Although he fell asleep in the medicinal bath for a long time, Ye Zhibai's mobility was not affected at all.
Even when Jian Chen pinned him down at the table and told him to go to the kitchen to heat up the snacks he bought and cook a bowl of noodles and come back soon, Ye Zhibai still stood up with his jaw tensed and followed him, as if there was a silence behind the young man.
Jian Chen was not particularly familiar with the kitchen in Zhuangzi, especially since he had learned to go out of the valley to buy things in the market, so he had even reduced the number of times he came here.
Now he said he was coming over to cook noodles, but Jian Chen walked around the kitchen several times, but still couldn't remember where he put the shovel he used before.
"Do you remember?" He finally asked about the little animal next to his leg, and gestured with him as he spoke, "we used it to fry rice before."
The little animal shook its head at him with its ears drooped, while Ye Zhibai stood aside and watched quietly from beginning to end, his eyes quietly flowing between the person and the cat.
In the end, Jian Chen gave up looking for the spatula. He heated up the sweet soup and steamed some steamed buns. Finally, he gave half of the candy cakes he bought as snacks to Ye Zhibai.
"I'll just make do with it tonight," he comforted himself and Ye Zhibai. "If I can't find it again tomorrow, I'll go out and buy a new one."
The man sitting in front of him did not speak, but he still habitually kept this incident in his mind silently. Although he frowned after remembering it, he seemed to be wondering why he would do such a thing.
The first meal he had with Ye Zhibai in this world was rough in every aspect.
Fortunately, Ye Zhibai probably liked it. Even though there were nuts in the candy cake that he didn't like, he just hesitated for a moment and then stuffed it into his mouth.
By now, the sky has completely darkened.
Jian Chen sat at the table and stretched, holding the equally lazy cat cub in his arms, with a faint look of tiredness on his face.
Jian Chen, who hadn't slept well for several days, raised his hands and rubbed his eyes. He slumped on the table, resting his chin on his arms, and even his voice softened.
"Do you want to go out later?"
He looked at Ye Zhibai and almost subconsciously asked the other person as usual, but after he said it, he remembered that this was already a new world.
Jian Chen moved his eyes away with some guilt, but then he heard Ye Zhibai's voice falling on his ears.
"You are tired."
Ye Zhibai didn't know when he stood up. He didn't wait for Jian Chen's instructions. He had already picked up the dishes and chopsticks in his hands, but suddenly stopped because of the other party's question.
"You should rest," is what he said.
Looking at him with his eyes on his arms, the corners of his lips raised a little, Jian Chen bent his eyes and responded softly: "Yeah."
This scene is quite extraordinary for an expert to see. It is a taboo for a puppet to disobey its master's orders, let alone that the order between master and servant is completely reversed like theirs, and the puppet actually dares to make demands to the master.
If this happened to them, they would either have to wash away the memory of the puppet and immerse it in the medicinal bath again, or they would ruthlessly destroy this bold and uncontrollable puppet.
Jian Chen didn't understand their thoughts and was unwilling to do such a terrible thing to Ye Zhibai.
He lay on the table and slowly rubbed the little monster in his arms. Hearing the other party's gentle footsteps walking out the door, he quietly froze in front of the table. In a daze, he lowered his head and quietly closed his eyes...
By the time Ye Zhibai came back from outside, Jian Chen had been sleeping on the table in the same position for a while.
The puppet at the door was obviously stunned for a moment. He tilted his head to look, and finally took steps under the gentle urging of the little monster.
Seeing him approaching, the cat jumped lightly from Jian Chen's knees, raised his upper body and gestured, then turned and pointed at the cloak placed aside, signaling the other person to help him keep warm first.
But Ye Zhibai just moved his eyes and picked up the cloak on the side. Then, under the surprised gaze of the little monster, he not only covered it gently, but also bent down and hugged Jian Chen horizontally in his arms, bringing people along naturally to walk towards the bed.
