F{h*F 5#/LjQingyue is dumber than third brother.
“Third brother, co in,” she said indifferently.
Xiao Yuchuan entered the pharmacy, closing the door behind him, “Wife, being able to co in here, I’m truly flattered.”
“Don’t touch anything randomly,” she warned. “There are a lot of potent poisons here, you could lose your life without knowing it.”
He walked behind her, reaching out to embrace her warm, delicate body from behind, “I won’t touch anything, but what about touching you, can I?”
His warm breath sprayed on the nape of her neck.
Her body stiffened, and she unexpectedly felt a strange impulse, “Looking to die, are you?”
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“We’ve been husband and wife for so long, and you still won’t let touch you… I’m really suffering here,” he complained softly.
“Then you might as well die,” she retorted.
“You wouldn’t bear to lose ,” he grumbled.
She rolled her eyes, “Who says I couldn’t bear it?”
In one corner of the table, there were several pairs of white cloth gloves, specially made for her at the town’s cloth shop for when she conducted experints.
She picked up a glove and put it on, then grabbed a rat from the cage, poured a bit of dicine from a bottle into an empty bowl, and placed both the rat and the bowl on the table.
The rat seed to sll sothing delicious and quickly ate all the dicine in the empty bowl.
Xiao Yuchuan watched the rat consu the dicine and asked curiously, “Wife, why is the rat you’re raising so stupid? It doesn’t even try to escape after leaving the cage.”
“You should ask the rat, how would I know?” she replied.
His sharp eyes fixed on the rat, “Its legs are broken.”
Surprise flashed in her eyes, “Third brother, your eyesight is quite good.”
“I also know which of these various bottles and jars contain poison and which do not,” he stated.
She was sowhat skeptical, “Really?”
He pointed them out to her, “This jar in the top left corner, highly poisonous, this one, not poisonous, that one over there has a slight toxicity…”
She watched as he identified the dicines on her table, one by one.
She felt frustrated, as he hadn’t got a single one wrong.
She looked at him astonished, “Third brother, may I ask which renowned divine doctor’s esteed disciple are you?” Normal people, even those highly skilled in dicine, might not be able to identify the poisonous substances on the table, because she often worked with things that seed toxic but were not, with several being colorless and odorless.
“You,” he said.
She arched an eyebrow, not quite understanding at first.
He reached out with his long, fair hands and pinched her face, “Before I t you, I couldn’t even recognize the characters as big as fists. When you were teaching Fourth Brother dicine, wasn’t I often watching by the side? I read all the dical books I got for Fourth Brother, too.”
She expressed her doubt, “You understood everything I taught?”
He nodded, “Yeah. I’ve also looked through quite a few dical books in the town’s bookstores. I’ve rembered everything in them.”
“How did you rember it?”
“With my brain, what else could I use?” he replied. “Although we bought rice paper at ho, that’s too wasteful. When I go to the bookstore pretending to buy books, I read them all first, so I don’t have to spend money on them, which is great.”
Recalling that he could recite “The Analects” backward, she couldn’t help asking, “Third brother, can you rember anything after just one look?”
“You know, I haven’t really noticed,” he scratched his head, “but it seems like I can.”
Mom! This bastard has a photographic mory. Su Qingyue imdiately felt jealous. What interested her most was this very dical skill; in her last life, aside from taking lives, she spent most of her ti researching dicine.
After arriving at the Xiao Family, having overco her difficulties, she also spent her days collecting and researching dicine.
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