Seeing Mingshu's eyes dim in an instant, Yue Fuguang sighed, "I'll go stew some medicine and ponder over the antidote. You go in and see him, but it's best not to stay too long."
Mingshu nodded, a touched look flashing in her eyes, "Thank you, Miss Yue."
If it wasn't for Yue Fuguang being there, the situation would probably be much more complicated.
Yue Fuguang curled her lips, "He lucked into catching the plague, that's the only reason I agreed to treat him. As for the Qianji on his body, I can't solve it!"
Even if she could, she wouldn't. She wasn't Wen Renbai, who dared to do things cursed by the heavens!
Not to mention Si Chu's terrible attitude. He made it clear he wouldn't ask for her help, so why should she offer help unasked? She wasn't idle with nothing better to do!
Mingshu moved her lips, wanting to say something, but in the end, she swallowed her words, "Still, thank you, Miss Yue."
