Not long after, the carriage arrived. It was comfortably furnished with several layers of thick cushions.
Qiao Mai lifted him with a princess carry. At that moment, Yuan Jiaqi blushed bright red, quickly closing his eyes, afraid someone might see this scene.
Once they were on the carriage, she turned to the doctor from the medical hall and informed him that the academy had already paid the expenses. Then she settled in the carriage, sitting cross-legged beside him.
After Yuan Jiaqi took the pill, he felt an itch in the injured area.
"What's this medicine?"
"It's for treating your wounds. I helped a monk on my way out, and this is his repayment."
"It seems to be working. The pain is not as bad."
"Yes, as long as it's effective!"
The carriage made its way slowly, and it was already dark when they reached Tianshui Town. Qiao Mai gave some silver to the coachman and told him to find an inn.