Although he was sleepy, Jian Chen still opened his eyes in confusion when he was held in the air. His whole body was tucked into the cloak, with soft fluff on both sides of his cheeks, and beautiful silver embroidery in front of him.
Jian Chen squinted his eyes for a long time and felt that the scene in front of him looked familiar.
But because his mind was still in a daze, he still couldn't identify what was in front of him at this time. Finally, he slowly reached out his hand and touched it. He noticed the tight touch under his fingertips, and only then did he realize it later. He recognized it as the pattern on Ye Zhibai's collar.
Slowly opening his eyes, his fingers were still on Ye Zhibai's chest. Before Jian Chen could take them back, he was placed on the bed the next moment.
Looking up at the other person's chin, the confusion in Jian Chen's eyes remained. Although he gradually realized the current situation, his fingers still subconsciously hooked Ye Zhibai's collar when the other person was about to leave.
His action made Ye Zhibai lower his eyes. Instead of getting up in a hurry, he put his hands on Jian Chen's side and lowered his head in this posture.
The end of his hair fell beside his face, swaying slightly with the sound of breathing. He scratched his face so much that he felt itchy and hot for no reason.
He was not completely awake at this time, but most of the consciousness in his mind had already been restored. Seeing that the other party had no intention of getting up and leaving, the young man slowly took back his hand, and then raised his hand to lift his head in front of Ye Zhibai. The cloak was pulled off and completely covered his face.
A short laugh fell in his ears. Jian Chen moved his ears, but he thought of a question in his heart.
Will the puppets on the first day show such rich emotions?
After realizing something strange, Jian Chen quietly slipped his head out from under the cloak, wanting to take a closer look at the other person.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he made a move, he looked up and ran directly into Ye Zhibai's eyes.
!
Jian Chen suddenly froze on the spot. He clutched his cloak and wanted to hide away again without thinking, but this time the wolf squatting beside him stretched out his hand and lifted a corner of the cloak.
He peeked at others and was caught by another client, so Jian Chen could only look away for a moment.
Fortunately, he reacted quickly this time. As soon as his eyes moved from the other person's face to his chest, he finally slowly remembered his identity.
"Get down quickly," he pretended to cough, and ordered urgently, "get down quickly."
Ye Zhibai moved his fingers and slowly stood up following Jian Chen's order, but he frowned halfway through the movement, and finally stepped back and got out of bed under the vigilant gaze of the young man.
Most of the pressure on his body dissipated in an instant. Jian Chen breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed his head and got up from the bed, standing on the ground unsteadily.
"You can't lie down just after eating." Although he was sleepy, Jian Chen still followed the principles of healthy living, "otherwise it will affect digestion."
At this time, Ye Zhibai returned to his original expression, calmed down his momentum and stood motionless beside Jian Chen, like a silent statue.
After rubbing his belly and walking around the house for a few times, Jian Chen picked up the little animal in his arms, rubbed it, pinched its paws, and stood back in front of Ye Zhibai.
"Do you want to go out with me?" He remembered something and asked the other party, "come with me to the pharmacy."
Tomorrow he will give medicine to others, and he will add a drop of his own blood to the medicine.
This behavior sounded just like that messy old custom, which made Jian Chen frown. Although he was confused, he still planned to prepare in advance.
The sky gets dark very quickly after autumn, but it is not too late now. Thinking that if he goes there to prepare every day, if he encounters something difficult, he might be in a hurry. Jian Chen drags Ye Zhibai. He shook his cuffs and said, "is that okay?"
Ye Zhibai naturally would not refuse.
Whether it was the puppet's obedience to the maker or an instinct that came from nowhere, he never shook his head towards Jian Chen.
So the man followed the young man out. Not only was he holding a candle in his arms, but there was also a familiar little animal that liked to stare at him and purr.
