The Woman who Became the “Male” God

Chapter 91: Joe Yuli

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"Leader, there are a few emails that you need to confirm." Bai Houchu sent An Xian a text message, "Don't just focus on planting flowers and refining medicine, take a few hours of rest every day, and communicate with the pollen more. By the way, when will it be? Send me a golden tofu too?"

An Xian casually replied two words: "Okay."

Clicking on the screen, logging in to the mailbox, An Xian quickly found the email specially marked by Bai Houchu. One is an invitation to exchange from the International Association for Medical Pharmacy Research, the other is an invitation to the selection of young therapeutic pharmacists, and the last one is from Qiao's family, reminding her not to forget the appointment three months ago.

An Xian has not had time to participate in any research exchanges recently, and is even less interested in the selection, so she rejected both invitations. After reading the last letter, she remembered the housekeeper Fulin she had met more than two months ago. His master suffered from a rainbow hoop, which is a devilish energy. She promised to help him treat him three months later. .

There were only a few days left until the appointed time, so Anxian thought about it and decided to go tomorrow.

After replying to the letter, she logged out of the mailbox and logged in to Huahua World, and found that many videos, pictures and feeding experience had been uploaded in the exchange posts of takraw balls. One of the owners is very special. She only posted a video without any text description, but the popularity of this video is the highest among the posts.

Anxian clicked on the video, and the first thing that appeared on the screen was a takraw ball that had matured. It was quietly squatting in a flower pot, enjoying the sunshine outside the floor-to-ceiling window. At this point, a girl walks into the camera and sits cross-legged on a cushion next to the takraw ball.

The takraw ball felt the master's arrival, slowly opened the leaves, stretched the cane, and bloomed a lovely little yellow flower. However, the girl closed her eyes and did not pay attention to it. It wasn't until she reached out and groped on the ground that An Xian knew that she was blind.

The takraw ball stretched out a cane and pushed an e-book to the girl's hand. The girl picks up the e-book, finds the book she wants to listen to according to the voice prompt, and clicks play. Rolling the takraw ball came over, shaking his head, as if he could understand it, he took time to move a plate of nuts next to him, picked one up and put it to the girl's mouth, and swallowed one himself, but naturally he couldn't digest it, and he disliked it. The ground spat out, hit the window, bounced back, and bounced straight to the girl's forehead.

Rolling the takraw ball quickly stopped in front of the girl, caught the nut, looked around for a while, then bent down and carefully hid it under the cushion, making sure that the girl didn't notice it, and then leaned on her arm with confidence. Pretend to be listening carefully.

Seeing this, there was a "hahaha" on the barrage, and An Xian couldn't help but laugh.

In the next time, the takraw ball was like a dutiful attendant, serving tea, water and paper to be cute. Occasionally, when the girl touched her head and praised it, the takraw ball immediately spewed out colorful flowers. Although the girl couldn't see anything, she raised her head subconsciously and said softly, "It smells so good."

One person and one flower cuddle with each other, bathed in the sun, revealing an indescribable warmth.

After some time, the girl got tired of listening, put down the e-book, got up and prepared to leave.

The takraw ball immediately retracted the cane, turned into a ball, rolled out of the flower pot, and followed the girl's footsteps until she was safely out of the room and was taken care of by a servant, and then slowly rolled back and lay down in the flower pot again. , to continue its photosynthesis.

[Ah, you've turned me into a cute one, go go go go go go into my arms!]

[Miss and sister's takraw balls are very well raised.]

[Why is other people's Gun Gun so caring, but mine is the same as Snake Essence? !]

[What kind of master has what kind of rolling, and the visual observation upstairs is also snake essence disease.]

[As a plant, is it really okay for you to be so smart? !]

[When will Gun Gun be officially sold, I want to place an order! ! !]

Anxian then watched other funny videos of takraw balls and the owners had to say. Several owners have taken care of Gun Gun very carefully, and have cultivated various personalities. Their growth and health status have also performed well, and they are ready to be listed for sale.

An Xian told Bai Houchu that the pre-sale of takraw balls would start in four days, and asked him to help publish it.

Bai Houchu replied in seconds: [Can you send me one?]

Anxian: [Half a year's salary.]

Bai Houchu gritted his teeth: [You are so stingy, do your pollen know? !]

Anxian: [Hehe.]

Less than half a minute after the announcement of the pre-sale of the takraw ball, the page of Huahua World was almost crowded.

All of them have put up their cards on the pre-sale tree in Huahua World, and as soon as the time is up, they will be reminded immediately. The pre-sale tree is a tree-shaped wishing space. The shape of the space can be set by the store owner. It is not limited to the tree shape. It is mainly used to publish pre-sale information. Reminder information.

On the pre-sale tree of Flower World, there are flickering prayer cards, and the number continues to increase.

After four days of leisure, the takraw balls will be distributed in the order of listing, and 10-30 plants will be distributed every month until all distributions are completed.

In the past two days, An Xian put on his backpack and was about to go to Qiao's house to see Qiao Kesen, but as soon as he went out, he saw that Butler Fulin was already waiting outside the door.

"Mr. Lowe, good morning." Flynn greeted respectfully, then helped her open the car door, "Please get in the car."

An Xian didn't hesitate and got into the car directly.

The speed of the car was fast, but it was very stable. In just forty minutes, he had already arrived at the destination, a magnificent luxury villa.

Under the guidance of Fulin, An Xian entered the villa. As soon as he walked through the corridor, he heard a low roar like a beast coming from the room inside.

