Chapter Eighty: Fatso Sends a Gift

  You can't help but look at this fatty with a weak and listless gaze, really wanting to jump up and kick him out! However, for now, you have to pretend to be seriously injured, so you can only temporarily spare him. But your eyes are already bare and want to devour people...

  "Fortunately, brother, you didn't die. Otherwise, I would be too lonely in the future. Without you, I really don't know what to do." Tang Baozi wiped his sweat and took over the tea water handed by Ke'er, taking a refreshing sip before turning back to shout: "Come on! Quickly bring in the gift for Jun San Shao from my Tang family!"

  You're looking at the door with great interest, but I really don't know why this gentleman came to see the gift you sent and it needs to be 'carried', what is it?

  Two people carried two large trunks, panting as they came in. Suddenly, Jun Moxie's bedroom was completely occupied by Tang Yuan and the two large trunks, leaving almost no room for Ke Er to stand, forcing her to curl up her feet and sit on a chair.

  Tang Yuan waved his hand to let them out, hehe smiled and mysteriously opened the wooden box with a thieving smile, glanced at Jun Mo Xie, then stepped aside. Jun Mo Xie took a peek and almost fainted.

  Inside, it was all high-grade wound medicine, box after box, bottle after bottle, package after package... The packaging was exquisite, the smell of the medicine was pungent, and just by looking at it, you could tell that it was very valuable; Jun Mo Xie couldn't help but feel suspicious in his heart, wondering if this fatty had emptied out all the pharmacies in the city?

  These medicines, if ordinary people were injured, would indeed be very useful and practical, and some of them might not even be available for purchase with money. But the problem is... Jun Moxie is different from others! He doesn't need these things at all!

  These things are nothing but a huge pile of trash to Jun Moxie! At least they're useless!

  He let out a weak groan, and Jun Mo Xie said with a feeble tone: "Fatty, you're really making things difficult for me. The medicine you brought, even if I get injured seven or eight times a day and live to be a hundred years old, it'll still be enough... You didn't come to visit me, you came to curse me to suffer more injuries..."

  Tang Yuan slammed the wooden box shut, proudly saying: "Third Young Master, how's my skill? All the healing medicines that can be found in Tian Xiang City, even the sacred and supreme ones, are all inside this box!" As he spoke, he suddenly leaned in mysteriously close to Jun Mo Xie's ear and whispered: "Third Young Master, the very bottom layer, those are the good stuff that I spent a lot of effort to get my hands on. They're hard to come by, so you must be careful to keep them safe."

  "What's shrimp rice?" Jun Mo Xie slightly raised an eyebrow and asked.

  Tang Yuan glanced at Ke'er, smiled obscenely, and then lowered his voice to say: "At the very bottom are the things that interest you the most, such as Lie Nu Bao, Huan Le Cao, Shu Nu Yin, Zhen Fu Dao, Jin Shen Qiang, Bu Dao Gun, Chuan Chuang Qiang, Diao Bai Jin..."

  "Halt! Halt!" Jun Mo Xie's head was as big as a bowl: "What are these strange and weird things? What the... is this thing that can lift 100 catties?"

  "Hundred catty, hehehe..." Tang Yuan lewdly smiled and pointed at Jun Moxie's ***, saying in a low voice: "It means that if you eat that thing, your *** can hold up to one hundred catty... uh, good stuff." This fatty was indeed quick-witted, Jun Moxie casually said a sentence with the word "dong dong", and surprisingly he understood what it meant without needing an explanation and could even use it.

  "Grass! Spare my life, stop making me sick!" Jun Mo Xie's head hurt: "Hurry up and take it away! If Grandfather sees it, I'm afraid he'll cut that thing off for me first. I still want to keep my wisdom intact! Don't harm me!"

  "What are you afraid of? This thing, if a man likes it, I reckon even the old master has one. The old master is not young anymore, without these things to help, even if his vigor is still there, it's not necessarily... Haha..." Tang Yuan laughed recklessly, suddenly——

  "What's going on here?" A heavy voice rang out, and Jun Zhan Tian, the old master, strode to the door, looking puzzled at Tang Yuan, then at the crowded bedroom: "What's all this about? What were you just saying, you little scamp?!"

