Time passed quietly in this pot of boiling medicinal liquid, and in about a meal's time, the detoxifying soup was ready.

Xiao Zhixue took advantage of the fact that no one was around and cleverly collected the medicinal soup into the space. Through some magical means, she condensed it into several small detoxification pills.

Although each pill is small, it is said that it can cure all poisons in the world.

Back in Fan Yanmu's Zen room, she gently helped him up and carefully put the pill into his mouth.

Yingyi handed over a bowl of water in time. After Xiao Zhixue took it, she cleverly added a few drops of precious spiritual spring water. The water was clear and transparent, but it contained amazing power.

She fed him patiently and gently laid him back on the bed, her movements extremely gentle.

However, seeing that Fan Yanmu was still asleep after taking the medicine, Ying Er seemed extremely anxious: "Miss Xiao, our master took the medicine, why hasn't he woken up yet?"

Xiao Zhixue did not rush to answer, but first checked Fan Yanmu's pulse.

Under the combined effects of the medicine and the spiritual spring water, she could feel that the evil toxins in his body were being quickly dispelled.

After confirming, she turned to Shadow One and Shadow Two and said in a calm and firm tone: "Don't worry, it will only take an incense stick of time, and he will wake up naturally."

The anxious hearts of Shadow One and Shadow Two were finally comforted. As long as their master could wake up, they would be willing to wait for an incense stick or longer.

The two of them thanked Xiao Zhixue again and again, their gratitude was beyond words.

Xiao Zhixue didn't stay for too long and turned around to get back to work decocting medicine for Xiao Tingrui.

Since taking her medicine, Xiao Tingrui's health has gradually improved, and the rich herbal resources in the space make her worry-free.

If he persists three times a day for a few months, Xiao Tingrui will fully recover. This fills her heart with hope and strength.

The aroma of medicine curled up and thin smoke swirled upward. Zhou Shuqiong held a steaming bowl of medicine in her hand and walked lightly under the eaves. The bowl contained not only herbs, but also her concern and care for her family.

Finally, in a corner of the courtyard, she found Xiao Tingrui and Xiao Tingxuan who were having a long conversation with their parents.

The sunlight shone through the gaps between the leaves, dappled on their bodies, adding a touch of warmth to this family gathering.

The expressions on Xiao Tingrui and Xiao Tingxuan's faces were sometimes tense and sometimes relaxed. They were recounting in detail the unpleasant encounter they had with Xiao Wang's family today.

Zhou Shuqiong's expression changed with the ups and downs of the story, and her brows revealed a complex emotion of worry and relief.

Fortunately, Xiao Zhixue had foreseen this and rescued the mayor of Sanma Town in time. This favor was remembered by those people and did not cause greater trouble to the Xiao family.

Xiao Wei sat aside, his eyes deep and his heart filled with mixed feelings.

His eldest brother always appeared to be pleasant on the surface, but secretly he often complained about the third branch of his family. This inconsistency made Xiao Wei feel chilled.

Although he had a clear mind and was aware of these undercurrents, he never chose to confront them head-on out of family affection.

Xiao Wang's arrogant behavior today, intending to report to the authorities and arrest the three siblings, made Xiao Wei secretly clench his fists, and blurted out a vow with unquestionable determination: "If they dare to bully San Ya again, I will fight them even if I have to risk everything!"

At the same time, Xiao Zhixue, who was outside the door, felt warm ripples in her heart when she heard these words.

Although her father usually didn't want to cause trouble, he never backed down at critical moments. Such words coming from his mouth were like a deep confession to her, making her feel unprecedented sense of security.

Pushing open the door, Xiao Zhixue walked into the room with a smile as beautiful as a flower, her words full of relief and comfort: "Dad and Mom, don't worry anymore. Look, I'm safe and sound. Besides, my uncle and aunt should be tasting the bitter fruit of their own actions right now."

Xiao Wei looked at his sister, a trace of pity flashed in his eyes, and he patted her shoulder gently, praising her: "Good girl, you did the right thing, you should teach them a lesson like this!"

Then, Xiao Zhixue handed the bowl of medicine in her hand to Xiao Tingrui.

The latter took the medicine bowl, held his breath, closed his eyes tightly, and wrinkled his nose, as if he was completing a heroic ritual.

The bitter medicine slid down his throat, his brows furrowed, his face filled with unbearable bitterness.

This scene amused Xiao Zhixue and Xiao Tingxuan, and their laughter was clear and pleasant.

Xiao Zhixue suddenly had an idea. She used the package in her hand as a cover and quietly took out a few pieces of sweet honey cakes from the mysterious space. She handed them to her eldest brother and said gently, "Brother, eat some cakes to suppress the bitterness in your mouth."

Xiao Tingrui took it gratefully. The sweetness of the pastry immediately neutralized the bitterness of the medicine, making his face bloom with a childlike smile.

Inspired by this, Xiao Zhixue simply demonstrated her sugar-making skills in front of everyone. She was so skilled that soon a piece of crystal clear honey was born in her hands, which amazed the family members present.

Xiao Tingxuan's eyes sparkled with curiosity, "My little sister can actually make candy. Did you learn it in a dream?"

He couldn't help but feel surprised and delighted as he watched his sister perform the technique almost effortlessly.

Xiao Zhixue smiled brightly and answered softly, "My dreams contain many magical things, and they have taught me many practical skills."

When the family heard this, their faces were filled with genuine relief and pride.

Xiao Tingxuan was even more eager to try, "If I could have such a dream, maybe I could help my family solve problems like my little sister did."

This sentence not only expresses envy, but also infinite longing and expectation for the future.

These words fell gently, like drizzles moistening a dry heart. Xiao Tingrui's heart was immediately stirred, and a deep sense of guilt surged like a tide.

As the eldest son and the pillar of the family, he often feels overwhelmed. Faced with the burden of the family, he can only stand helplessly by the side, watching his sister Xiao Zhixue's thin shoulders carry the weight that should have been borne by him.

Especially when carrying heavy objects, Xiao Zhixue always silently took up the heaviest burden, while he, because he had been weak and sickly since childhood, could only carry those small packages whose weight he could hardly feel. This feeling of powerlessness was like a sharp blade, carving invisible scars on his heart.

Thinking of this, Xiao Tingrui's eyes drooped involuntarily, and his long eyelashes hid the complex emotions in his eyes.

Xiao Zhixue caught the subtle change in her brother. She approached gently and placed her fingers lightly on his shoulder. The touch at that moment seemed to have magic, which slightly dissipated the haze in Xiao Tingrui's heart.

"Brother, don't be like this. Your health is not hopeless. I'm here. I promise that within a month, you'll be back to being as strong as an ox."

Her words were as warm as spring sunshine, illuminating every corner of Xiao Tingrui's heart.

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