Función clerical

Capítulo 2

Qingxing said, "The consultation fee is absolutely no problem! We have plenty of money!"

Shen Zhili retorted angrily, "Do I look like a woman who can be bought with money?!"

Qingxing said painfully, "Ten thousand taels just for holding hands!"

Shen Zhili: "...Deal!"

Chapter Two

Without any warning, Shen Zhili tore off the entire bandage, along with the scabs.

With her eyes closed and lips pursed, the man on the bed trembled violently before obediently remaining still.

"Don't move. Hmm, the bone is healing quite well."

It's not just good, it's incredibly fast. An ordinary person would need to lie in bed for at least three or four months for an injury of this severity, but in less than ten days, his broken bones have almost healed.

Looking at the pinkish new skin, Shen Zhili didn't hesitate to pinch the body a few times, which was slender yet full of strength. He sighed inwardly, thinking that it was a body with the physique of a cockroach, making it an excellent candidate for drug testing.

Does it still hurt?

"It doesn't hurt...it doesn't hurt very much."

The man lying on the bed let her take advantage of him, only blinking his pale amber eyes, which were curved into crescent moons, with a smile on his lips and a burning gaze.

Shen Zhili felt a little uneasy under the gaze. She raised her hand, about to do something that no one could see, when a voice clearly entered her ear, booming like thunder.

"Ten thousand taels."

These words were like a curse. Shen Zhili's expression stiffened, and his hand in mid-air turned to touch that smooth face. He revealed an unnatural smile and, recalling the results of his cramming over the past few days, said in a sickeningly sweet voice, "It's okay, I'll take care of you from now on."

After saying that, even she felt a chill.

The man opposite her was suddenly moved. He pressed her hand down, his clear eyes burning even more intensely, but quickly dimmed: "Are you pitying me?"

His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with hurt.

Injuried!

Shen Zhili suddenly had a strong urge to throw the medicine pouch next to him in the face.

What's there to sympathize with?

He has everything: power, status, wealth, and position. Even if he's unlucky enough to be kicked out, he still has a bunch of loyal subordinates who will run around taking care of him and spend money to buy people to appease him!

Seeing her displeasure, the man seemed to suddenly understand something. He took her hand and let go, his bright, star-like eyes meeting hers as he said earnestly, "Are you angry with me? No matter what, I will try my best to remember. Don't worry."

Who's worried?

What does it matter to her whether he remembers or not?!

She glanced to the side and saw Qingxing winking at her, while two men in black behind her quickly pulled out silver notes worth ten thousand taels of silver, which swayed in the wind.

Shen Zhili: "..."

As soon as he stepped out the door, Shen Zhili immediately pulled out a copy of "The Sweet Love Manual" from his sleeve and threw it at Qingxing: "Master Qing, you should find someone else. Although I am interested in gold and silver, I am afraid I really cannot do anything beyond my own capabilities."

"Why bother? Didn't Valley Master Shen do a very good job just now?"

Before Qingxing could finish speaking, he saw a toad with its claws outstretched, bared teeth, being held between two slender white fingers and placed in front of him.

Shen Zhili's face darkened: "If I asked you to swallow this toad whole, could you do it?"

Qingxing was puzzled: "It is possible, but it's just too..." disgusting!

Shen Zhili nodded and said quietly, "So you understand how I feel now."

This description...

Looking at the toad so close to her, Qingxing swallowed hard and said, "My master should be much better than this toad, right?"

Shen Zhili casually tossed the toad aside and said calmly, "Anyway, I'm not doing this job anymore. We're not on the same page."

Before Qingxing could come up with a solution, she suddenly saw Shen Zhili reach out his hand.

A doctor's hands.

Fair-skinned, clean-cut, slender, and agile.

Qingxing was stunned.

Shen Zhili said, "Ten thousand taels for holding hands." She was referring to the moment when Young Master Twelve Nights held her hand.

"This counts?"

Shen Zhili raised an eyebrow: "You want to renege on your debt?"

Even the dumbest person knows that you should never renege on your debts if a doctor fails to cure a patient.

As Qingxing took out the silver, she said with a heavy heart, "Valley Master Shen, please reconsider. I am willing to double the price."

Shen Zhili said resolutely, "I'm not doing this for the money; this is my personal principle."

"Add another ten thousand."

"I made myself very clear..."

"Fifty thousand taels, that's really the most I can ask for."

"I……"

Qingxing gritted her teeth and said, "One hundred thousand taels!"

Shen Zhili sighed: "...Alright, I'll try again."

Qingxing's face lit up with joy, but after hesitating for a moment, she asked, "Valley Master Shen, would you like to hear about the Master and that demoness Ye?"

