Chapter 58: A Bit Satisfying

Chapter 58: Chapter 58: A Bit Satisfying

Hearing these words, Qiao Suluo almost choked on her anger. She knew he had a sharp tongue, but she never expected him to be this venomous. His words were simply grating to the ears. The forced smile on her face instantly vanished. She wondered why she had even smiled at this jerk, let alone tried to comfort him.

Yue Hanzheng looked at her and said, "So you don’t need to smile at me. You look incredibly ugly when you smile like that."

Qiao Suluo puffed her cheeks in pure fury, her hands clenching into tight fists at her sides. She wondered what she should do since she really wanted to hit him. The foundation of this body was actually quite good. Her features resembled her previous life by seventy or eighty percent. It was just that her current physique was on the heavier side, and her skin was somewhat sallow, hiding her true beauty—but it was nowhere near as terrible as Yue Hanzheng claimed. Before she started losing weight and taking care of her skin, she had indeed been dark and ugly, but she looked significantly better now. Her face flushed with anger. "Don’t worry, I have absolutely no designs on you.

"I just didn’t want to watch you die, that’s all."

Hearing this, Yue Hanzheng raised an eyebrow. "That is for the best.

"Even if you had any ideas, it would be useless, so you better put those thoughts away. You are absolutely not my type."

Instead of getting angry, Qiao Suluo’s eyes sparkled with gossip upon hearing this. "Do you have a female beast you like?" she asked. It was good if he had a weakness. A weakness meant he would be easier to win over.

Yue Hanzheng watched her expression, wondering why her eyes lit up at the mention of this. "No, I don’t." Since childhood, his family had always talked about what kind of female beastman was good and what kind of wife he should look for. He had a rough outline in his mind, but it was definitely not someone like Qiao Suluo. His ideal wife would never be like her—fat, ugly, and vicious. She didn’t fit his imagination in the slightest.

Qiao Suluo said, "You don’t need to be so guarded against me. Even if you do, it doesn’t matter; I won’t hurt her.

"You are a free man now and have nothing to do with me, so there’s no need to be so defensive."

She was just completing her mission—healing their bodies and preventing them from turning evil. As for whether Yue Hanzheng had a sweetheart, she couldn’t care less. However, considering his venomous tongue, she honestly didn’t know what kind of female beast could tolerate him. She figured it was probably because of his handsome face.

Flames of humiliation and anger suddenly flared in Yue Hanzheng’s eyes. "I said I don’t. I really don’t."

Qiao Suluo looked entirely unconvinced as she replied, "Alright, you don’t. I never said I didn’t believe you."

Yue Hanzheng was fuming. Did she think he was blind? Judging by her reaction, she clearly didn’t believe a word. Why would he lie about something like this? If he did, he did; if he didn’t, he didn’t. If he liked someone, he liked them; if he didn’t, he didn’t. Did she think he was as hypocritical as she, a female beast, was?

Seeing him so exasperated, Qiao Suluo found it quite amusing. In fact, she felt a trace of satisfaction watching him get angry. That was what he got for bad-mouthing her with his sharp tongue and throwing her to the ground earlier. However, this version of Yue Hanzheng possessed a vibrant energy; he finally felt like a living person. In her dreams, she had seen how he had been in the Medicine King Valley—silent, desolate, lonely, and seemingly dead inside. This was definitely an improvement.

"Yue Hanzheng, whether you believe it or not, I have genuinely changed," Qiao Suluo said.

"If you don’t believe me, you can ask Que Hongjin and Bai Qianluo. They are outside right now, setting up a stall to sell goods."

Yue Hanzheng looked astonished. "You actually made them set up a stall to do such a thing? That’s simply... simply..."

Qiao Suluo curled her lips. "Simply what? Do you still think you hold your previous status? Now that you’ve lost your former identities and positions, people still need to earn silver to survive. Or do you expect us to live on air?

"Also, I’ve already cured Bai Qianluo’s eyes."

