He took out the pills, applied a layer to Yu Qingyou's rabbit leg, and then went out again.

Yu Qingyou was actually conscious, but in the absence of sound therapy, she could only endure it.

Since she had injured herself, and since she was destined to be a wounded rabbit, Yu Qingyou decided to just lie in bed.

Life with the little monk was actually quite good. He would bathe her every day and clean her thoroughly, inside and out.

It's just that forcing him to eat grass every year is really not an option.

With her mouth shut and refusing to eat grass, he fed her carrots and cabbages instead. In the end, she chose the carrots, which were considered to be tastier.

Finally, after lying in bed for several days, she started getting out of bed and walking around.

Walking on four legs, he went outside and found the little monk pounding medicine; he was the one who made medicine in the temple.

Seeing the little monk so busy, she walked to his side and rubbed her head against his leg. But she went a little too far and ended up rubbing her head into his basket.

"You're so naughty!"

The monk reached out and lifted her out of the basket of herbs.

He told her to sit quietly beside him, and then stood up to get something. When he turned around, he discovered that the rabbit he had brought back was actually pounding medicine.

Yes, the rabbit was actually pounding medicine.

The monk rubbed his eyes, still somewhat incredulous.

He squatted down and watched the rabbit pounding medicine; its movements were quite skillful.

I looked at the medicine it had pounded and found that it was actually better than my own.

At this point, the monk began to doubt his own existence. Was he really less capable than a rabbit at grinding medicine?

Yu Qingyou looked at him and seemed quite frustrated. There was nothing she could do about it, after all, it was her profession.

She's a skilled rabbit at pounding and preparing medicine.

The monk squatted there watching the little rabbit pound medicine for a long time, and found it very interesting.

From then on, every day, it was the rabbit pounding the medicine and the monk making the medicine.

Sometimes, when Yu Qingyou watched him preparing medicine, she would secretly add herbs to it.

As a result, the effects of the medicine changed dramatically. The little monk didn't know why the medicine had become so much more potent when he was making it the same way he always did.

That day, the little monk went up the mountain.

Yu Qingyou also sat in his basket, swaying back and forth. She lay there sleeping, holding the sky.

Although this bunny pose is a bit unsightly, it's really very comfortable.

Upon reaching the mountain, Yu Qingyou jumped out of his basket and scattered herbs all over the mountainside for him.

After finding it, he quickly ran to the little monk.

"Ok?"

The young monk followed her suspiciously, and eventually discovered the good herbs.

And so, the little monk let her go and search for the herbs, and once she found them, he would go and dig for them.

Yu Qingyou ran ahead, with the little monk following behind. Suddenly, Yu Qingyou felt her feet sink into the ground, as if she were about to fall into a trap.

Fortunately, she has magic!

But then she thought, "Wouldn't it be inappropriate for the little monk following behind me to reveal his magic now?"

It's not a big deal if this is revealed, is it? Now that he can accept her as someone who grinds and finds medicine, what does it matter if he has magic and can talk?

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