“He died from trying the poison.” Mu Huan lowered her head.
“So, you want to beco Shennong?”
Mu Huan: “...”
“There won’t be a next ti. Otherwise, you can forget about learning dicine!” he snapped.
Mu Huan: “...”
“Did you hear ?”
Mu Huan lowered her head. “Yes.”
“Don’t play dirty tricks with . Otherwise, even if you cry in regret, I won’t be soft-hearted.” Now, not only did Bo Junyan no longer think that his wife was a timid and obedient little white rabbit, but he was increasingly becoming convinced that she was a crafty little fox.
“Absolutely not.” How could she dare to do that when he was so powerful?!
“Be good.” He reached out and caressed her head. She could be a crafty little fox, but she had to listen to him.
Mu Huan was probably crazy. Now that she was especially sensitive to the word “good,” she could not help but roll her eyes at him.
“What’s with that attitude of yours?” Bo Junyan narrowed his eyes, and a dangerous aura imdiately swept over him.
Mu Huan quickly lowered her head. “It’s the appropriate attitude when admitting one’s mistake.”
Seeing that she did not say anything else, he carried her to the sofa and put her down. “Is the antidote the dicine in your hand?”
“Yes.”
“Go ahead.” He sat down opposite her.
The way he looked at her made her feel a little helpless.
“What’s wrong?” Bo Junyan asked when he saw that she was not moving.
“I can’t apply the dicine when you’re looking at like that.”
“Why can’t you apply the dicine?”
“My disgusting arms and legs — if you see them, you’ll be traumatized. Can’t you go and do sothing else for now?”
“Even you find it disgusting?”
“Yes, yes. Even I find it disgusting! So, hurry up and do sothing else!”
Bo Junyan did not move.
“What’s wrong with you...? Don’t you find disgusting? Why do you have to look at ?! You...”
Bo Junyan suddenly said, “I don’t find it disgusting.”
Mu Huan: “...”
She felt disgusted at herself, but he didn’t feel disgusted?
Mu Huan had been staying in the clinic with her granny ever since she was picked up by the latter. Her granny was a well-rounded doctor who looked at all kinds of illnesses. Among them, her knowledge of skin conditions was the best. Hence, when she was young, she had co into contact with a lot of skin diseases. So of them were really disgusting, and Mu Huan, who was a clean freak, couldn’t stand it. There were also so conditions that weren’t related to dermatology yet could still make the skin undergo a very disgusting change. Hence, when she was young, she decided not to be a doctor. She didn’t want to co into contact with these things.
As such, even though she was talented in dicine, she chose to focus on pharmaceutical studies. She wanted to learn more about diseases and illnesses so that she could study dicine better.
No matter how hard she tried, Mu Huan could only pretend that Bo Junyan did not exist as she applied the dicine.
However, because of the trauma she had suffered from skin diseases when she was young, she did not want to look at the bumps on her arms and legs. She had no choice but to do it, so she could only endure the feeling of nausea as she applied the dicine.
This won’t do! It’s unfair if she made Wu Xingye treat her to als for only a month! Two months! A al for at least two months!
Seeing how she was suppressing her disgust in order to apply the ointnt, Bo Junyan frowned and asked, “Since you can’t bear to see sothing like this on your body, why did you think of testing the dicine on yourself?”
Mu Huan: “...”
After a while...
“My head hurts. I’m sick. I was being impulsive.”
Bo Junyan: “...”
What else could he say?
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