Fulin's expression darkened, he quickened his pace, came to a room, and before opening the door, he reminded cautiously, "Mr. Roy, I hope you will keep your mouth shut no matter what you see later."

"Yeah." An Xian replied lightly. Although she hasn't entered yet, she already has a general idea of what's going on inside.

When Fulin opened the door, a cold demonic energy rushed towards him.

Fulin took a step back, but An Xian stepped forward steadily and walked to the bed without changing his face.

When Fulin saw this, a trace of surprise flashed on his face. There are countless therapists he has hired, but few of them can approach him calmly and unaffected when his master is sick.

The young man in front of me...

Anxian stood beside the bed and carefully looked at the man on the bed. He was in his thirties. The muscles on his face were twisted due to severe pain. The skin on his arms and chest was rotten and swollen to varying degrees. It looks terrifying.

Um? Didn't it say that the sick person was Joxon? Qiao Kesen is Qiao Gusi's father. He is in his fifties this year. No matter how well-maintained he is, he doesn't seem to be a match for the man in front of him, right? But thinking about it carefully, Flynn only said that he was Joxon's housekeeper at the time, and did not explicitly say that the sick person was Joxon himself.

Fulin seemed to see through her doubts and explained: "This young master of the Qiao family, Qiao Yuli, rarely shows his face due to physical reasons."

An Xian nodded, no more questions, but took off his backpack, sat beside the bed, and began to check his physical condition.

When An Xian pulled up his wrist, the man lying on the bed suddenly turned his head, revealing a dark eye, staring at her.

"Master, this is the therapist invited by the master, please relax and let him check for you." Fulin said carefully.

Qiao Yuli's eyes were extremely indifferent, letting An Xian hold his wrist.

The warm touch came from the wrist, and a warm current flowed along the meridians, dispelling the slightest chill.

Qiao Yuli raised his eyes, and there were some waves in his eyes.

An Xian frowned slightly. This person's situation is more serious than she expected. The level of demonic energy in his body has almost reached the level of the out-of-body stage, and there are signs of cultivation. . As an ordinary person, I am afraid that he would have gone into flames and exploded and died. His ability to persevere until now shows how firm his willpower is.

It's just, what kind of exercises is he practicing? Where does this practice come from? Could it be that the Qiao family has the inheritance of the era of self-cultivation? Or what remains were found

After thinking for a moment, An Xian said, "Your situation is more complicated. I can help you relieve it, but if you want to cure it, you need to formulate a complete treatment plan."

"You mean..." Joey said hoarsely, "Can it be cured?"

"Yes." An Xian affirmed.

In terms of love and reason, she has to be treated. The demonic energy on this person is too strong. Once it self-destructs, its formidable power is similar to the destructive effect of S-level spiritual power. Moreover, the demonic energy is corrosive, like radiation, causing endless harm.

When Qiao Yuli heard An Xian's answer, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, but then he spasmed again because of the pain.

Anxian reached into his backpack and took out the water bottle in the storage ring. As soon as the Jingshui bottle came out, it immediately made a pleasant sound, which shook the surrounding demonic energy.

An Xian flicked the bottle with his finger, and the latter immediately calmed down and looked obedient.

"Mr. Lowe, this is..." Flynn asked hesitantly, looking at the bottle in her hand.

"Healing tool." An Xian did not explain, and instructed Fulin, "Please help him turn over."

Flynn stepped forward immediately and carefully turned Qiao Yuli over.

An Xian opened his clothes, and then buckled the Jing water bottle upside down on his stomach.

The Jingshui bottle was dying of happiness, and he took a bite and began to suck it frantically.

Qiao Yuli clenched his fist tightly, trying his best to resist the urge to smash the bottle, resisting the feeling of losing his strength.

This process didn't last long, and An Xian didn't let the Jing Shui bottle twitch for long, but within a minute, she grabbed the golden silk wrapped around the neck of the bottle and pulled it away abruptly.

Jingshui bottle tears running: ah ah ah...

Quickly put the Jing water bottle into the storage ring, take out an elixir, and feed Qiao Yuli with water.

After entering the medicine pill, Qiao Yuli only felt a refreshing aroma lingering between his teeth, and then it turned into a silky liquid and flowed into his belly, but the pain on his body was relieved in a moment, and he regained some strength.

At this time, An Xian instructed again: "Prepare hot water, pour this medicine into the water, and let him soak for 30 minutes."

Saying that, he handed Fulin a bottle of light yellow medicine.

Flynn took the potion, and then called several servants to carry Qiao Yuli into the bathroom.

Sitting peacefully in the room and waiting patiently, his eyes inadvertently glanced at a copper bottle on the shelf.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and she got up and walked to the copper bottle to examine it carefully. After a while, she finally determined that it was a product of the era of self-cultivation, a mid-grade spiritual tool. However, the aura has almost been exhausted, and now it can only be regarded as a beautiful work of art.

Later, she caught a glimpse of a white jade-carved pendant next to the wardrobe, which was also a mid-grade spiritual tool from the era of self-cultivation. Looking around, she found four or five more pieces.

Using spiritual tools as decorations, there are five or six pieces casually, even in the era of self-cultivation, no sect or family is so wealthy! It's so extravagant!

Did this Qiao family really get the inheritance of a certain cultivation sect? Or what ruins have been excavated

Thinking of their Qiao family's power at sea, it doesn't seem to be surprising.

It's just that what kind of relics did they get? Did Qiao Yuli's practice also come from this