Chapter 81: Medicine

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"His wounds are in a very bad state, I'll go out and prescribe medicine," Zhu Yue did a cursory inspection of Zhuang Qing. "His old injuries have not healed, which affected his heart meridians. The dragon race has to undergo two major rounds of evolution at the age of five hundred and one thousand. Although he forcibly withstood them, the internal injuries haven't been patched up."

Put unpleasantly, he had exceptional innate talent but suffered from malnutrition. If the golden dragon clan hadn't declined, this golden dragon's cultivation could be a level higher.

"Take good care of him," Zhu Yue stood up and walked out of the inner palace.

"Fu Li?" Zhuang Qing sat up on the bed after Zhu Yue left. "What's wrong?"

He had realized that there was something amiss with Fu Li's mood. After Zhu Yue's appearance, Fu Li's performance had been a bit strange. Not only was he absent-minded, he seemed to also be escaping from something.

"Nothing much," Fu Li shook his head. He pulled the quilt covering Zhuang Qing upwards. "Your injuries are severe, make sure to rest."

"What gave you such great confidence in your ability to lie?" Zhuang Qing coughed twice, turning his back to Fu Li. "It's fine even if you're unwilling to say it, just treat me as a meddlesome person. But some things should not be suppressed in the heart; you've just broken through and your mental state should not be unduly affected."

Looking at the back of Zhuang Qing's head, Fu Li suddenly yearned to tell him everything. Perhaps not seeing the other party's face made him much more at ease.

"The moment I knew Sister Pheasant hadn't died, I was happy," Fu Li looked down at his fair and clear palms. "I've dreamed of them countless times over the past two thousand years. Of them standing on Reflecting Mist Mountain, telling me that they were actually just teasing me, and that they didn't die. But when I woke up, I would only see a shabby cave and a land of weeds beyond the cave. I woke up time after time and fell into a deep sleep time after time. Till three years ago when a few humans who had lost their way woke me up for real."

"They wore strange clothes and carried strange bags. In the end, they were rescued by a metal box that could fly yet had no spiritual qi," Fu Li recalled the incident that had occurred three years ago when he just woke up. "The sun on that day was very warm and I suddenly thought of going down the mountain."

"The human world had already changed. They no longer believed in gods and ghosts, and no longer wandered about in desperation. I thought of the words my pet once told me."

"What did he say?" Zhuang Qing stared at the decorative dragon on the curtains, resisting the urge to look back.

"He said that if the common people can live in peace, work happily, and eat and drink to their fill, then the world would definitely be a beautiful one," Fu Li recalled his human pet's gentle voice, as well as the eyes that overflowed with anticipation. "His desire was realized after two thousand years, so I wanted to come out and take a look on his behalf, and then steadily experience the life of a human to help him realize his incomplete wish."

"You liked that person very much?"

"You mean my pet?" Fu Li nodded. "He was a very interesting human. He was erudite, multi-talented, and told me many interesting stories. It's just that his life wasn't very good. I only raised him for a few years before he passed away from illness. Maybe I'm not suited to raising pets, which was why he died. I've never raised another pet after that."

His words contained regret, dejection, and even reminiscence. But there was no obvious sorrow.

For that human, Fu Li had been willing to leave his cave and make contact with the human world. But when he mentioned this human, there was little sorrow to be seen. Zhuang Qing could not understand Fu Li's feelings. He didn't interrupt Fu Li, wanting to know more.

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