  Is my luck really that bad?! Tang Yuan's eyes widened in shock, beads of sweat the size of beans popped out one by one, his eyeballs rolled around wildly, and under his chubby body, a puddle of water suddenly appeared, it was as if he was going to lose his life, if Old Master had heard those words just now...

  "What's all this stuff?" Old Master Jun said with some annoyance: "It's a mess, hurry up and clear it away!"

  Tang Yuan hastily stood up, nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice: "Yes, yes, I'll clean up right away. It's just some ordinary medicinal herbs, nothing special."

  As soon as he spoke, Old Master Jun immediately reacted: "Fatty, what did you just say? I have some too!"

  Tang Yuan's face suddenly scrunched up, his complexion changing from white to red to green, and his chubby cheeks began to quiver uncontrollably. His two legs also started to...

  "Hmm, Fatty said that you still have your heroic spirit and that Your Majesty's heroic spirit is also present; however, he felt it was a bit taboo, so he didn't dare say more." Jun Mo Xie hastily mediated, looking at Fatty's pitiful state, guessing that if Old Master Jun spoke another word, he would be scared to death.

  "What's wrong with that? Is it worth being so scared? I, the old man, am still vigorous and majestic, this is a fact! " Master Jun looked at Tang Yuan with disdain and taught: "In the future, don't always take our family's Mo Xie to those shady places for no reason. In the past, he was all following you to learn bad things."

  "What?!" Tang Yuan was shocked; Old man, how can you turn things upside down?! It was clearly me who followed your grandson and learned to be bad...

  The old man grunted and thought to himself that his grandson was naturally good and well-behaved, and the reason he hadn't been living up to expectations before was mainly because he had been following a bad crowd.

  Several guards came in with a wave of their hands and carried out two boxes; Tang Yuan suddenly became anxious: "What's inside that second box..."

  You're kidding me: This kid's second box won't be even worse than the first one, will it? That would really be the death of him...

  The old master waved his hand and sent everything to Jun Moxie's small warehouse, and the child followed. The two of them let out a sigh of relief at the same time, unintentionally exhaling in unison.

  An old man with white hair, a white beard and wearing a white robe, with kind eyebrows and eyes, and an air of calmness all over his face; carrying a small medicine box walked in. Tang Yuan was startled at once and stood up respectfully, saying: "Mr. Fang."

  This Mr. Fang is the leader of the imperial physicians, Fang Huisan. In Tianxiang City, he has a resounding nickname: "Fang the Undying!" The meaning is that no matter how severe your injuries are, as long as Imperial Physician Fang lends a hand, you will definitely not die! Although this statement is somewhat exaggerated, the excellence of Fang Huisan's medical skills is beyond doubt. Even if Hua Tuo and Bian Que were to be reborn, they would probably be no more than this.

  Tang Yuan had a serious illness in the past, and many doctors in the capital were unable to do anything. At the critical moment, it was Fang Huisan who saved his life. Therefore, Tang Yuan is very grateful to Fang Huisan, after all, he is a lifesaver.

  She nodded and smiled, very kind and gentle, but didn't say a word. She sat down beside the bed, reached out to take Mo Ye's wrist pulse with one hand, while carefully observing his complexion, flipping up his eyelids, and even made him stick out his tongue for her to examine.

  At this moment, a thought suddenly emerged in Jun Mo Xie's mind.

  The inner force controlled the flow of energy inside the body, and it suddenly fluctuated a few times; the pulse jumped, and suddenly appeared quite abnormal.

  This mysterious power that doesn't belong in this world, of course, no one can see it.

  Fang Hui's face gradually turned solemn, he had thought that Jun Zhan Tian was being overly cautious in asking the Emperor for someone to come over, but upon taking his pulse, he suddenly discovered that the situation inside this young man's body was unexpectedly terrible!