Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!-Chapter 1007: Just Help Me, Will You?

"Hey, can you really treat Jun Moyan’s leg?"

"Yes."

"You’re not bluffing, right? You haven’t even seen it."

"There’s no disease in this world that I can’t cure. Even if someone’s soul has gone to the Hall of Yama, I can bring them back." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Don’t make it sound so scary. Since you can cure it, why not help Jun Moyan?" Xiaobai said with a grin.

Xiaobai was surprised that Feng Liyan really had such capabilities.

"Hey, I thought you were mad at me. Why are you talking to me now?"

He had just decided to deliver the medicine first and then try to coax him.

"No, no... it’s not that serious. You said tonic medicine is just tonic medicine. Let’s not talk about that, let’s get back to Jun Moyan."

"Nothing more to say, I won’t treat him."

"Don’t be so absolute. Everything is negotiable. As a doctor, you shouldn’t let personal grudges prevent you from saving a life, right? You’re not on good terms with the Third Young Master, but Jun Moyan is innocent, and he really takes great care of Miss Wen."

"..." Feng Liyan pretended not to hear.

"Just think of it as doing a good deed, and help them out."

"No thanks, I’ve accumulated enough virtue in this lifetime to bless me for eternity. Any more and I might not be able to handle it."

"Pfft, I think you’re just bluffing. It’s not that you refuse to save him, but you can’t do it and are afraid of losing your ’Medicine King’ title if it doesn’t work out."

"Provocation tactics won’t work on me."

"..." Xiaobai pouted helplessly.

"Then, then if you won’t help the Third Young Master, how about helping me?" Xiaobai didn’t even know where he got the courage to say that.

Actually, Xiaobai’s reasoning was for Jun Moyan’s sake.

After all, when you think about it, the Third Young Master only has these two relatives.

No one hopes more than the Third Young Master that Jun Moyan can stand up again.

Feng Liyan suddenly stopped, then looked at the slightly nervous and expectant Xiaobai, and asked, "So, are you asking me to repay the favor of saving Xiaobai?"

His expression was calm, his tone neither light nor heavy, showing no emotion on his face, but if you looked closely, you could see some displeasure in his brows.

"No, no, saving Xiaobai has nothing to do with anyone else, and I don’t need you to repay any favor."

Upon hearing this, Feng Liyan’s expression improved slightly.

"Then stop the nonsense. Didn’t you say we’re going for a check-up? Which way?"

Only then did Xiaobai realize that they had unwittingly walked to the entrance of the Wu Garden.

Xiaobai grinned and waved his hand.

"Forget it, I trust you. Let’s go eat instead. Food comes first."

He said this while pulling Feng Liyan’s arm and heading to the left.

"Hey, what are we going to eat? How about hot pot? It’s the best thing in this cold weather. I know a place with really good flavors and fresh ingredients."

"Hot pot?"

What’s that?

Eating fire or eating pot?

"Forget it, you’re a germaphobe. You probably wouldn’t handle hot pot well, plus you’d smell afterward."

Hearing Xiaobai consider his preferences, Feng Liyan felt a bit moved and quite happy.

"Let’s just have that, but find a cleaner place."

"Are you sure?"

"Mm."

"Alright, alright, let’s go, let’s go."

After walking for more than half an hour, Xiaobai took Feng Liyan to a place that indeed looked quite nice.

However, as soon as they stepped in, the aroma made Feng Liyan wrinkle his nose, wanting to turn back immediately.

Xiaobai didn’t notice, eagerly choosing a spot with fewer people around and sat down.

Feng Liyan glanced at the tables around them, eyeing the red-hot soup bases, feeling an upset stomach and a burning sensation in his gut.