Jian Chen had been to the warehouse where the medicinal materials were stored many times in the past. He skillfully took out the key and opened the door. Ye Zhibai followed closely and lit the candle in the room.
"Help me get the ladder." Jian Chen felt that the clothes on his body were too thick. He stretched out his arms to send the clothes down, and at the same time ordered Ye Zhibai, "then put it in the medicine cabinet. I have to go up and get something."
With the soft sound of something being lifted up and put down again, Jian Chen just thought that the other party had completed his task, and said without raising his head: "Help me find a pen again, I still need to write down something."
The hand that poked out of his field of vision was slender and beautiful, but in addition to the simple pen, there were also a few more pieces of paper passed between his fingers.
"Thanks."
Jian Chen smiled lightly, his eyebrows slightly curved, and he gave the final order: "Then you can sit down on the chair in front of me."
The sound of Ye Zhibai walking slowly was heard in his ears, but the other party did not sit down as Jian Chen said. Instead, he stood upright next to the young man, lowering his head and looking at the wrinkled face that the other party took out from his sleeves, looks like a recipe that was prepared a long time ago.
Thinking that he was just out of curiosity, Jian Chen didn't make any attempt to hide it. He was so generous and open to the eyes of others, and he pointed at one of the medicinal ingredients and said proudly: "I added this specially for you."
"I've checked." Jian Chen did his homework for a long time. Naturally, he wanted to show off what he finally discovered to Ye Zhibai. "Adding it will not have any impact on the efficacy of the medicine. It will only neutralize the bitter taste."
However, Jian Chen is currently only a theoretical master, and he has never practiced it, so he can only draw a circle behind the medicinal material.
"I'll add a little for you tomorrow. Then we'll see how it tastes. If it's not enough, add a little more."
After all, the proportion of various medicinal materials must be controlled when decoction, otherwise it will be bitter, sweet, astringent, and sour. Drinking a medicine and drinking a variety of front, middle, and back notes is really a kind of torture.
Apparently being punched hard by the dead memory, Jian Chen frowned, and after saying that, he started to roll up his sleeves and pack his things, preparing to grab the needed medicinal materials.
He had already made an obvious move like turning around, but Ye Zhibai did not give in. Instead, he remembered a few medicines on the prescription and turned to look at the top of the medicine cabinet.
Following his line of sight, Jian Chen blinked and explained to others, "ah, it's the same for those, that's why I have to bring the ladder here."
The medicine cabinet was too high. Without a ladder, even Ye Zhibai couldn't reach the top ones.
Jian Chen frowned as he spoke. He didn't like climbing ladders very much. Rather than using other things to stand on high places, he still liked to step on the ground with his feet.
"Get out of the way." Seeing that Ye Zhibai was still standing in front of him, Jian Chen poked the other person's arm with his hand, "let's finish this quickly, and then we can go back quickly."
"I went to the Yamashita Market and bought a lot of story books before, and I want you to tell me a bedtime story."
There are no mobile phones or computers in this world, and he can't watch dramas or movies. For Jian Chen, the words he finally collected from the mountains have become one of the few pleasures he has.
In addition, men should especially listen to themselves during this period. When the other person can't think of anything and can't resist him, he can squeeze the other person into working hard.
Jian Chen had already made plans for tonight's bedtime activities, but the other person involved still had no intention of moving.
He raised his head and looked at the other person strangely. With the help of the flickering candlelight, Jian Chen narrowed his eyes and wondered: "What's wrong with you?"
Ye Zhibai was silent and said lightly: "You are not allowed to go."
"What?" Jian Chen asked.
The light from the candlelight fell on the side of the young man's face. He raised his head in the light, and his eyes were filled with warmth.
The coldness between Ye Zhibai's brows faded a little, and he repeated what he had just said, adding at the end: "You are not allowed to go, it's too high."
He didn't know what the protagonist in the plot looked like, but since his family member became Ye Zhibai, the words he said and the actions he made always made Jian Chen laugh unconsciously.
