The Divine Doctor and Adorable Consort: The Demonic Emperor is Too Cunning

Fang Qingyou was even more speechless. Her heart had been in her throat the whole time, but why was Luo Qianmo talking so much today?

Can we get our illness treated first, and then talk about other things?

If he doesn't trust her like this, does she have to make a pinky promise to hang herself?

"Yes, I said it, I said it." Fang Qingyou felt her patience was almost at its limit, and nodded repeatedly in agreement. Was she really the type of doctor who was more anxious than the patient?

Now that we've come this far, can we start treating the illness?

"Youyou, I know what disease I have."

Fang Qingyou's eyelids twitched involuntarily, feeling deeply frustrated. Did this mean that she, as a doctor, had no role to play here?

Should she just leave?

Did this man really forget to take his medicine today?

At this moment, Luo Qianmo's voice suddenly lowered, his alluring and deep voice almost whispering in her ear: "Youyou, the venison is working."

That voice, with its unique magnetism and warm breath, made Fang Qingyou's body tremble slightly.

Upon hearing his words, her first reaction was to freeze in shock.

She thought Luo Qianmo was going to tell her what was wrong with him, but instead he told her that the venison was working.

What's going on here? Why is she so confused?

It wasn't until she repeated the sentence several times, her professional instincts kicking in, that Fang Qingyou finally understood Luo Qianmo's intention.

"Luo Qianmo, you bastard!" Fang Qingyou reacted, her face turning red with anger. She tried to forcefully shake off Luo Qianmo's hand, but his hand was as strong as an iron clamp, and she couldn't break free.

This bastard is shameless to this extent.

The venison worked! Does he want her to sacrifice herself to put out his fire?

Faced with Fang Qingyou's anger, Luo Qianmo blinked innocently, his expression showing a hint of grievance: "Youyou, you promised to heal me, but why are you yelling at me now?"

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned being sick; the moment he did, Fang Qingyou became even angrier.

She initially thought he was truly ill, but looking at his expression, he didn't seem sick at all.

He did catch a cold, but his headache just now was clearly feigned!

"Luo Qianmo, are you sick? Why are you pretending to have a headache if you're not? Is it fun to lie to me? Are you especially happy to see me looking like this?"

Fang Qingyou was truly enraged. All her restraint and composure over the years finally gave way, and she practically yelled at Luo Qianmo, even uttering profanities.

She hates patients who don't cherish their own bodies, and she hates even more patients who play tricks on doctors.

Is being a doctor a joke? Someone actually faked being sick to fool the doctor!

She really wanted to say, "This kind of patient deserves to be sick."

As a result, Luo Qianmo looked even more aggrieved: "Youyou, I wasn't faking illness, I really am sick. Isn't a cold an illness? Also, the venison took effect, and I feel terrible, isn't that an illness too?"

Fang Qingyou felt her anger intensify. This man was rotten from head to toe, rotten to the core, yet he still put on such a pitiful act.

This is definitely a typical scheming boy, and the kind of scheming boy who is at the top of the food chain.

But seeing his pitiful expression, I always felt that even if I had a thousand rages, it would be unforgivable to vent my anger on him.

And what's more, she couldn't refute his words, because he had indeed caught a cold, and excessive tonification of Yang energy was indeed a kind of illness...

Fang Qingyou took a breath and tried to calm herself down: "Luo Qianmo, what you need is not a doctor, you need a woman."

These words were spoken with such venomous grit.

Despite her calm demeanor, the rage raging within her finally caused her to shake off Luo Qianmo's hand, and she practically flew out of his tent.

Inside the tent, watching Fang Qingyou's furious and angry departure, Luo Qianmo felt his palms were empty, and it seemed that even his heart was somewhat empty.

He does need a woman, but the way Fang Qingyou said it makes it sound like she isn't a woman herself.

He thought of her face, flushed with anger, and found her rather endearing, but he also felt that he might have gone a bit too far.

Fang Qingyou seems very angry, probably extremely angry?

Luo Qianmo felt a pang of regret. Perhaps he shouldn't have lied to Fang Qingyou like that. Instead, he shouldn't have taken a cold shower and had just pounced on her.

Perhaps this way she'll be less angry?

If Fang Qingyou could hear Luo Qianmo's inner thoughts, she would definitely be unable to resist cursing him.

This man has such a bizarre thought process; he's definitely not on his medication.

Between being teased and being eaten, which is more infuriating? She would definitely think the latter is better.

Fang Qingyou was furious. After leaving Luo Qianmo's tent, the cold autumn wind brought her back to her senses a little.

So, he resisted the urge to rush back to his own tent.

If she goes back like this now, Yuefei, that clever and perceptive girl, will definitely notice something is wrong.

Could it be that she should tell Yuefei that she went to treat Luo Qianmo out of kindness, only to be maliciously harassed as a result?

No matter how you look at it, it's shameful.

"Luo Qianmo, you beast, you are despicable, shameless, lewd, obscene, and perverted..."

Fang Qingyou cursed through gritted teeth, using almost every bad word she could think of on Luo Qianmo.

This man is so wicked; he toyed with her like this.

He actually took advantage of her cold to take advantage of her, and even tried to seduce her and take advantage of her!

That bastard, that bastard, that shameless bastard!

Fang Qingyou wasn't satisfied with just cursing; she stomped her foot hard on the ground.

It seems that Luo Qianmo is like this piece of land, and one can vent one's anger by trampling on it.

She had even thought he was quite nice at times; she was completely blind. This man was nothing but a wolf in sheep's clothing!

No, he's a beast in wolf's clothing!

That indiscriminate beast actually had evil intentions towards such a little girl.

This is absolutely beastly!

As Fang Qingyou kicked, her face suddenly turned pale. She bent over, clutching her foot, her face contorted in pain.

She accidentally kicked a rock, and it hurt her toes terribly...

Fang Qingyou was so angry she almost cried. She was so pitiful. Not only was she almost bullied by Luo Qianmo just now, but now she was being bullied by a stinky rock.

Woohoo...

Fang Qingyou stood there for a long time before she recovered.

The sudden pain, though painful, calmed her down considerably, and the anger within her subsided.

At that moment, Fang Qingyou felt as if she could smell a unique, refreshing fragrance...