Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 295: Chapter 179: You Have to Believe Me Chapter 295: Chapter 179: You Have to Believe Me “`

Watching his own wife still struggling in Zhou Mu’s embrace, grasping a handful of Angelica Dahurica, Dong Lei couldn’t help but give Prince Mu a thumbs-up.

Well done!

This is something only the daring Prince Mu would do!

Gu Changsheng was pushed to the dining table, gasping for air and complaining continuously.

“What’s this, catching a fugitive?”

Shaking the Angelica Dahurica in her hand, Gu Changsheng slammed it onto the table with resentment, “Don’t you see I’m busy here? Ahhh!”

Zhou Mu calmly gathered the scattered Angelica Dahurica from the table, set them aside, and soothed her with a gentle voice, “Who said they would not forget mealtime? I’ve been waiting so long the food has gone cold, and yet you haven’t come out.”

“I haven’t finished my work! I’m just two ingredients short of finishing my new medicine!” Gu Changsheng cried out, stubbornly, “You dragged me out, and I missed the timing for adding the herbs. Now I have to start all over again!”

“Then start over. We have plenty of time. Eat!”

Zhou Mu ignored her shouts, put chopsticks in her hand, and seated himself beside her, beginning to serve her food.

Gu Changsheng was still huffing and puffing, snorting and glaring.

“Wife, my mother says that people are made of iron and food is made of steel; skip a meal and you’ll feel weak. Hurry up and eat,” Dong Lei said as he quickly served her a bowl of rice.

Seeing this, Gu Changsheng exhaled resentfully and started to delve into the mountainous pile of food before her.

Damn it, I will annihilate you! Annihilate you!

That damned evildoer, daring to interrupt her while preparing medicine. It infuriated her!

“Little Monk, come, have some chicken feet!” She took the chicken feet Zhou Mu passed her and unhesitatingly moved them into Little Monk Bu Jie’s bowl.

“Thank you, Benefactor,” Little Monk Bu Jie accepted without any fuss, grabbing the chicken feet and popping them into his mouth.

Seeing this, Zhou Mu’s eyes narrowed slightly, “Tomorrow, set up a separate table for Shang Xie. After three months, it will be the day of the Shang family’s misfortune. I think he should start a vegetarian diet and chant sutras for his family. Let it start from tomorrow.”

Little Monk Bu Jie immediately looked up, his compassionate face flashing with confusion, “What happened?”

Dong Lei, sympathetically observing the grease at the corner of the monk’s mouth, explained in a lowered voice, “You ate the chicken feet Prince Mu served to his wife, so, he cut off your meat supply!”

“Amitabha, a sin, a sin,” the Little Monk Bu Jie chanted, then looked at Zhou Mu, “I remember there are still three months and twenty-nine days before the day of hardship for my family.”

Zhou Mu gave him a cold glance and spoke, “So what if there are?”

“Please, Benefactor Changsheng, avoid serving this monk any food in the future,” he requested.

Little Monk Bu Jie was straightforward; dropping that line, he continued to wolf down his food.

Dong Lei pitied him, couldn’t help but serve him a lot of meat dishes, while softly consoling him, “Eat up. In the next three or four months, you won’t be able to eat meat so openly. It’s too cruel…”

Gu Changsheng, chewing on a pig trotter, looked back and forth between them, eventually pulling the trotter from her mouth and pointing at Zhou Mu.

“Damn it, you’re venting your anger! Blatant venting of anger! Have the guts to cut off my meat and see!”

Zhou Mu, undisturbed by the half-eaten pig trotter being waved before him, picked up a Jinxiu Meatball and placed it in Gu Changsheng’s bowl.

“My dear, whatever you wish to eat, just tell me. From the farthest seas to the deepest corners, as long as it can be found, I will bring it to you.”

Gu Changsheng, seeing another mound forming in her bowl, couldn’t help but shovel it towards Zhou Mu’s bowl.

“Do you think I’m a pig? No matter how much I eat, you just keep adding, I’ve been eating for a good while now, and it hasn’t decreased. Even if I were a pig, it’s not like it’s the month before slaughter where you need to fatten me up so desperately, right?”

After transferring most of the food from her bowl to his, Gu Changsheng finally sat down again and turned to console Little Monk Bu Jie, who was eating quietly beside her.

“Little Monk, don’t cry. I’ll sneak some good stuff from my rations to you. I want to see what he can do to me!”

Not allowing a person to eat meat for four months, how utterly cruel. The little monk is still growing!

Gu Changsheng glared hatefully at Zhou Mu, then saw him slowly enjoying his meal with an air of graceful dignity.

Cursing “Evildoer Zhou” under her breath, Gu Changsheng decided not to look at him anymore.

Too damned tempting!

A beautiful man is a disaster! Although pleasing to look at, they always make one feel a shade less worthy.

Thinking this, Gu Changsheng straightened her body and continued to eat her meal quietly.

Gu Changsheng had her fill with the meal and lay on a soft couch for a while, drank a Glazed Cup of grape wine, and feeling refreshed, she went back to the medicine room to confront her unfinished new medicine.

In the medicine room, Dong Lei had already lit the lamps.

Zhou Mu leaned against the door frame, watching the small woman busily working around the Small Medicine Furnace with an affectionate gaze in his eyes.

“Didn’t I tell you to drink your medicine and rest early? Why are you standing here watching me? Even if you continue to look, you won’t see a flower blossom on my face,” Gu Changsheng said without turning her head.

