When Anjing woke up, she found Han Qi staring at her with a gloomy face.
Anjing silently reached out to touch her cheeks. There was really no mask to protect her. Damn, she really fell for it!
The two of them looked at each other. Anjing blinked her eyes. Her stomach was still throbbing. She couldn't deceive herself even if she wanted to! Without a disguise to protect her, she felt very insecure. Alas, should she be honest and strict? Or should she be thick-skinned to the end?
Anjing covered her stomach and was silent for a while. Glancing at the strange scenery around her, a touch of doubt appeared in her eyes. She changed the topic and asked, "Where are we?"
Seeing that she could still be so calm after being seen through, Han Qi had a further understanding of how thick-skinned she was. But he still answered her coldly, "Jishitang."
Damn it, then he must know why she fainted! Moreover, could it be that he sent her here? With this in mind, An Jing stole a few glances at his clothes. Indeed, there were a few inconspicuous bloodstains on them. She immediately felt a sense of shame. As her period had come so suddenly, she had only had time to remove her undergarments to make sanitary pads. She hadn't even had the time to change out of her clothes!
Anjing couldn't help but cry in her heart, but she still had to be strong. She pretended to be calm and said, "Thank you, Brother Han, for sending me here. I feel much better now. It's getting late. You'd better hurry back to the Academy!"
Glancing at her cheeks and neck, which were almost as red as rouge, Han Qi suddenly felt that she was much better than her half-dead appearance just now. However, she wanted to get away with it as soon as she woke up. She wanted to burn the bridge after crossing the river. She was much more ruthless and shameless than he thought!
Han Qi put a bowl of medicinal tea in front of her and said lightly, "Since you feel much better, it seems that you don't need to drink this bowl of medicinal tea to relieve pain!"
Medicinal tea to relieve pain? Anjing decisively reached out her hand to take back the medicinal tea, intending to drink it in one gulp. However, she underestimated the bitterness of the ancient medicinal tea. She almost died from the bitterness. It was the first time in her life that she had drunk something so bitter and strange!
Han Qi took out a candied date and waved it in front of her. "Is it bitter?"
Anjing's eyes unconsciously followed the candied dates in his hand. She nodded subconsciously. "It's so bitter!"
Han Qi's snow-white eyes narrowed slightly. He suddenly threw the candied date into the corner of his mouth and chewed it twice. Facing her incredulous gaze, he sneered coldly, "Ah, bitter is right. I specially asked the doctor to add a few grams of Coptis Chinensis into your medicinal tea!"
Anjing widened her eyes. Was she hallucinating? Forget it, she shouldn't lie to herself. F * ck, she really wanted to kill him. What should she do!!!
Anjing, who had suffered so much that he started to doubt his life, gritted his teeth and asked, "Why?" Why did he have to do such a crazy thing?
"Of course it's because I want to!" Han Qi, who had been smiling a second ago, said in a cold voice, "Should I call you Xiao Cui or Anjing?"
This question was too sharp. Anjing immediately withered. She put away her ferocious expression and smiled fawningly. "Why don't we talk about Coptis Chinensis again?"
Han Qi's aura became even more gloomy when he saw that she was still playing dumb. He said darkly, "You're just a servant girl. How did you get into the Lin 'an Academy? Did that woman pull some strings for you?"
"Brother Han, what do you mean by that? I got into the Lin 'an Academy with my own abilities! " Anjing pretended to be angry, but on the inside, she was crying. His expression was so scary. She was about to kneel down in fear!
Han Qi took out two pieces of paper and pointed at the handprints on them. "This is Xiao Cui's handprint on the slave contract. This is your handprint. They're the same. What do you say?"
Slave contract? Anjing cursed inwardly. However, she had no choice but to be thick-skinned. She blinked her clear eyes and said innocently, "Brother Han, you're being a little biased. There are all kinds of strange things in this world. There are many people who are similar. Therefore, it's not surprising that our handprints are similar, right?"
Han Qi snorted coldly. "Heh, why don't we go directly to the government and ask them and see what they have to say?"
What a cruel suggestion! Anjing frowned decisively. She held her stomach and whimpered pitifully. "It hurts! It's so uncomfortable! Wah wah wah, am I going to die? "
Han Qi knew that she was probably faking it, but he still called for a doctor with a dark expression. "Doctor Jing, she says she's uncomfortable. Can you take a look at her and see what's going on?"
"This young lady has been malnourished since she was young. She often suffers from colds. Her body is very weak and cold, which makes her uncomfortable during her menstrual cycle. You should take good care of yourself. Otherwise, it will be difficult for you to get pregnant in the future. You'll be disliked by your husband's family, "Doctor Jing said earnestly.
As a mission enforcer who frequently transmigrated, Anjing had never thought about getting married and having children in the mission world. Therefore, she didn't care about whether it was easy for her to get pregnant or not. What she cared about was, "Doctor, let's talk about other things later. Please prescribe me more painkillers. By the way, please add less Coptis Chinensis and more honey. "
Doctor Jing shook his head disapprovingly. "Young lady, painkillers only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. Drinking too much of it won't do any good to your body. You should take good care of yourself. Otherwise, your body will become weaker day by day."
Become weaker day by day? She didn't want to become a sickly person. Anjing frowned and asked, "How should I take care of myself?"
"Drink three doses of medicinal tea a day for three months. See how it goes and make some simple changes," Doctor Jing said while stroking his beard.
Hearing this, Anjing's mouth twitched. The medicinal tea tasted so bad. Drinking it three times a day for three months? She didn't think she could take it! However, Doctor Jing meant well, so she nodded and said with a smile, "Thank you, Doctor Jing. When I have spare money, I'll come back and ask you for a prescription. Take care of yourself."
Seeing Anjing's indifferent and perfunctory attitude, Han Qi frowned and said directly, "Doctor Jing, just give her a prescription and give her ten days' worth of medicine. Just put the money on my tab."
"Doctor Jing, you don't have to give me a prescription. Just give me a prescription for painkillers!" Anjing stared at Han Qi with grief and indignation. She didn't want to take medicine every day. Besides, why should he make the decision for her? He paid for her to take medicine. This was definitely a blatant retaliation!
Seeing that she didn't take care of her body, Han Qi became even angrier. He shook the slave contract in his hand and said coldly, "I'm your master. Whatever I say goes!"
Upon seeing this, An Jing was infuriated as well. She suddenly grabbed his wrist and used her body to force him onto the couch. She snatched the indenture agreement from his hand at lightning speed and tore it into pieces before revealing a smug and provocative smile. Hmph, now that he doesn't have the indenture agreement, let's see how he'll threaten me!
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