in this world for a long time, don’t waste all my hard work."
He finally smiled and looked at her. A silent emotion that was stronger than the sound surged in their hearts. It was strong and lingering, but it continued to spread.
He took out the jade ring he wore close to his body from his neck. The jade ring was plain and simple, and he handed it to Yuan Qiu: "I owe you a life. This is a token."
Yuan Qiu saw that it was not a valuable item, so he took it and said with a smile: "Can a rich young man from the capital city afford such a token?"
Zimo said sincerely: "This is the only thing my grandmother left me during her lifetime. I hope you can take good care of it."
Yuan Qiu suddenly realized that it turned out to be a relic of a close relative. Could it be that such a treasure was hidden close to her body? However, could she really accept such a precious thing
She pushed the jade ring back and said with a dry smile: "Since it is my grandmother's relic, how can you give it away easily? You should keep it yourself."
Zimo refused to accept it: "Since I gave it to you, I will never take it back. If you don't like it, you can do whatever you want."
Yuan Qiu said helplessly: "Well, I'll keep it for you for the time being. If you want to go back in the future, just ask."
Zimo stared at her eyes and said nothing for a while.