The fragrance of medicine is alluring, the farm elder sister is cool and cool

After Wen Qingcheng finished speaking, she pried his hands apart, pulled her arm free, and turned away.

The next morning, Wen Qingcheng went to the pharmacy to report for duty. As soon as she showed up, she was carried away by two of Wang Heng's servants. Wen Qingcheng felt like she was walking on tiptoes.

"What are you doing in such a hurry? Has something happened to the eldest master?" Wen Qingcheng saw how anxious the two were and wondered in her heart what important matter could it be.

"Miss, there's no time to explain. It's the eldest master who's anxious to find you. He's been angry since the early morning. Let's hurry up."

Without further ado, Wen Qingcheng was stuffed into the carriage and they arrived at Xianze Tower in half a cup of tea. They entered the guest room of Xianze Tower directly from the back door, went up the stairs, and came to a room called Tingyu Pavilion.

The two servants were exhausted, panting, and knocked on the door, asking eagerly, "Sir, Miss Wen is here, can we come in now?"

Another servant's voice came from inside the room. "Sir, let her in!"

Wen Qingcheng always felt that something bad was going on. Even if she was to be his follower for a few days, he couldn't send someone to find her in such a hurry.

Wen Qingcheng pushed the door open quietly and saw Wang Heng lying on the bed in a white pajamas. When he saw Wen Qingcheng, he was very excited, and his excitement was mixed with... anger?

Wang Heng glared at Wen Qingcheng, slapped the bed angrily, pointed at his throat, and made an urgent "woohoo" sound.

Wen Qingcheng then remembered that in order to stop him from talking too much, she used silver needles to seal his acupoints last night. Even if he pulled out the silver needles, the acupoints were still sealed and he could not speak.

I left in a hurry last night and forgot to unblock her acupuncture points. This is her unique skill, and even a doctor who knows acupuncture may not be able to unblock it.

Wen Qingcheng looked at Wang Heng a little embarrassedly, and clasped her hands together: "My lord, I'm sorry. I forgot to unblock your acupoints last night. I will unblock your mute acupoints later. Please forgive me. If you don't say anything when I count to three, does that mean you forgive me? One, two..."

Wang Heng looked at her calmly, but why did his calm eyes make her feel chilly? Wen Qingcheng shivered unconsciously.

Wen Qingcheng turned around and walked to a table, took out sterilized cotton balls and needles from the space, and disinfected his throat and ears.

"Turn him over and let him lie on his side." Wen Qingcheng ordered the two servants to turn Wang Heng over.

Wen Qingcheng first selected a blade needle and pierced it directly into his throat, then quickly pulled out the needle using a special acupuncture technique. Then she took out an ordinary silver needle and pierced the corresponding point on his ear.

"It hurts, it hurts... You're so cruel!" Wang Heng felt the pain and slapped Wen Qingcheng several times.

Wen Qingcheng withdrew the needle calmly and said, "Just bear with it for a while. Look, you can talk now."

Wang Heng cleared his throat and realized that he could really speak. He did not scold Wen Qingcheng as she expected, but looked at her curiously.

"You are really good, girl. How did you do that? You scared me all night yesterday. I thought I was mute."

"Hehe, that's no big deal. You were drunk last night and I was afraid you would talk too much, so this was just a temporary measure." Wen Qingcheng laughed dryly.

"So... I have to thank you?"

Wen Qingcheng waved her hands quickly, "That's not necessary, it's my duty."

The next second, Wang Heng's face changed and he angrily shouted, "You really thought I wanted to thank you, you damned girl, how dare you poison me and mute me, and ruin my reputation! You said I have a bad drinking habit and I can't remember anything after drinking!"

"My Lord, I was helping you, okay? Instead of thanking me, you blame me!" Wen Qingcheng was speechless. There is a saying that goes, "If you bite Lu Dongbin, you won't know the kindness of a good person!"

"Do I need your help? If you hadn't poisoned me and made me mute, I would have wanted to beat him up. How dare he offend me? Does he know who I am?" Wang Heng got so excited that the wound on his buttocks was pulled, and he grimaced in pain.

Wen Qingcheng knew that he just said he didn't agree, so she didn't bother to argue with him. "Okay, okay, it's all my fault. I delayed you from beating someone up. I'm sorry, okay?"

Wen Qingcheng's words made Wang Heng think that she was mocking him. He pounded the bed in anger, "You little bitch, just wait for me. I will punish you when I can get out of bed!"

Wen Qingcheng's eyes rolled and she thought to herself: I'm afraid you won't have the chance to deal with me.

Now that he was injured, he could not continue his patrol. She finally did not have to be tortured by him. Being his follower was not easy. He could always find something to do for her, which kept her busy. Now that he was injured, he had to go home and lie down for a few days.

Wen Qingcheng said to Wang Heng excitedly, "Young Master, I think you'd better go home and recuperate first. Look at your current condition. It's difficult for you to even move. If you don't go home and rest for a while, it may affect your recovery. If there is anything you need to pack here, I can help you pack your luggage and you can go back to the city today!"

However, Wang Heng did not appreciate it. He lay on the bed, unable to move, but his mouth was very hard. He said angrily: "What are you packing? Who said I'm going back to the city? Do I need you to arrange where I want to go?" As he spoke, he slapped the bed hard.

Wang Heng knew very well that his father had just given him the management of two branches this year. If his father knew that he not only went out to drink with his friends during his inspection, but also had a fight with someone because of an actor, it would be a disaster. At that time, punishing him according to family rules would be a small matter. He was worried that his father would hand over the several stores he had in his hands to his half-brother. If that happened, he would really lose a lot. In any case, he would wait until his injuries healed before considering going home.

"You are not allowed to go anywhere these days. Just serve me here." Wang Heng said.

Wen Qingcheng frowned. She wanted to practice cutting herbs that were thrown away by the herbal medicine store. How could she practice cutting herbs when she had to serve him every day? The junior pharmacist exam would be at the end of the month, and she had to pass it in one try. If she failed, she would have to stay in the herbal medicine store for another year.

When Wang Heng saw Wen Qingcheng's sad face, he immediately became unhappy. Being able to serve him was the dream of many female pharmacists at Wang's, and she was still unhappy?

"Wen Qingcheng, go and pour me a cup of tea." Wang Heng's tone was unquestionable.

Wen Qingcheng was not used to being ordered around by him. She didn't owe Wang Ji anything. The Patriarch's Association had fined Wang Ji before because Wang Ji violated the rules and exploited the pharmacists, which led to the fine. It was not Wen Qingcheng's fault.