Quick Wear: I Became the Savior of the Doomsday

Chapter 392 You Have to Finish Your Job Before You Die

There are three types of contracts signed with monsters.

In the master-servant contract, the master can be a monster or a cultivator. The master has absolute control over the servant and can manipulate the servant at any time to make the servant do anything for him, and the servant’s injury will not backfire on the master.

A symbiotic contract, as the name suggests, means companionship and coexistence. If one party dies, the other will also die. The benefit is that they can share lifespan and cultivation.

The above two types of contracts are very common in the world of cultivation, but Wen Chi believes that both of them are not good for Suiyun Yuan, so he wants to sign a third type of contract: a cooperation contract.

Compared with the master-servant contract and the symbiotic contract, the cooperative contract is much freer. Not only can the content of the contract be changed at will, but even if one party breaches the contract one day, no harm will be done.

Broken Cloud Kite was somewhat dissatisfied with this. It felt that it should sign a symbiotic contract with Wen Chi, so that it could stay with the human it loved for a long time.

"He's doing this for your own good, stop making a fuss." Ming Qiu calmed down the broken cloud kite that was screaming and jumping around in his palm, and began to conclude a cooperation contract for the two of them.

The content of the contract is very simple. Wen Chi raises Sui Yunyuan, and Sui Yunyuan listens to Wen Chi obediently.

Zhong Suhan stood aside holding a sword and watching. Ming Qiu's snow-white hair was half tied behind her head with a hairpin, and the other half hung down. The few strands of hair on her forehead were as soft as rabbit hair.

If it is really late autumn, why are the hairs completely white?

She remembered that in the second world, the little rabbit used spells several times for itself, which consumed a lot of vitality, so its originally black fur turned a lot whiter.

Is it...

Just a guess made her very unhappy.

If both parties are willing, the cooperation contract can be concluded in a cup of tea. When Wen Chi and Sui Yunyuan opened their eyes again, they could feel each other's emotions and thoughts, which made both the man and the bird feel very novel.

"Thank you, senior." Wen Chi held the Broken Cloud Kite and thanked Ming Qiu, who was breathing lightly. Seeing that Ming Qiu's face was not very good and a little pale, he looked at his own senior sister and felt puzzled.

Did Senior Sister bully Senior Ming Qiu? She looks like she is injured.

"Wen Chi, take his pulse." Zhong Suhan told Wen Chi about Ming Qiu's condition yesterday. "I gave him Jiuding Huandan, and the bleeding stopped."

The Jiuding Huandan is the life-saving pill that was given to them by Pao Qing. The materials are rare and the refining process is complicated. The spiritual energy consumed during each refining process can be used to complete the late stage of the out-of-body experience.

Fu Qing is in poor health, and it takes Jin Lu half a month to recuperate after refining the elixir once. It can be said that Ji Yuan and the others would not use this elixir unless it is absolutely necessary, let alone give it to others.

Hearing that Zhong Suhan gave the pill to Ming Qiu, the expressions of Xinghai and the others were as rich as paint palettes, and their eyes were full of dissatisfaction with their senior sister's behavior.

In response, Zhong Suhan just raised his eyes slightly, glanced at a few junior brothers and sisters, and asked calmly: "Any opinions?"

"How dare we have any objections?" Xinghai pursed his lips, his tone was resentful, and his eyes were full of grievance.

Zhong Suhan: "I haven't settled the bill with you for yesterday's drinking..."

"I have no objection, Senior Sister!" Xinghai immediately suppressed his grievance and seriously instructed Wen Chi to check Ming Qiu's pulse: "Wen Chi, why don't you check Senior's pulse?"

Wen Chi felt speechless. He was too lazy to roll his eyes and stepped forward to feel Ming Qiu's pulse. However, he saw Ming Qiu took half a step back and hid his hands behind his back. He obviously didn't want him to feel his pulse and looked helplessly at his senior sister.

"Senior, it's not good to hide your illness and avoid seeing a doctor." Xiang Yuyang said, "Wen Chi has been learning medicine from Senior Jinlu since he was a child, and has been making pills with his master. Don't worry about his ability. He can't cure the disease, but he can't kill the patient."

"The Nine Cauldrons Rejuvenating Pill is very effective. The remaining injuries will recover slowly. There is no need for Wen Chi to see me."

Ming Qiu was very stubborn, and Zhong Suhan was even more stubborn. He stepped forward and grabbed his wrist. "A doctor cannot treat himself. Wen Chi, take his pulse."

"Zhong Suhan you!" Ming Qiu was a little angry. He struggled several times but failed to break free from her hand. Even though he was injured, his cultivation was higher than hers. He immediately realized that it was the will of heaven who was playing tricks on him and became even angrier.

Wen Chi hesitated and didn't dare to step forward. Senior Ming Qiu had a very sullen face and a very fierce look in his eyes. Would he get beaten if he stepped forward to take his pulse?

"Warm pool."

Zhong Suhan urged, and Wen Chi had no choice but to step forward to take his pulse. As soon as he put his hand on him, he was stunned. A trace of spiritual power flowed through his meridians and around his body, and after exploring his internal organs, he withdrew his hand.

After taking the pulse, Wenchi stood aside without saying anything.

His junior fellow apprentice was lazy, and not talking usually meant nothing happened. Zhong Suhan breathed a sigh of relief, let go of Ming Qiu, and smiled at him flatteringly: "Do you want to go out and play together? The peach blossoms in the city are in full bloom."

"No." Ming Qiu didn't want to pay attention to him. He glanced at Wen Chi who was standing next to Ji Yuan with his head down, "Do you have any questions for me?"

Wen Chi: ...

Does he have it, or doesn't he?

After a few breaths, Ming Qiu took the man away on the pretext of teaching Wen Chi medical skills.

"Have you figured it out?" Ming Qiu was lying on a recliner in the Wenchi Garden, casually picking up a medical book beside him and flipping through it.

Wen Chi put his hands in front of him, twisting his cuffs with his fingers, and asked nervously and cautiously: "Should I...see it?"

"Tell me, what did you see?"

"Senior, you have serious internal injuries and have been poisoned by multiple poisons. Your white hair is a sign of premature aging. You... may not live long."

"It's worth reading the books." Ming Qiu chuckled, took out a few medical books from his storage bag and placed them on the shelf beside him, "Take a look at these books. Don't let your senior sister know about my physical condition."

"senior……"

"Whether I can be cured or not, and how long I can live, I know for sure." Ming Qiu said calmly, "I have to finish my work before I die."

Wen Chi opened his mouth, swallowed the words he wanted to persuade, and nodded in response.

Ming Qiu pointed to the book he had put down with satisfaction, "Read it, and ask me if you have any questions."

Wasn't that an excuse? Wen Chi picked up the book and sat down. He was attracted by the first page he opened. The difficult and complicated diseases in it were the ones he had never seen or heard of before.