Yue Hanzheng grew even more astonished, clearly not believing her words.

"How do you think you woke up? If my medical skills weren’t strong enough, do you really think you could have woken up and survived in your condition?"

Hearing this, Yue Hanzheng fell silent. He could feel the changes in his own body. Medicinal herbs were practically useless on him now; his body was already half a medicine man, completely saturated with various herbs. Yet, just a moment ago, he had felt the pain subside. Some of the poison had been neutralized. This meant she truly did possess medical skills.

"How could you... how could you possibly possess medical skills? You’re just a..."

Qiao Suluo finished his sentence for him. "That’s right, I was indeed an empty-headed fool before. But I’ve awakened some abilities and gained some inherited memories, so I know these things now. That’s why I’ve changed my bad habits. I won’t hurt or abuse any of you ever again."

Yue Hanzheng scrutinized Qiao Suluo carefully before lapsing into silence again. The way she spoke was indeed different from before. However, this female beast was fickle and full of tricks; he couldn’t trust her. Who knew what sinister plot she was brewing this time?

When Yue Hanzheng wasn’t speaking, he was an aloof and handsome man, very pleasing to the eye. But Qiao Suluo harbored no ulterior motives. At most, she just admired him a few extra glances, much like appreciating a fine painting.

"Getting back to business," she continued, "since you’re awake, are you going to come home with me for treatment, or..."

Yue Hanzheng quickly cut her off. "I have nothing to do with you now. I won’t go back with you. You can give up on that idea right now." Her true motive was exactly as he had suspected.

Qiao Suluo wasn’t surprised in the least by his response. "It’s fine if you don’t go back, but we’ll need to find you a place to stay first. Staying at the clinic is far too expensive." All the daily expenses combined amounted to more than a hundred copper coins.

Yue Hanzheng’s expression shifted slightly before he finally agreed. "Fine." As long as he didn’t have to return with her.

While they were inside, they could hear the patient in the adjacent bed talking.

"Dad, once you can get out of bed, I’ll take you to the Drunken Immortal Tower for a meal."

"I’m not going. The food at the Golden Vase Building is cheaper and tastes better anyway."

"Dad, it’s different now. The Drunken Immortal Tower’s business is booming. I’ve been there to eat, and the food tastes much better than the Golden Vase Building’s. The spicy and numbing flavor is completely different from before. You’ll know once you try it..."

Hearing this conversation, Qiao Suluo’s expression shifted. It seemed the Drunken Immortal Tower had used her secret seasoning recipe for Konjac to create other dishes. She had anticipated this when she sold the Konjac recipe, though. At the very least, she had earned thirty taels of silver from it.

Just then, Bai Qianluo entered through the door. Seeing Yue Hanzheng, he gave him a faint nod, his expression indifferent. But when he turned his gaze toward Qiao Suluo, his eyes softened with deep affection. "Wife, the waiter from the Drunken Immortal Tower just came looking for us. He said the Shopkeeper has been searching for you lately to discuss a business deal.

"The waiter is waiting outside and even brought a carriage," he added. They intended to pick them up in person.

Qiao Suluo’s expression brightened upon hearing this, her eyes shining with brilliant light. This meant the Shopkeeper of the Drunken Immortal Tower wanted something from her. Wanting something was a good thing; it meant they could collaborate on business. With more silver earned, she could redeem Chu Moyuan much faster.

Observing this scene from his bed, the confusion on Yue Hanzheng’s face deepened. Bai Qianluo’s eyes—from the looks of it, they were truly healed. But how was that possible? He was well aware of what Bai Qianluo had been through and just how severe his eye condition was. None of the Imperial Physicians in the Capital City nor the folk Divine Doctors had been able to do anything about it. Could Qiao Suluo really have cured him? Moreover, since when did Bai Qianluo speak so gently to her? His tone carried an unmistakable sense of intimacy, and the way he looked at her was completely amiss. The entire situation was completely out of character.