Chapter 536: Thank You Brother Chi for Being So Considerate

“I will treat her as best as I can, using the finest medicine available, but if you want the scars to completely disappear, you’ll have to buy medicine from Medicine King Valley.

They have a Hibiscus Ointment that is said to be specifically for scar removal and whitening.

It’s been hyped up to an exorbitant price on the market, not even a single bottle available in the auction houses.”

Mo Tingshen: “I’ll make contact.”

As he finished speaking, he walked out.

Xu Shu was slightly astonished—who to find?

Nan Jiaojiao.

What they knew was that Nan Jiaojiao was just the disciple of East Sea, but the medicine was developed by Xiao Nanshan.

Though they were fellow disciples from the same sect, no one knew if these two renowned disciples of the Medicine God had any conflicts.

Moreover, Medicine King Valley was infamously difficult to deal with.

If they weren’t willing to sell, even bankrupting oneself to buy would be useless.

Xu Shu moved his lips slightly, swallowing the words on the tip of his tongue, took a new cotton swab, dipped it in the medicine, and applied it to Chu Yao’s cut finger.

Mo Tingshen called Bo Yanching; the dial tone kept ringing without being hung up.

He stood in front of the window, pacing back and forth, as if an entire century had passed before Bo Yanching’s voice was heard: “Is everything alright?”

It sounded very spacious in the background on his side, probably because he had moved to a quiet place.

“Little Brother, are you still at Minglun?”

“Yes.”

“I want to contact Jiaojiao directly, but I’m afraid to do so rashly, so I’m telling you first.

Does she have any way of selling me a bottle of Hibiscus Ointment?”

Bo Yanching was just about to light a cigarette, but he paused at these words, “You did the right thing by contacting me.

Regardless of the extent of Chu Yao’s injuries, don’t let her know about them.

As for the Hibiscus Ointment, I’ll ask East Sea for you.”

Mo Tingshen’s grip on the phone tightened instantly, “You know East Sea?”

“I know.”

Pei Dongshi is the identity of East Sea.

No one in the Bo Family had revealed it, and only Bo Yanching, the Old Lady, and Yaen Chi knew about it.

No one else, not even Auntie Wu and the butler, were aware.

With Bo Yanching’s interference, not the slightest hint of a leak had occurred.

“Is the injury serious?”

Mo Tingshen knew what he was asking about, “Xu Shu can handle it.”

“Good.”

What the price was for requesting East Sea to come out of retirement, no one knew.

To treat Qingshan’s cold poison, it was Nan Jiaojiao who took action, while Pei Dongshi only followed up to help with acupuncture a few times.

Bo Yanching directly contacted Pei Dongshi, who happened to have a bottle on hand.

He didn’t ask for anything else.

Even when Bo Yanching was ready to pay, Pei Dongshi, with a wave of his hand, insisted on gifting it instead.

Bo Yanching walked back, sending a reply message to Mo Tingshen.

Returning to the private room, Yaen Chi was already there.

He had changed his clothes; his hair was half-wet, sitting sideways with one arm bent and resting on the back of the sofa.

Turning his head to speak, “Get lost.

Do you think I’d change my clothes just to see you guys?

Chu Yao threw up all over me.

It’s not like it was perfume.

Did you expect me to happily wear the puked-on clothes here?”

Loo Jinyang thought about the scene and showed a very subtle expression of disgust, “I appreciate Brother Chi being so considerate.”

Yaen Chi slanted a glance at him.

After a while, not sure if he was holding back his anger or just feeling more and more aggrieved, he clicked his tongue twice, “This won’t do.

I’ve got to get Mo the Fox to compensate me for a set of clothes.”

Bo Yanching happened to walk up just then, tugging at Yaen Chi’s open collar, “Dress properly.”

Yaen Chi didn’t move, just lifted his eyes and flashed a sly smile.

“Rein it in.

If you’re really interested, I can ask how much the young men at Minglun charge for their services.”

Yaen Chi: “…”

Bo Yanching deliberately glanced at Yaen Chi’s collarbone, “You’ve lost some weight, but your face looks good.

Work a few days and see if you can bump off the top escort.”

Yaen Chi: “…”

Dammit, his face froze.