"That's not possible," Jian Chen said deliberately, "I will also get you the medicine you need to drink tomorrow."
A real puppet should be silent, but Ye Zhibai lowered his eyes and pursed his thin lips tightly: "I'll get them."
Jian Chen grabbed the straps on the cloak, played with them around his fingertips, and asked, "do you know them?"
The puppet was honest. Without thinking, he turned to that cold face and said, "I don't know them."
The young man didn't expect that the other party would really answer like this. He was stunned for a moment and pushed him away: "That's not okay."
Although the man drank the medicine himself, Jian Chen still felt uneasy about letting a layman like him catch it.
If something happens, even if the system is willing to provide a guide, Jian Chen may not guarantee that he will really understand it at that time.
Ye Zhibai's five senses have not yet recovered, and even his movements and demeanor sometimes have an indescribable childishness.
Thinking about the other party's normal state, Jian Chen rejected the suggestion without thinking. After all, he did not dare to take the risk and let Ye Zhibai take the medicine and drink it himself. He might drink himself stupid in the end.
This time, Ye Zhibai gave in with a gentle push. He watched Jian Chen climb up the ladder skillfully, stood aside and looked up at him, and even the little animal grabbed the hem of his clothes and kept climbing up, and finally... He stood proudly on his shoulders and showed off his power without even frowning.
If it were simple on the first day, he would definitely have a headache when faced with these drug names.
But now the rabbit has been fully trained in the past few days of practice. He did not spend much time and had already found all kinds of medicinal materials.
After taking out the last handful of medicine from the small extract, Jian Chen stepped on the ladder and turned around gently. Before he even turned around, he noticed Ye Zhibai, who had been standing below him the whole time.
Just looking down at each other from a high place, Jian Chen grasped the things in his hands and an idea came to his mind for no reason.
"Ye Zhibai," he called the man's name, and while stepping on the wooden pole to move downwards, he even shouted excitedly to others: "Hurry up and hug me."
As soon as he finished speaking, Jian Chen had already reached the bottom of the ladder. He calculated the distance and used all his strength to rush towards the man who had subconsciously opened his hand.
Because the original form is relatively small, the simple human form is not that heavy.
But even so, when he was successfully picked up by Ye Zhibai in his arms, he still clearly noticed that because of his arrival, the man also took a step back.
Fortunately, Ye Zhibai is also a martial arts practitioner. He only used a little force with his right leg and successfully picked up the person in his arms. He then stood firm and placed the person in his arms on the ground.
As if he realized that his action had brought a lot of trouble and danger to the other party, Jian Chen stuck his head out of his arms and said softly after a long time: "I'm sorry."
"I won't do this next time."
Carefully placing the things he had been protecting in his arms on the table, Jian Chen lowered his eyebrows, and his originally cheerful look suddenly faded a lot.
The person hiding in his arms left him so consciously. Ye Zhibai fluttered his eyelashes and thought about it for a long time before finally holding the other person's hand when Jian Chen approached him again, his tone was serious as never before.
"It doesn't matter."
He said: "I will catch you next time."
The young man being dragged by him slowly opened his eyes, his eyes slightly twitching, and muttered: "We still have to wait until you wake up."
Ye Zhibai was in a bad state now. Jian Chen thought for a moment and decided to be nice to him first.
Just like when he came here just now, Jian Chen was holding the prepared medicine bag in his hand, followed by a silent Ye Zhibai, and a furry little monster clinging to his leg.
The two of them walked slowly along the corridor under the moonlight towards the bedroom. Jian Chen looked at the pavilion at the end of the yard, then slowed down and came to Ye Zhibai, leaning his head to discuss with the person: "What if tomorrow? If it's good, can you dry some medicinal materials for me?"
Although Yaowang Valley has declined, the residents below the valley still come to see them for medical treatment from time to time.
