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When the young man’s eyes were closed, the gloom and hostility on his face were totally lost. His face just looked sick and pitiful.
Seeing him like that Jiang Lao was no longer afraid of him, she even felt a little pain.
Now that the young man was awake, it was a different matter.
Rong Ming lowered his eyes.
His clothes were darker in color, even the brown medicine overturned on it, didn’t look obvious.
On the contrary, it was her, with bright lily color cuffs, looking abrupt with the brown spots on it.
Seeing his glance, Jiang Lao subconsciously hid her sleeves.
Most of the girls who come out of high-ranking families value their appearance and cleanliness and pay particular attention to their appearance and dress.
Jiang Lao knew how to be decent and beautiful— beauty was not just about the face but also depended on appearance.
It was rare for her clothes to be smeared with dust, not to mention the sticky and herbal smell of medicine on her sleeves as it was now.
Jiang Lao was serving people for the first time, she was unskilled and clumsy.
Jiang Lao lowered his head, almost subconsciously trying to hide her sleeves, but she didn’t know that all of this had already fallen into Rong Ming’s eyes.
She could obviously take this point to claim credit and emphasize how tired she was.
But she didn’t.
Rong Ming’s eyes stayed on her for a long time, dark, like a quiet pool hidden deep in the forest.
After staring awkwardly at the young man, Jiang Lao quickly changed the subject, “You are awake now, do you feel better?”
Rong Ming opened his eyes, and slowly he sat up. He wanted to talk, but as he opened his mouth he coughed heavily.
The cough was as violent as he was going to cough up all his internal organs.
Seeing this, Jiang Lao immediately felt anxious, and handed him a glass of warm water and said, “How come you cough so badly?”
Although Rong Ming took the glass of water she handed over, he hesitated before drinking it.
In the end, he drank it.
Seeing that he was now willing to drink the water she gave, Jiang Lao smirked.
When she saw the young man looking at her, she immediately put away her smile.
Jiang Lao got up, brought one small medicine packet after another, and placed it in front of him.
She squatted and pointed at the medicine, “This is a medicine for treating cold, this is for treating your leg problems. And this one for the wound.”
She carefully told the instructions that the old doctor had given and talked about everything in great detail, but even after talking for a long time, she couldn’t bear to tell him that when the old doctor looked at his leg injury, he shook his head.
The old doctor said that there was only little hope of healing…
The old doctor told her that the young man had a foundation in martial arts, and judging from his physique, he should be a talented person, but unfortunately, he broke his leg.
If he wanted to reach his previous martial arts level… it was basically impossible.
The only thing you could count on was good luck. Maybe an unexpected change could cure his legs completely in the end.
It was just that hope was so slim that it might not happen.
Rong Ming said with a hoarse voice, “How many silver tales have you paid for these medicines and quilts on my body?”
Hearing this, Jiang Lao was taken aback for a moment.
She didn’t want his money, if he could owe her something, it would be a very good thing for her.
Jiang Lao tilted her head, trying to confuse the matter by answering perfunctorily, “These things are not expensive.”
“On the third day of next month, someone will send me monthly money, and then I will give you the money.”
As if he hadn’t heard her words, Rong Ming just wanted to get the answer he wanted, so he asked again, “How many silver taels do these medicines cost?”
The tone of the questioning was stubborn and domineering, making it clear that he wouldn’t stop until he heard the answer.
Because of his domineering aura, Jiang Lao almost felt that she had immediately returned to the dream when he was her master and she was just his maid.
She unconsciously answered, “Ten… no, one or two silver.”