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This is a story that differs slightly from the typical hero and beauty tale.

Young Master Twelve Nights offended the second-in-command of the Zhennan Escort Agency and was placed on a wanted poster with a hefty reward. The amount was truly tempting. Miss Bai Qian tore up the reward and rushed to Master Twelve Nights' side, but at the last minute she changed her mind. Instead, she led Master Twelve Nights into the headquarters of the Zhennan Escort Agency. The usually solemn and majestic headquarters was hacked to pieces and filled with screams of pain. Amidst the screams, the two developed a deep affection for each other.

Through Qingxing's narration, Shen Zhili could already imagine that scene.

A strong wind was blowing outside the window.

A glamorous woman wielding a nine-ringed broadsword drew her blade and slashed fiercely at the Twelve Nights Prince. She narrowed her eyes, lifted his chin, and said in a flirtatious tone, "Beauty, I came here to kill you, but now I've changed my mind." She licked her lips. "I've taken a liking to you."

"So your master just gave in to Ye Qianqian, the Left Protector of the Demonic Sect, who was using the alias Bai Qian?"

Qingxing nodded heavily.

"Still cherish it and join hands with it in the martial arts world?"

Qingxing nodded even more heavily and said, "No one expected that she was actually the Left Protector of the Demonic Sect."

"Doesn't she look like it?"

"No...it's precisely because they look so alike that no one suspected anything." As she spoke, Qingxing clenched her fist, her tone filled with righteous indignation. "Not only did she toy with Master's body and soul, but she even pushed him off a cliff. If it hadn't been discovered early, I'm afraid..."

...It seems he's not just a fool, he's an idiot.

With mixed feelings, she prepared to push open the door to see the unfortunate fellow recuperating in his room, only to bump into the young apprentice delivering medicine.

Shen Zhili waved her hand: "Give it to me, I'll deliver it."

The young apprentice, filled with trepidation, handed her the medicine and hurried away.

As I entered, I saw the sick young master on the bed slightly turned to the side, looking out the window with a melancholy expression. It was already dusk, and a few rays of the setting sun outlined a very beautiful curve on his profile. However, his lips were bloodless, and his eyes were languid, which was very touching.

Upon seeing her enter the room, the sick young master on the bed slowly turned around and turned his gaze to her.

Shen Zhili bent down to put down the medicine tray, and then heard the sick young master give her a forced and lonely smile and say, "I've been thinking about it all afternoon, but I still can't remember you."

Of course you can't remember.

Because we didn't know each other at all before!

Shen Zhili suppressed the urge to complain and gently picked up the medicine bowl: "Don't think about those unimportant things, drink your medicine."

"Zhi Li, you don't need to comfort me. I know it's all my fault. I should remember... How could I forget you?"

That mournful tone, that resentful woman's voice!

Shen Zhili's hand trembled, and the scalding medicine spilled onto her hand, causing her to groan softly. The medicine bowl shattered on the ground with a bang.

It's so hot, it hurts so much.

No, I need to find medicine!

However, the next moment, her hand fell into another person's palm.

The man who had been lying peacefully in bed just moments before was now standing in front of her, his handsome brows furrowed, his face filled with undisguised heartache: "How could you be so careless?"

And then, and then...

Then, he put her finger in his mouth!

The man's warm mouth enveloped her, his tongue delicately licking her scalded fingers.

Shen Zhili's cheeks flushed red and her whole body trembled instantly, but not out of embarrassment, but out of anger... Did he even know how dirty a person's mouth is, with all that saliva? He had smeared her hand with saliva!

Seeing her like this, the man stepped back slightly, still holding her hand tenderly, and said, "I...I offended you just now."

You know you're offending people, yet you still lick it, and you lick it so enthusiastically!

Do you think this is braised pork hock?

No, there are still 100,000 taels left... Shen Zhili took several breaths to calm herself down and said, "Um... it's okay, rest now, I'll go out first."

Before I could take a single step, someone called out to me.

Shen Zhili suppressed her impatience and turned to ask softly, "What is it?"

The man's amber eyes flickered: "Could you call my name just once? I've felt a bit out of place ever since I woke up. Calling me might help me adjust..."

"name?"

Shen Zhili thought for a moment. In the martial arts world, he was always called Young Master Twelve Nights, and his real name was rarely mentioned. Even Qingxing forgot to tell her.

She only remembered that his surname seemed to be Su.

"Forehead……"

"Su Chenche, my name is Su Chenche." Her lowered eyelashes cast a faint shadow, and her voice was low, soft, and husky, like silk gently brushing against the heart.

Perhaps it was because the voice was so pleasant, Shen Zhili inexplicably repeated, "...Su Chenche".