Not long ago, people in Yaowang Valley opened a medical clinic at the foot of the mountain. During this period, the flu happened to catch up. Even if everyone brought medicine boxes down the mountain, the current situation showed that there was still a shortage of manpower and medicinal materials.
After all, Jian Chen is now the young master of Yaowang Valley. Now that he is here, he is thinking about whether he can do something for the people at the foot of the mountain.
"There's a lot to do in the sun, but you have to take medicine tomorrow. I don't know if it's okay."
Jian Chen was thinking about the plan in his mind, but then he remembered that he had to strengthen Ye Zhibai's body and control tomorrow, so he had to push the plan back.
"The day after tomorrow, then." He turned a corner and pushed open the bedroom door. "Let's have a day of rest tomorrow."
It was a holiday for Ye Zhibai, and it was also a way for himself to relax.
The young man, who had been tense for several days, became completely lazy after returning to the room.
He took off his cloak with half-lidded eyes, then slowly turned aside and washed his face. After he finished all the cleaning steps, he took off the quilt and got into bed.
"Hurry up."
The person on the bed had already slipped under the quilt, his long hair was tied back with a simple hairpin, and his eyes were still shining, as if he was full of anticipation for what would happen next.
"The things for washing are over there, and the water that was boiled before is placed outside," Jian Chen introduced and pointed to the location, "then the clothes you changed are placed here."
After saying everything, Jian Chen slipped back in. With his back to Ye Zhibai, he rummaged for something under the pillow, and finally succeeded in taking out a few story books.
He specially selected these books and put them on his pillow to read as bedtime stories. He carefully selected them, and they all contained stories about wolves and rabbits.
After finishing the short story he had read last night, Jian Chen sat down on the bed with his arms around the quilt. Not long after, a shadow fell in front of his eyes, followed by a wisp of coolness in the air along the lifted quilt.
Lifting his head from the book, Jian Chen looked at Ye Zhibai, who was very far away from him even though he was already in bed, and stretched out his hand to grab the other person's arm.
"Come here a little bit."
While he said this, he was still exerting force in his hands.
Logically speaking, Ye Zhibai has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and a weak doctor like Jian Chen can't use his strength at all in front of him.
But at this moment, he watched the other party pull him over easily, with a hint of surprise in his eyes that he didn't even notice.
Jian Chen didn't notice this. After feeling that the heat source was completely close to him, he stuffed the book in his hand into the other person's arms and leaned over to specifically point out the location.
"I have already read all the previous stories about this position," he said, "so you have to start with this story."
After Jian Chen finished speaking, he wanted to grab the quilt and crawl under it, but as soon as he raised his hand, he remembered Ye Zhibai's state at the moment, so he had to slowly raise his body and add to the person: "Just tell someone. "
Because of his posture, and because he was too lazy to get up completely, Jian Chen simply kept his current position, lying his upper body in Ye Zhibai's arms, and pointed out the specific location.
"From here, read to here."
Jian Chen felt that he had made his request very clear, but after waiting for a while, he still didn't get Ye Zhibai's answer.
Turning his head to look at each other suspiciously, their eyes met in the air, and the latter's Adam's apple moved slightly and he said slowly: "Okay."
With the other party's assurance, Jian Chen bent his eyes and rubbed himself in the person's arms habitually, then turned over and lay down obediently on the other side of the pillow again.
"You can speak now," he closed his eyes and spoke softly, "remember to blow out the candles after you finish speaking. Prices down the mountain have suddenly risen recently, and I don't want to be a leek for them."
Ye Zhibai responded casually, his eyes should have been on the storybook, but at this moment, he uncontrollably moved to the young man's facial features.
Then, before Jian Chen noticed something was wrong and wanted to open his eyes, Ye Zhibai finally calmed down and read out the story as Jian Chen asked.