“This King simply feels, in such a lovely moment, it’s hard to sleep,” Zhou Mu said with a hooked corner of his mouth, looking at her busy silhouette without moving an inch.

“The Little Monk chanted the Heart Clarity Spell today. The fragrance of the incense lingers, accompanied by the sound of the wooden fish. You should go back to sleep,” she said.

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Gu Changsheng carefully put on sheepskin gloves and threw a poisonous Waxing Crocus into the boiling medicine jar.

“You should go back and rest, all the herbs in this pot are poisonous, and smelling too much of them is not good for your health,” he warned.

Zhou Mu’s brows furrowed with concern as a hint of worry flashed in his eyes, “And you think you’re immune?”

“Of course, I’m fine since my body doesn’t have any residual Qianji Poison,” Gu Changsheng answered without even glancing at him, his gaze fixed unwaveringly on the medicine jar.

Bubbles continuously emerged in the medicine jar as various herbs rolled with the boiling water, bobbing up and sinking down again.

The entire pharmacy was filled with a dense medicinal fragrance.

Zhou Mu had only taken one breath when he felt a tightness in his chest and couldn’t help but look at Gu Changsheng in alarm, “Are you researching Qianji Poison?”

Gu Changsheng finally looked up at him, concern flashing in his eyes, “Uncomfortable, aren’t you? I am indeed researching Qianji Poison, but it’s a poison that can corrode the internal organs and also contains neurotoxins. Just give me a bit more time, and I am certain I can produce a poison identical to the one you once drank.”

“As long as I know what poison is used to make Qianji, I can find an antidote to counteract it, trust me.”

Looking her straight in the eyes, Zhou Mu ultimately let out a sigh, “Qianji is recognized as an unsolvable poison in the world; the Five Poisons Old Taoist who developed it died many years ago, and the formula for making the poison has been lost for a long time. I have also never heard of there being an antidote. Changsheng, you don’t need to tire yourself out over this.”

“She was my biological mother, and it was her poison that almost took her life, allowing her to enjoy so many years of glory. We can consider ourselves even,” he said, caught in a moment of dejection.

Seeing his momentary low spirits, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but step forward and pushed him out the door.

“Zhou Mu, listen to me. In this world, all things have their counterbalances; this is the natural order of the Heavenly Dao. If there is poison, there must be an antidote. In my eyes, Gu Changsheng, no poison is incurable, and there is nothing I can’t accomplish!”

“You go back and rest now. If this formula made you feel unwell, it must have triggered the remaining poison in your body, indicating that the Qianji I’ve concocted is not far from what you ingested. You have to believe in me!”

Zhou Mu took a few steps as Gu Changsheng pushed him but eventually turned around to stop her.

“You can continue your research, but do not take risks with your safety. I’ll be right outside, not entering,” he declared.

Gu Changsheng looked up to see Zhou Mu standing resolute under the moonlight and nodded, “Then you mustn’t stay too close. You shouldn’t inhale too much of those medicinal scents.”

Zhou Mu agreed.

Gu Changsheng then turned and returned to the pharmacy.

Separated by just a door, one focused intently on the herbs in hand, while the other pressed an ear to the door, listening intently to the sounds from within.

The moonlight was like water, draping the small courtyard in an extraordinary tranquility.

The next day, Gu Changsheng struggled to open his eyes after Dong Lei called out twice at the door.

He had been busy in the pharmacy until late at night, so groggy with sleep that he called for Zhou Mu outside the door.

After that, he barely remembered how he got back to his room.

Looking at his sleepwear, Gu Changsheng was annoyed and wailed endlessly while clutching his head.

Damn it, Evildoer Zhou surely took advantage of him while he was drowsy again!

“Wife, what are you doing? Is it because you slept late last night and have a headache now?” Dong Lei asked concernedly while preparing the washing utensils.

“How did you know I slept late last night?” Gu Changsheng covered his face.

Damn it, Zhou Mu couldn’t have taken advantage of him in front of Xiao Leizi, could he?

“Of course, I know. When Prince Mu called me to change your clothes, I was already half awake,” Dong Lei replied.

“Uh…”

Gu Changsheng nearly bit off his own tongue.

Fine, he had misunderstood Zhou Mu; the man was clearly a perfect gentleman…

This indeed proved that a gentleman is open and candid, while a petty person is always filled with worries…

“Wife, get up and wash. I’ve simmered your favorite barley and red dates porridge and prepared a few light and refreshing dishes; I guarantee you’ll like them,” Dong Lei insisted, placing a clean set of clothes by the bed and urging repeatedly.

“If you don’t get up now, the porridge in the pot will be overcooked.”

Only then did Gu Changsheng reluctantly sit up from the bed.

Damn it, after such an embarrassing self-misunderstanding, his mood was definitely not sunny.

While Evildoer Zhou appeared light-hearted, damn it, he ended up feeling troubled for no reason. This was truly incomprehensible!

“Xiao Leizi, pack up this morning. After lunch, we’ll return to the Dark Camp Fortress. I’m running low on several herbs and need to go to the mountains to gather them. It’ll be a good opportunity to supervise their training,” he directed.

“Yes, wife,” Dong Lei responded promptly, handing over the clothes.

After getting dressed, Gu Changsheng had just left his room when he heard bursts of shouting from the main hall.

“Little Wood, you ingrate, you actually dare to lay hands on your Young Master?”

“Was it easy for me to raise you? And now you’re a wolf that bites the hand that fed him, forgetting his wife the moment he gets a concubine!”