"Sister, did you get hurt while fighting with Lin Tian? This jerk is so rough." Xiao Manxuan noticed her sister’s complexion was off and muttered under her breath, while the Miss could only remain silent, her face flushed red.
With a "bang," Lin Tian closed the door and didn’t bother with them anymore, quickly running to the bedside and pulling back the covers. Hopefully, Zhang Lingyu wasn’t too badly hurt.
"Zhang Lingyu, why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?" After pulling back the covers and seeing Zhang Lingyu’s flushed face, Lin Tian thought her wound had gotten infected and quickly reached out to touch her forehead.
"Don’t touch me, I’m fine. You guys were making such a racket, I thought we were going to be found out. My dress is torn, and if I were to be found on your bed, even jumping into the Yellow River wouldn’t wash me clean." Zhang Lingyu tilted her head to avoid Lin Tian’s hand, thinking about how that very hand had just spanked the Miss.
"Oh, good that you’re fine. Wait here in the room for me, and don’t wander around. That Miss has sharp ears, I’ll be back soon after I make a purchase," Lin Tian said as he covered her with the blanket again and gave her clear instructions.
"Yeah, go ahead," Zhang Lingyu whispered.
Seeing her frail and obedient demeanor stirred something in Lin Tian; this Zhang Lingyu was no simple character, yet her delicate obedience was indeed heartwarming.
Lin Tian changed into a different outfit in the bathroom and left the house lost in his thoughts. By now, it was past nine p.m. The cool night breeze cleared his mind. After being tormented by three women for hours, Lin Tian was somewhat dazed, but now he was somewhat alert.
When he reached the city center on foot, many pharmacies had already closed. Finally, he found one that was half-shut, and the clerk, seeing he looked like a student, let him in. Unfortunately, the prescription was missing two ingredients, twenty-year-old ginseng and Lingzhi.
Possibly because the pretty clerk took a liking to him, she kindly suggested he check some high-end gift shops that might have the aged ginseng and Lingzhi. Indeed, following her suggestions, Lin Tian found a specialty shop that had them.
Not only did they have twenty-year varieties, but they also offered fifty-year versions. The shop assistant mentioned they could even custom order hundred-year-old ginseng and Lingzhi. Lin Tian felt somewhat frustrated that these lifesaving herbs were not in the pharmacies but instead sold here for some people’s gifts.
However, they were ridiculously expensive; Lin Tian couldn’t afford the fifty-year varieties as all his money had gone to Liu Wenxing for betting. A twenty-year-old ginseng and Lingzhi cost him over thirty thousand yuan, and when Lin Tian asked if he could just buy a few slices, the sales assistant gave him a disparaging look.
But at least he had managed to buy all the herbs listed in the prescription by the time he returned to the Xiao Family, it was almost eleven o’clock.
After opening the door, Lin Tian entered with the medicine only to find no sign of Zhang Lingyu. Just as he was about to check the balcony, he saw her leaning on the doorframe, walking out of the bathroom. Her hair was wet, as if she had just taken a shower, and she was wearing one of Lin Tian’s white shirts.
The white shirt was a bit large on her, but it couldn’t conceal her delicate figure; indeed, a woman wearing a man’s shirt could be so enchanting.
A beauty just out of the bath, so stunning it was beyond words—the ancients really didn’t lie. Instinctively, Lin Tian deduced that Zhang Lingyu wasn’t wearing any undergarments beneath the shirt, meaning she was bare underneath.
"Lin Tian, have you looked enough? Come help me over," Zhang Lingyu, although strong, couldn’t withstand Lin Tian’s intense gaze. She herself, having just bathed, was weak and needed to lean on the door to stand steadily.
When she called out like that, Lin Tian hurried over to help her onto the bed. He chided her a bit, "You can’t move properly, so why did you go take a shower? What if you had fallen in the bathroom? I really don’t understand what you’re thinking."
"I was all sweaty and soaked; it’s very uncomfortable not to wash. Besides, staying clean is beneficial for recovery." Lying on the bed, Zhang Lingyu spoke weakly, but her spirit had indeed improved a lot.
"You always have an answer. I can’t argue with you. Here’s the meat porridge I bought on the way. Have some, and I’ll go make some medicine in the kitchen." True to his good nature, Lin Tian was the one to help here. He handed her the porridge, then opened a gift box and broke a bit of ginseng and Lingzhi into the herbal medicine packet.
Seeing the puzzled look on Zhang Lingyu’s face, Lin Tian explained the medicine buying again.
"Lin Tian, thank you!" Zhang Lingyu said earnestly.
Waving his hand, Lin Tian took the medicine downstairs to prepare it. Cooking herbal medicine was a skill, and Lin Tian had learned from an old man. Two packets, one for internal use and another for external washing, took him over an hour. Luckily, the two sisters hardly ever entered the kitchen, otherwise, it would be hard to explain the smell of the herbs.
The task of washing the wounds still fell to Lin Tian. Although they had been through it once, Zhang Lingyu still blushed with shyness during the process.
"There, I hope it won’t leave any scars; otherwise, it would be a pity for your skin, clear and shining like jade," Lin Tian said as he tidied up.
Zhang Lingyu shyly glanced at Lin Tian and said softly, "It won’t. This prescription is very effective."
For some reason, she felt compelled to explain to Lin Tian, as if worried he might think she would be left with scars.
"That’s good. Even though I don’t know your status, I still want to say, stop putting yourself in such dangerous situations. No matter how skilled you are, an accident can still happen. Just one slip could mean you won’t be as lucky as today to have me around; next time, it might be worse than just a scar," Lin Tian finally couldn’t help but say a few words.
She remained silent, not saying anything further, and Lin Tian didn’t add more, grabbing a blanket to sleep on the sofa. The room fell into silence, and after a while, Zhang Lingyu suddenly whispered, "Lin Tian, you... come sleep on the bed, it’s cold outside."
It took a lot of courage for her to say that. She anxiously waited for a response, but after a while, only soft snoring could be heard; Lin Tian had already fallen asleep.
Between Zhang Lingyu, Xiao Manxue, and Xiao Manxuan, the diverse charm of the three women kept him up all night. As a zombie, he couldn’t feel tired, but he was mentally exhausted and fell asleep as soon as he lay down, unaware of what Zhang Lingyu was saying.
He slept very deeply, dreaming he had traveled to ancient times and married three wives. On their wedding night, three brides sat on the grand bed under red bridal veils, waiting for him to enjoy the blessings of Qi. Elated, Lin Tian climbed onto the bed and lifted the bridal veils of the three brides.
However, the faces of the brides startled him greatly; they were the very same Zhang Lingyu, Xiao Manxue, and Xiao Manxuan. With a yell, Lin Tian rolled off the bed and woke up completely.
He opened his eyes, realizing he had fallen off the sofa. But thinking back to the brides in his dream, Lin Tian felt a bit dizzy. Of all people to dream about marrying, why dream of these three women? If someone were to marry all three at the same time, how could he possibly cope?
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