The candle on the table slowly swayed with flames in the deep voice. When the sound of turning the book gently sounded in the air, and the man finished reading the last sentence in the low voice, the young man beside him had already fallen asleep. He didn't even know when he turned around and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Ye Zhibai's waist.
Being surrounded by people in such an intimate and dependent posture was an experience Ye Zhibai had never experienced before.
Although the fog in his mind was still thick, it had dispersed a lot compared to before. He looked at Jian Chen's sleeping face quietly, but deep down he felt that this scene made him unable to be vigilant. There is only the joy and habit that remain in his heart.
He silently placed his fingers on the side of the other person's face, and the young man in his sleep murmured something. Ye Zhibai couldn't hear clearly, but he looked at the other person and frowned, then hugged him tightly, and by the way, he shrunk his neck and buried his face.
Because of his posture, looking down from Ye Zhibai's perspective, the expression on Jian Chen's face was clearly visible in his eyes.
Quietly, he moved his fingertips up, and finally landed on the light blue under Jian Chen's eyes. Ye Zhibai felt as if someone was clenching his heart tightly, and there was a lot of distress in his eyes.
He lost weight and stayed up late.
The two adjectives that suddenly appeared in his mind made Ye Zhibai frown. He didn't know why he thought so, but he knew that these two words should not appear on Jian Chen at any time.
Sighing slightly, the puppet with its own thoughts bent down according to its own thoughts, gently rubbed the other person's head, and finally stretched out its hand and flicked it out, then extinguished the candle according to the master's request.
Have a good night's sleep.
Jian Chen hadn't had a good night's sleep for a long time.
Ever since he entered this small world, he used the system alarm clock to wake him up every morning, then quickly put on his clothes and tidied himself up, and ran to see Ye Zhibai's condition without even eating.
But now this kind of life is over. When the little monster opened his mouth and yawned, stretched his body in his nest, and raised his tail to catch up on his sleep in Jian Chen's arms, the young man was shrinking into Ye Zhibai's arms with his eyes closed. He didn't know what he was dreaming about. In the dream, he was holding on to the other person's collar.
Ye Zhibai was not afraid of the cold. He was strong and had practiced martial arts for many years. He didn't say anything when the quilt was taken away. Instead, he stretched out his hand to squeeze Jian Chen's exposed, cold hand and stuffed it into his arms.
When the little monster came over, Ye Zhibai was quietly looking at the person in his arms with his eyes open.
After noticing the movement on the ground, the man turned his head and glanced at the cat, then turned his head back with an indifferent expression.
According to past habits, the little monster at this time should have stepped forward to fight for Jian Chen, but for some reason, the other party's simple glance at him was enough to make the cat slink back to his nest with a tucked tail.
It's so scary. Why is this bad guy even scarier than when he had short hair?
The little animal that had rolled itself up hugged its tail tightly, whimpering in its heart to hold a grudge.
He had no idea what kind of interaction was going on between the person and the cat in the house while he was asleep. In short, when Jian Chen finally had enough sleep, rubbed his cheek in Ye Zhibai's arms, and slowly woke up, the man still maintained his original attitude and posture, quietly watching the other person rub his eyes and look at him.
Jian Chen, who had just woken up, was still confused. He patted the hands around his waist and sat up on the bed. He was stunned for a while before he finally recovered.
"Why did you wake up so early?" he asked in a soft voice. "You will feel sleepy in the afternoon."
But Ye Zhibai still didn't speak. He just got out of bed and got dressed first. When the young man continued to be in a daze, he took the clothes over.
It was only at this time that Jian Chen gradually realized that the other person had not yet recovered his five senses and was very slow to external stimulation. Even his physiological habits would be affected to a greater or lesser extent, including sleeping.
Quietly in his heart, Jian Chen looked at the person who was already fully dressed and standing beside the bed. He pinched his fingers as if to make an oath, and said in a particularly solemn tone: "It's okay."
"I can get you back to normal in no time."
Because he had a goal, Jian Chen even got up quickly.
