The Marriage of an Esteemed Supreme Healer, a Noble Ruler

Yan Qing returned to his residence.

Yu Mo was his neighbor. At this point, he was lying on a tree trunk with his hands supporting his head and his feet propped up.

Hearing the noise, Yu Mo turned around and looked over.

Seeing Yan Qing push open the door to enter, he looked shocked. "You came back so quickly?"

Yan Qing did not speak and went straight into the room.

From the side, his handsome face was unaffected, but his surrounding aura was much colder.

Yu Mo found it even more strange. He straightened his back and whistled. "Hey, you came back after so long. You didn't speak more to Eighth Deity?"

It doesn't seem like it.

Yan Qing stopped in his tracks. "She's busy."

Yu Mo was dazed. "What is she busy with?"

Yan Qing's words were brief. "Lin Zhifei is injured and unconscious. She is in charge of him in the future."

Yu Mo widened his eyes. "That can't be?!"

He jumped up and reached Yan Qing, staring at the latter in disbelief. "Since his injuries are so serious and he's even unconscious, then won't she have to care for many of his matters in the future? You can tolerate this?"

There are other heavenly doctors in the Fantasy Divine Palace. Why was Xiao Ba picked?

Yan Qing's brows twitched slightly, but he continued walking forward quietly.

He did not wish to continue this topic now.

However, Yu Mo stopped him. "Hey… Wait! You're going to just watch on? That Lin Zhifei is very handsome. If she takes care of him everyday…"

Yan Qing's gaze landed on him coldly.

Yu Mo coughed. "Ahem. Brother, I don't mean to purposely agitate you! Originally, your conditions weren't bad, but you're too stubborn, and your expressions are too ugly! Look, you have a cold face all the time. Which lady will like you? Even though Lin Zhifei is also nonchalant, he's gentle and well-mannered. You can't compare to him!"

Yan Qing lowered his eyes slightly.

Yu Mo scratched his head. "Oh right, didn't you plan to find the Emperor previously? You didn't say it?"

Yan Qing paused. "I'll think about it."

Yu Mo conflicted. "You're going to continue dragging it? If this continues, you won't have a wife!"

Yan Qing seemed like he didn't want to continue as he held his sword sheath, walked past Yu Mo, and continued forward.

Yu Mo barely avoided him and grabbed his shoulders. "Listen to me—"

Suddenly, his expression changed.

Yan Qing's left shoulder was sticky and wet.

He retracted his hand, and it was covered with blood. "You're injured?"

Yan Qing did not speak, seemingly annoyed as he walked into the house.

Yu Mo was dazed for a moment and hurriedly followed him in.

Previously, he didn't realize it. Now that he took a closer look, he noticed that Yan Qing's lips were slightly pale.

He removed his outerwear and used the tip of his sword to rip open his left sleeve, revealing his firm upper body.

Perhaps because he didn't treat it well previously, but the cloth was already stuck to the wound. However, Yan Qing's expression didn't change as he directly ripped it off with some flesh.

The wound opened again.

Yu Mo glanced at it and indeed saw a long wound extend from his shoulder to his chest, cutting through his collarbone. It was just inches away from his heart.

The flesh was flipped inside out, and it was so deep that one could see the bones.

Yu Mo knitted his brows. Yan Qing actually did not treat such a serious wound. Instead, he simply used his clothes to wrap it and came back?

That was also why he managed to hide it so well. If Yu Mo did not pull his shoulders, he wouldn't have noticed that he was injured.

"What's with your wound? You got it in the God Residence Realm?"

Yan Qing did not speak as he went to fetch water and started treating his own wound.

The bowl of clear water quickly turned intensely red.

He started putting medicine on it again.

Yu Mo sat opposite him.

"What's the matter with you? You dragged such an injury until now?" Yu Mo was so angry that he laughed. "Do you think that you are made out of metal?"

Yan Qing lowered his head.

His injury had rotten slightly and looked shocking.

Waves of pain hit him, and his shoulders trembled slightly, but he did not scream. Even his expression was as cold as usual. He seemed to be treating someone else's wound and not his own.

After he applied the medication, he said, "Time is tight."

The simple few words caused Yu Mo to be stunned.

They had worked together for so many years. He almost instantly understood what Yan Qing meant.

The situation at the God Residence Realm should have been urgent. Besides, Lin Zhifei's injuries were severe and could not be delayed, so he did not have the time to take care of his own wounds.

According to Yan Qing's character, it was not strange for him to do such a thing. But…

"Does Eighth Deity know?"

Yan Qing had already started wrapping his wound. He looked down slightly and did not have much of an expression. "She doesn't know."

…

"Why didn't you let me say that Yan Qing is injured?"

Chu Liuyue and Rong Xiu walked while holding hands.

The surroundings were quiet. A few pinkish-white peach blossom petals landed on the marble from time to time.

"Even though he suppressed the bloody aura, it… should be quite severe."

Rong Xiu held her hand and raised his brows. "If he doesn't want people to know about it, why expose it?"

Chu Liuyue pondered for a moment. Even though that's true, injuries…

"Why is he hiding it?"

Rong Xiu smiled. "If he wants to speak, he will naturally do so."

Chu Liuyue was dazed and instantly realized something. "You mean—"

Rong Xiu smiled and did not say anything.

After pausing for a moment, Chu Liuyue deeply said, "Emperor, are your people so similar to you and… have so many tricks up their sleeves?"

Rong Xiu said, "Not really. He has this character and always refuses to say that he's injured. However, he should quickly realize that some words must be said and that some wounds must be shown."

Chu Liuyue: "…My Xiao Ba is so pitiful."

As she spoke, she took out a few sour plums and stuffed them in her mouth.

The sour and sweet aura instantly filled her mouth.

She squinted slightly.

Rong Xiu looked at her and suddenly paused in his steps.

Chu Liuyue turned around in confusion. "What's wrong?"

Her cheeks were still bulging, and her words could not be heard.

Rong Xiu fell silent for a moment before saying, "Yue'er, instead of caring for others, you should think of me more."

Chu Liuyue widened her eyes slightly in shock and did not quite understand. "What does that mean?"

This entire world is his. What's there to be worried about?

Rong Xiu's expression changed.

He could very possibly be scolded as useless.