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"Li Cu, are you really that idle? Coming over here to eavesdrop on me. I’m only delaying our school start because of my injury, and even so, it won't be long now. Don't you need to prepare for your first day at school?"
"But it's your first day too."
"Not really. If you think about it, between my past life and this one, I've spent more than half my time in school. I miss those days a lot."
Li Cu continued to chatter in her ear, "Besides, I'm going there for you. I’m worried those people will ignore you and isolate you, so I’m going to keep you company."
"Alright, I know you care about me and want to help. But I'm hungry. Can you bring me something to eat? Misha is probably making sesame paste right now; the whole courtyard smells amazing. You should go guard the pot; I definitely want the first bowl."
Li Cu left, and Sang Qingxiao's mind was filled with thoughts of sesame paste, but she was first met with a bowl of bitter medicine brought by Old Vine.
Sang Qingxiao sniffed it and complained, "Oh no, did you really add Huanglian? He urged you to put it in, and you actually did. When did you become so obedient?"
"Bitter medicine is good for health. Because of Whale Fall, you've been a bit fiery lately; I should thank That Kid for reminding me."
Old Vine grinned widely.
"Where is he?"
"He was watching me put in the Huanglian and then ran off."
"Watching? What does that mean? Is he worried you wouldn’t add it?"
"Don't try to guess what that little boy is thinking; even Old Man can’t figure out the ambiguous relationship between you two."
"But don’t worry too much. Honestly, That Kid only has this much courage. When I added the Huanglian, he seemed a bit regretful. While I turned around, he secretly added a handful of sugar and then ran off with red ears."
"Don’t just stare at it without drinking! He mixed it carefully; I can’t replicate this ratio. It smells bitter but sweet; there’s definitely a unique flavor."
"Actually, I'm not that injured; you know that. This medicine is mainly for nourishing the body. Not drinking it won’t matter much."
As Sang Qingxiao spoke, she tried to set the medicine down, but Old Vine took on a stern elder's demeanor and began lecturing her about how rare the herbs were and how meticulous he had been with the proportions. He even personally guarded it for several hours.
"Oh dear, can you talk? To make him stop, Sang Qingxiao gulped it down in one go. The moment it hit her tongue, it was both sweet and bitter—a strange taste that almost made her gag. Under Old Vine's kind yet peculiar gaze, she forced herself to swallow it down while mentally noting to give Qi Xiaomian a piece of her mind later.
Even after eating two bowls of rich and sweet black sesame paste afterward, her mood didn’t improve.
After some light-hearted banter, Old Vine turned serious and said with concern, "I have no idea about Eggy's condition. With so much Whale Oil soaking it, there's been no sign of movement."
"No sign? Isn’t its shell looking a bit shinier? Eggy has some damage; recovery won’t be easy. Jingnan Hui also said it needs time—an uncertain amount of time—so we just have to wait."
Sang Qingxiao tried to reassure him, but it didn’t seem very effective. Old Vine hesitated as if wanting to say something more. Knowing him well enough, Sang Qingxiao said seriously, "I see you're not just waiting patiently; you're probably counting too many things in your mind and itching to add something in there to intervene and hasten its emergence—just to showcase your abilities!"
Old Vine blinked and nodded slightly.
Heh, don't forget that Jingnan Hui still has some of his soul left. If you dare to touch his precious one, he won't let you off even in death.
I'm not just talking nonsense; I have my reasons. Old Vine has brought out many books, and combining them, I've come up with a rough idea.
Sang Qingxiao raised his hand to stop him from rambling on. "Don't court death, and don't drag me down with you!"
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