When he went down the mountain to the market yesterday, Jian Chen specially found a shop and paid a lot of money, asking people to bring him some vegetables and meat every morning.
Today, after Jian Chen washed up, when he went to the door to get something, he found that the other party had put an extra basket next to it this time, which contained a lot of eggs and steamed buns. There was also a note underneath, saying that he was thanking Jian Chen for the previous paragraph. He took the time to treat his children and gave them medicines, which he regarded as a thank you gift.
The young man who came back with the things was smiling, and he looked very proud when he told Ye Zhibai about this.
The two of them had a plan for today's breakfast, which saved them the time of thinking about what to eat. Jian Chen asked Ye Zhibai to go to the kitchen to heat up some steamed buns and eggs. During this period, he carried the cat to the side courtyard to prepare the food he had prepared last night. The medicinal materials are first put in the stove and boiled with water.
When breakfast was brought over, Jian Chen was sitting in front of the stove, opening the cheat sheet and reviewing the steps for later.
He watched carefully and didn't even notice that Ye Zhibai was approaching. It wasn't until someone stuffed his mouth with half an egg that had been peeled and broken open that he puffed his cheeks and followed the person to the table.
"I can hold on for a while longer." He bit the bun and gradually lowered his voice under Ye Zhibai's calm gaze.
"Okay," Jian Chen surrendered, "I should finish the meal before messing with the stove."
Because the firewood placed in the yard was damp, Jian Chen spent a lot of time lighting the fire just now. When Ye Zhibai called him over to eat, not only did he not light the fire, but he still had some traces of it on his cheeks.
Being gently wiped with a handkerchief on his face, Jian Chen was a little confused at first, but before he could speak, Ye Zhibai silently exposed the dirty part of the handkerchief in front of the young man, causing the young man to pout his lips and make his ears red, allowing the other party to continue with the next action.
Jian Chen stood at the door holding the little monster who liked to run all over the floor. Jian Chen stayed there obediently and watched Ye Zhibai quickly solve his problem. He couldn't help but exclaimed. When the man looked over, he even gave him a special thumbs up.
"You're so awesome," he complimented casually, not forgetting to put the cat into his hand as he walked towards him, and walked directly towards the stove with a focused expression, "this fire is really good."
He doesn't know why, although Ye Zhibai was praised, but was stuffed with a cat and passed by, he always felt that the other party was perfunctory at this time.
Eyes narrowed slightly, Ye Zhibai stepped forward subconsciously, and was held tightly by Jian Chen who suddenly stood up.
"Are you afraid of pain?" the other party asked nervously.
This question made Ye Zhibai stunned for a moment. He should not be afraid, but at this time he answered: "Afraid."
This is troublesome.
Jian Chen frowned and suddenly remembered the content that was briefly mentioned in the plot.
In order to better control Ye Zhibai, the original owner not only added his own blood to the medicine, but also pressed the protagonist and cut the opponent's palm and added his blood into it.
Saying this, it can also effectively strengthen his control over the protagonist.
As for whether this control was strengthened in the end, Jian Chen didn't know.
He only knew that after the protagonist drank the bowl of medicine, he developed a fever that night and regained clarity briefly when he woke up.
Although the recovery time was not long, it at least made him aware of the current situation. In addition, when he completely woke up, he just caught up with the original owner talking to himself. He thought that the protagonist still couldn't understand at this time, so the plan was revealed.
At that time, the protagonist had already made a plan in his heart. In addition, if there was a first time for returning to normal, there would definitely be a second time. With his unremitting efforts, he finally found a way to escape from the control.
Jian Chen didn't know whether the direction of the plot was really related to the addition of Ye Zhibai's blood to the medicine.
He didn't dare to take risks, for fear that if he missed something, it would affect Ye Zhibai's future situation, so he had to raise his head to discuss with others: "Then, can you close your eyes then?"
