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    "Don't worry about paying to build the wall, I'm responsible for it!" Li Mengxue spoke in a very urgent voice, accompanied by rapid breathing, while her eyes were always on Huangfu Qingyue.  It was obvious that she only cared about Huangfu Qingyue's injury now. She had forgotten all about purgatory and building walls.  Because she was too nervous about Huangfu Qingyue's injury and jogging all the way, her breathing became rapid.  Yang Jian looked at Li Mengxue, slightly helpless.  ¡°Actually, what he wanted to say was that he didn¡¯t care about the small amount of money needed to build the wall. He was just too lazy to deal with such troublesome matters. He didn¡¯t expect that Li Mengxue would misunderstand him.  However, it was a little troublesome to explain this kind of thing, and Yang Jian didn't bother to explain it.  ¡° Moreover, the most important thing now is to heal Huangfu Qingyue¡¯s injuries.  During the conversation, Yang Jian had already brought Huangfu Qingyue home.  He put Huangfu Qingyue on the bed, and then found a few doses of medicinal materials from the box Yang Zhenhai brought.  Unlike the last time he refined the antidote for Yang Zhenhai, in addition to the small tripod last time, Yang Jian also took out something similar to a filter.  After boiling the medicinal materials in a small cauldron, Yang Jian filtered the medicinal liquid and boiled it again.  As time passes slowly, the water in the small tripod evaporates quickly, and the medicinal solution gradually becomes thicker.  If it still smells like medicine when you stay up late at first, then when you stay up late at this concentration, the smell will be very unpleasant.  Li Mengxue frowned, covered her nose and said, "Yang Jian, is this thing really effective? How about sending Sister Qingyue to the hospital." There was still a flame rising in Yang Jian's palm, which seemed to Li Mengxue to be a very strange scene.  .  But she was not surprised at all, she was just worried about whether Yang Jian's medicine could cure Huangfu Qingyue's injury, which showed Huangfu Qingyue's status in her heart.  ¡°If I don¡¯t give her an explanation, I¡¯m afraid she won¡¯t trust Huangfu Qingyue to take the medicine.  Yang Jian took the opportunity to boil the medicine and said: "Of course you can send it to the hospital, but have you thought about the consequences? You are a famous daughter of heaven. There are countless people watching you, openly or secretly. If you take Huangfu Qing  If I go to the hospital every month, I'm afraid it will be on the news immediately." Yang Jian knew exactly what this kind of thing meant to Li Mengxue.  ¡°For someone like her, once the news of accompanying Huangfu Qingyue to the hospital spreads, it will definitely attract the attention of all parties.  Even if she used her power to stop most reporters, it would be difficult to stop people from major families.  By that time, Huangfu Qingyue would not be able to rest in peace.  Li Mengxue paused, looking embarrassed.  At this moment, Huangfu Qingyue gently pulled Li Mengxue's sleeve and said tiredly: "Mr. Li, believe him, he has no reason to harm us. Moreover, think about what happened to Yang Jian recently, his  The ability is far beyond our imagination.¡± Since even Huangfu Qingyue said this, Li Mengxue naturally had no reason to refuse.  She gritted her teeth and said, "Even Sister Qingyue believes in you anyway, so just give her treatment." While making the decision, Li Mengxue explained apologetically: "I believe you won't hurt us, but,  This kind of thing is related to Sister Qingyue's health, so I have to be careful. I hope you can understand." "I can understand it, but caring about it will cause chaos." Yang Jian smiled slightly and gently wiped the liquid on Huangfu Qingyue's face.  On the wound.  No, strictly speaking, these are no longer medicinal liquids.  After such a long time of refining, the original liquid medicine has become extremely viscous, and these should be regarded as ointments.  When the ointment was placed in the small cauldron, the smell of the ointment already made Li Mengxue frown.  Now wiping it on Huangfu Qingyue¡¯s body, Li Mengxue immediately covered her nose and backed away.  She almost retreated to the gate before saying with a smile: "Sister Qingyue, I'm sorry" As a person who takes medicine, Huangfu Qingyue naturally feels it more deeply.  She grimaced, closed her eyes and did not dare to look. At the same time, she held her breath and answered Li Mengxue: "Mr. Li, you can go do your own thing. Don't delay your business for me. With Yang Jian here, my injury is nothing."  " "Okay. " After confirming that Huangfu Qingyue was okay, Li Mengxue probably wanted to leave.  When Huangfu Qingyue said these words, she immediately went down the steps: "When you were fighting with the people in Purgatory just now, my other bodyguards had already gone to find helpers. The time should be almost up, I will wait a moment.  By the way, how does it feel when those ointments are applied on your body? " Huangfu Qingyue must have felt uncomfortable holding his breath.  She raised her head first, took a deep breath, and then said: "It feels refreshing and cool, a bit like mint. After the ointment is rubbed off, my wound no longer hurts."It is actually a very good medicine, but the smell of it is really unpleasant.  " Yang Jian listened to the conversation between the two girls, and he felt an urge to laugh, and he felt proud that the prank was successful. In fact, with Yang Jian's ability, it is not difficult to cover up the smell of the medicine. He did not do so, firstly because of the refining treatment.  He was in a hurry when taking the medicine and couldn't remember it for a moment; secondly, he didn't expect the two girls to be so resistant to the smell of medicine; as for the third reason, it was just a prank. At this moment, there was a knock on the door behind Li Mengxue.  The sound of the door was very rhythmic. It could be judged from the knocking that the person who came was not malicious. Li Mengxue, who was standing by the door, looked back and saw several men in casual clothes standing outside the door.  His body was covered with tattoos and the like, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he looked like he was the best in the world. Just by looking at this appearance, Yang Jian immediately connected them with gangsters. But Yang Jian didn't have much reaction.  . Because Li Mengxue looked relieved when she saw these "gangsters". Sure enough, Li Mengxue said hello to Yang Jian and Huangfu Qingyue and followed Yang Jian.  I couldn't help but mutter: "I have lived for so many years, but I have never seen a bodyguard dressed like this. I am getting old.  " Huangfu Qingyue couldn't help laughing and said: "They dressed up like this on purpose. Mr. Li doesn't like to be followed by a lot of people when she goes out, at least not on the surface, but she can't live without bodyguards, so she has to let the bodyguards disguise themselves like this.  .  Of course Yang Jian could see this. He was just lamenting the ever-changing world. He was not interested in talking about this kind of thing with Huangfu Qingyue, so he changed the subject and said, "Huangfu Qingyue, do you know where the headquarters of Purgatory is?"  This group of clowns is getting more and more troublesome, and I want to find a time to kill them all.  "    "have no idea.  " Huangfu Qingyue's answer was completely beyond Yang Jian's expectations. Yang Jian looked at Huangfu Qingyue with wide eyes, doubting whether she was lying.
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