Chu Qingzhi took Tang Jinghong's robe and put it on him. "Your clothes are torn. Put on your robe for the time being. I'll go to the clothing shop to buy you a new set."
Tang Jinghong lowered his face slightly and nodded. "Come back quickly."
"Okay." Chu Qingzhi pursed her lips into a faint smile. Jinghong seemed to be shy, which made him look very cute.
Chu Qingzhi walked out.
Tang Jinghong only looked up when he heard the door close. He pursed his lips. Was he too nervous just now?
Chu Qingzhi came to the outer room and walked towards Yuan Hongjun behind the counter.
Yuan Hongjun was still wearing his bloodstained clothes. The arrow had hit his thigh. He had treated his wound and was preparing the antidote.
As a Divine Doctor, he had also dabbled in poison. Otherwise, he wouldn't have a few bottles of poison on him.
Chu Qingzhi waved her hand in front of Yuan Hongjun. "Hongjun, I'm going out for a while."