"Yaoyao?"
"You're awake." Ying Zijin sat up on the bed. "Wait for me to change my clothes."
She got out of bed, picked up the new clothes that were folded next to her, and went into the bathroom to change.
After changing, she went to open the door.
Fu Yunshen held a glass of water and handed it to her. "Warm, light salt water."
Ying Zijin took it and slowly took a sip.
Fu Yunshen went in and asked, "Does your hand still hurt?"
Hearing this, Ying Zijin raised her left hand and showed it to him. "It's okay. It's just a small injury. There's no blood left."
The handcuffs that Diwu Hui brought were of poor quality. She didn't know where they were made.
She was cut by the barbs on them, but it wasn't because they tied her up tightly.
Ying Zijin remembered the Lingbao Ginseng that Diwu Fan gave her yesterday. She walked to the side of the boat and took out the box from under the pillow. "This is for you."
"What's this?" Fu Yunshen raised his eyelashes and sniffed it slightly. "Medicine?"
"Lingbao Ginseng." Ying Zijin opened the box and said concisely, "It can restore the origin of the body."
The origin of the body was a very general concept.
This was the saying of the ancient martial arts world and the ancient medicine world.
Modern people didn't say so.
A person's essence, qi, spirit, and lifespan could all be attributed to the origin of the body.
Fu Yunshen's hand paused.
He had heard of Lingbao Ginseng.
Someone in the ancient martial arts world specially planted it. There were three of them in total.
The other two were not mature yet. The one that Diwu Fan bought had matured recently.
Originally, the ancient medicine world wanted to send this Lingbao Ginseng to the ancient martial arts world, but it was stopped by Diwu Fan.
Diwu Fan bought the Lingbao Ginseng as long as it could prolong Diwu Yue's life.
However, after Diwu Yue's birth chart was changed, this Lingbao Ginseng was no longer useful.
Diwu Fan knew that even if Ying Zijin changed her birth chart, it would consume the origin of the body, so he sent the Lingbao Ginseng over.
"Brother, there's no need." Fu Yunshen did not take it. He slowly patted her head. "Little friend, although I can't compare to you in some areas, my body is better than yours."
After a pause, he smiled again. "You've helped me a lot. How can I watch you get hurt? You can eat it all."
If it weren't for Ying Zijin, Master Fu wouldn't have been able to hold on last time.
He was so good to her because she was good to him.
Ying Zijin raised her eyes, but did not withdraw her hand.
She didn't say anything, but her eyes said it all.
— — Do you want to eat?
In the end, Fu Yunshen chose to compromise.
He held his forehead and said helplessly, "Half each?"
He could tell that if he didn't eat it, she would send the ginseng back.
Only then did Ying Zijin take out the ginseng from the box.
Sometimes, the more precious a medicinal ingredient was, the more ordinary it looked.
Although the Lingbao Ginseng had the word "ginseng" in its name, it looked completely different from ginseng.
Instead, it looked like a green leaf.
Ying Zijin tore it in the middle.
Fu Yunshen looked at her action. "Yaoyao, you're not tearing half. You're tearing two-thirds."
Ying Zijin did not look up. "I'm a science student. I know better than you."
Fu Yunshen did not say anything. She put two-thirds of the Lingbao Ginseng in his palm.
His eyelashes moved, and he looked down at the ginseng in his hand. He did not eat it immediately.
The Lingbao Ginseng tasted a little sour and sweet. It tasted like an apple.
After Ying Zijin finished eating, she noticed that he did not move. "What are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Fu Yunshen came back to his senses and said calmly, "I remember what happened in the past. No one would share food with me."
He did not like to recall the past, but memories were like a cage, firmly trapping people inside.
But in this year, he rarely had those bloody dreams, and his mood gradually calmed down.
After eating the Lingbao Ginseng, Fu Yunshen stood up and patted the girl's head with the other hand. He smiled gently. "Thank you, Yaoyao. I'm very happy."
**
Although Diwu Fan gave her the Lingbao Ginseng, her body's origin could not be recovered in a short time.
Fu Yunshen helped Ying Zijin to ask for leave from the training camp. He accompanied her to live in the Diwu Family to recuperate.
The Diwu Family was a family of fortune tellers. The location of the ancestral house was naturally a good place.
Most of the members of the Diwu Family lived in the city center. There were few people in the ancestral house, which was very suitable for recuperation.
Yunshan was sent out, so he did not know that his young master had been telling Ying Zijin stories every day in the Diwu Family.
