Chapter 8 She is a medicine guide

A few days passed, Qin Xiaoxiao's cold was cured, but Lu Yao was reluctant to leave the room, and his official business was handled in the warm pavilion, and he even moved another bed.

"The surname is Lu, what are you doing?" Qin Xiaoxiao asked dissatisfiedly.

Lu Yao teased, patted his chest and promised: "Xiaoxiao, don't worry, I won't belittle you before you get married." ”

Qin Xiaoxiao's face was red, damn scoundrel, this is his territory and he can't get rid of it at all, and there is no other way than to act at the opportunity.

She thought for a while, and said in a slower tone: "The surname Lu, you keep saying that I am the antidote, how can I unravel the poison on your body?" ”

Lu Yao's gaze was certain, and the corners of his lips were slightly hooked: "What?" Are you interested in my business? ”

"If you take care of me for a few days, I will pay you back." Qin Xiaoxiao coughed lightly and bypassed his proposal.

Haha, Lu Yao swept up a strand of her long hair, put it on the tip of her nose and sniffed it gently, and said unhurriedly: "Your blood is my antidote, I wonder if Xiaoxiao is willing?" ”

After hearing this, she trembled, and her eyes showed a little fear, what kind of messy things, do you want to use up all the blood in her body to "cure" him? Then she will surely die.

"There's no other way?" Qin Xiaoxiao looked helpless.

Lu Yao knocked on her head and made a disappointed look: "You said you wanted to pay me back just now, but now you regret it?" ”

Qin Xiaoxiao pushed his hand away, and said with an extremely serious face: "The surname Lu, even if you return it, you can't take my life!" ”

"Silly Xiaoxiao." Lu Yao sneered, his eyes were a little soft, and he said slowly, "How can I be willing to ask for your life, it's nothing more than taking a few drops of blood from your fingertips in two months." ”

Hearing this, Qin Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief, it was just a few drops of blood, and she generously stretched out her right hand: "Take it!" ”

"Really?" Lu Yao smiled and looked serious.

"The surname is Lu, you have a good time." Qin Xiaoxiao urged impatiently, it was still very cost-effective to exchange a few drops of blood for his trust.

Lu Yao walked to the door and instructed the people outside the house: "Like the wind, let Dr. Yang prepare the antidote, and the young lady is willing to become a medicine guide." ”

"Yes, Lord of the Valley." His expression remained unchanged like the wind for thousands of years, and a trace of consternation flashed in his eyes.

It didn't take long for Rufeng Huo to walk into the warm pavilion with the medicine in his hand, respectfully handed the medicine bowl to her, and said kindly: "Young lady, please drop blood into the medicine bowl." ”

There was a thin silver needle next to the medicine bowl, Qin Xiaoxiao knew very well what to do, if there was no blood for the medicine, it would not work on Lu Yao's illness at all, she was the key.

Qin Xiaoxiao picked up the silver needle and pierced her index finger, a few drops of blood fell into the clear medicinal juice, she felt that this medicine was very magical, exuding a trace of good medicinal fragrance.

"Is it okay?" She asked, putting down the silver needle.

Lu Yao held her hand, gently sucked her injured finger, and asked pityingly, "Xiaoxiao, does it still hurt?" ”

"It's just a minor injury, it's fine." Qin Xiaoxiao's face was indifferent.

Waiting for the blood to be completely integrated into the medicinal juice, Lu Yao took the medicine bowl and drank it all, the sweet feeling came up, it turned out to be so evocative, this was the first time he experienced the sweet feeling, like rain falling on the dry earth, the pleasant feeling made him unbelievable.

"Xiaoxiao!" His bright eyes looked at her with affection.

"Huh?" Qin Xiaoxiao's expression was a little foggy, and she asked suspiciously, "How long will it take for your senses to recover?" ”

Lu Yao replied truthfully: "It takes several years to take blood once every two months to recover." ”

Qin Xiaoxiao wanted to cry without tears, and suddenly wanted to stuff back the question just now, she thought that it would be good to take a few blood, and when he got bored, her chances of escaping became greater.