"Just a moment, very quickly," Jian Chen described to others, and patted the other person's shoulder, "I will be very gentle."
That's what he said when he comforted Ye Zhibai, but when Jian Chen held the dagger and was ready to touch it with his fingers first, he felt another emotion in his heart.
Considering that when Ye Zhibai saw him doing this, he didn't know if he would suddenly do something that would break the plot, Jian Chen deliberately found a reason to kill the person when he bled himself.
So now, he was standing in front of the stove with the door closed, and when he wanted to pull himself hard, his movements paused in mid-air for a long time, and finally he relaxed his strength.
Jian Chen was afraid of pain. He was already so uncomfortable after being hit in the last world. Now that he was asked to cut his finger by himself, it was even more difficult for the rabbit to do it.
After sniffing gently, wondering if the visual impact of the dagger was too great, Jian Chen quickly took out a needle from the needle bag on the side, aimed it at the position and closed his eyes again.
This time he was fully prepared, and because he was worried about Ye Zhibai's sudden return, his movements were extremely fast and precise.
The instant pain spread from his fingertips to his mind. While he could still hold on, Jian Chen hurriedly dripped a few drops of blood into the stove with red eyes, and finally hid the needle and hand before Ye Zhibai opened the door and came in...
Worrying about being discovered took over the pain in her fingertips, Jian Chen held his breath as he watched the other person approach, and witnessed the whole process of the other person looking at him and slowly frowning, even his tone of voice was trembling: "I brought the things."
Just now, Jian Chen asked someone to go out because he wanted to drink water. Now Ye Zhibai was holding a cup in his hand, but he didn't hand it to him immediately. Instead, he put it on the table aside.
When the bottom of the cup collided with the wooden table, there was a slight noise in the air. Jian Chen put his hands behind his back and just watched the person approaching her. Then he pretended to be casual and changed the topic and asked, "Are you prepared yet?"
Seeing the person raise his eyes, Jian Chen blinked and continued: "I want some of your blood."
Ye Zhibai was still silent. He glanced at the dagger on the table that had obviously not been hidden before. His eyes darkened, and before Jian Chen could speak, he asked, "where do you want it?"
Jian Chen was stunned for a moment before he realized what was going on. He immediately pointed to the stove and said, "there."
He thought that the other party would stand there and wait for him to pass by before making the next move. However, before Jian Chen had time to walk over, Ye Zhibai had already stretched out his hand, holding the dagger and scratched his palm directly.
The dark blood just dripped in front of Jian Chen, making a big splash in the medicine furnace.
For a moment, he even forgot to cover the wound on her finger. Jian Chen was so frightened by his action that he immediately ran forward, hurriedly took out gauze from the medicine box beside him, pulled the person's hand in front of him, and quickly covered it with gauze. His palms were wrapped in circles.
"Why are you..." Jian Chen took a breath and waited for a long time before finding his voice. Then he started to accuse the other party, "why are you exerting such force? Don't you mean it hurts? Don't you feel any pain?"
Ye Zhibai's expression remained unchanged. The sunlight outside the window shone on his face, coating his eyelashes with a layer of brightness.
"Is that enough?" he asked.
Jian Chen's hand paused for a moment: "What?"
Ye Zhibai gave a short answer: "Blood."
"That's enough." Jian Chen nodded at his question, but soon became a little angry because he asked him this question, "the blood you shed just now is enough for me to cook several pots of medicine. "
As if he was really angry, Jian Chen finally added viciously: "I'll drink you to death by then."
But Ye Zhibai didn't pay attention to the threat in his words. He just raised his hand to cooperate with Jian Chen's movements, and spoke when the other party tore off the gauze and tied the knot for himself seriously.
"Since that's enough, then why..."
Ye Zhibai's tone was soft, and another look finally appeared on his face. He pinched Jian Chen's injured fingertips with his other good hand, and asked as if he was sighing: "Do you still want to use your own?"