It was about the book, Celtic Mythology.
"I don't want to listen to fairy tales." On the tenth day, Ying Zijin finally could not listen to it anymore. She looked at him expressionlessly. "Can you tell me something that an adult can listen to? Sir? "
"Yaoyao, if I'm not wrong —" Fu Yunshen closed the book. "Today is October 3rd. Your birthday is March 24th."
"There are nearly five months before you become an adult. Children should listen to stories that children should listen to."
"I don't want to listen." Ying Zijin sat up from the bed, hugged the pillow, and walked out ruthlessly. "I'm going to watch TV."
There was a TV in the Diwu Family, but it had always been a decoration.
Only Diwu Yue would watch it.
Ying Zijin went to find her and saw that the TV in the living room was indeed on.
But Diwu Yue was not.
She sat down on the sofa.
"Miss, I made delicious food for you." Hearing the movement in the living room, Diwu Yue walked in from the kitchen with a plate. "I specially used hundred-year-old ginseng. It's good for your health."
Ying Zijin heard this and turned her head, only to see a plate of black stuff. "…"
She was afraid that she would die if she ate it.
Fu Yunshen, who had followed her, also saw it.
He rolled up the sleeves of his shirt to the middle of his forearm. "Let me do it, Yaoyao. You watch TV first."
As he spoke, he walked into the kitchen.
Ying Zijin looked away. "You eat."
"Oh, that's good. Grandpa didn't let me touch the hundred-year-old ginseng before. He only gave it to me when he heard that I wanted to cook for you." Diwu Yue held the plate happily.
She picked up the chopsticks, took a bite, and immediately vomited. Her face turned purple. "F * ck, I'm going to kill myself. Why is it so disgusting?"
Diwu Yue immediately poured the food on the plate into the trash can.
Fortunately, she didn't give it to her sister. Otherwise, she would really die.
Diwu Yue sat on the sofa dejectedly, but after watching the TV for a while, she became lively again. "Sister, have you watched this before?"
Ying Zijin nodded. "I've watched a little."
The TV was playing "The Spy", which was played by Shang Yaozhi.
It was broadcasted once during the summer vacation, and now it was the second time.
This drama was very popular. After First Light Media acquired Xing Chen Entertainment, this drama naturally fell into the hands of First Light Media.
Just the first broadcast alone brought in 500 million in profits for First Light Media.
The ability of the number one Best Actor was not to be trifled with.
It was also because of this drama that the female lead of "The Spy", Ye Xi, successfully became a popular actress.
"Sister, you don't like to watch it?" Diwu Yue saw that Ying Zijin didn't seem to be interested. "It's so interesting. I really want to know who the betrayer is."
"Yes, I don't like it."
"Then what do you like? I'll change it for you. "
"It's melodramatic."
"…"
Diwu Yue quietly changed to a channel that was broadcasting a transmigration drama.
As she watched, she suddenly felt that melodramatic dramas were really good.
Thirty minutes later.
Fu Yunshen brought in the dishes he had prepared.
Three dishes and a soup.
It was a very ordinary home-cooked dish, but it looked, smelled, and tasted good. It was very appetizing.
Fu Yunshen turned his head. "Yaoyao, stop watching. Come and eat."
Ying Zijin washed her hands and walked over.
Diwu Yue didn't come over.
She looked at the table full of dishes, rubbed her stomach, and snorted. "Forget it, I'm full. I'm going to study."
Ying Zijin thought for a while. "You haven't eaten anything, and you're full?"
Fu Yunshen wiped his hands and sat down. "Maybe I drank the northwest wind."
Diwu Yue, who had just stood up and heard everything clearly, was speechless.
She was so angry that she sat down again and took out her phone to browse Weibo.
She felt that high-tech was good, so she couldn't understand why her other siblings didn't even use their phones.
Diwu Yue liked to browse Weibo and watch videos.
She also had a Weibo account, and her personal profile was that she was a feng shui master.
There really were people who asked her for fortune-telling.
However, it was indeed very simple to read palms and faces.
"Sister." As she browsed, Diwu Yue suddenly raised her head and held up her phone. She looked very serious. "Sister, is this you?"
There was a Weibo post on her phone.
[@ YanBao's A Sweet Candy: Let everyone see the true face of the so-called genius. So violent that she sent someone to the hospital and hasn't recovered yet. Is she worthy of representing the country in the ISC finals?]
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