The First Venerable of the Prosperous Age

Lu Xiaosan stood up and rushed behind Wen Ying, patting her back hurriedly, "Hurry up and throw up, I'm fine now, stop trying to empathize with me."

"Oh... but you... your convulsions haven't gotten better yet." Wen Ying's voice trembled as he patted her back.

"If I'm not better, then I'm not better. Don't let anything happen to you. Hurry up and throw it up," Lu Xiaosan said anxiously while patting him.

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..." Wen Ying said with a bitter smile.

"Woof woof!" The golden retriever sat up and howled at Lu Xiaosan twice, seemingly wanting to speak up for its female owner.

As a result, Lu Xiaosan's strength in his hands lessened considerably, and it became like a back massage or shoulder rub.

Wen Ying finally breathed a sigh of relief. "Don't be afraid. You drank that poison and you were fine, so you don't need to worry about me. I just wanted to find out what kind of poison it was."

"What's the point of knowing this?"

"To help you find out who framed you, we need to know what kind of poisonous thing it was before we can get any leads." Lu Xiaosan massaged her back, and hearing her words, and seeing her smiling face turned to the side, he felt a warm glow in his heart.

Seeing Lu Xiaosan staring blankly at her, Wen Ying pouted in confusion, "What are you thinking about? Don't you want to know who poisoned you?"

"Ah... oh oh." Lu Xiaosan snapped out of his daze upon hearing this, "Yes, of course I want to."

His eyes hardened. "I still have to rescue the little beauty, get the Blue Pearl, and then we can go to Qiantang together."

"That's good. I was afraid you'd give up like that," Wen Ying said with a smile.

"When faced with a challenge, one should give it one's all; how can one give up so easily!"

After saying that, Lu Xiaosan seemed to have thought of something, and her face showed worry. "But how can we find the person who poisoned us?"

Lu Xiaosan continued to pat her back gently. He saw Wen Ying's blue eyes narrow slightly, gradually revealing an expression of enjoyment. She lazily said, "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. We'll have a clue once the poison takes effect."

Lu Xiaosan nodded, "Oh..."

He quickly realized what was happening, his eyes widening excitedly, "Hey, little golden retriever, you've taken poison! Are you just going to sit here and wait? Do...do something!"

"What...what are you going to do?"

"Do it!..." Lu Xiaosan got excited and increased the strength in his hands, causing Wen Ying to cry out in pain.

The golden retriever barked twice, walked over to Lu Xiaosan, and rubbed its head against his hand.

Lu Xiaosan let go and instead patted the dog Fushun's head.

He stroked the soft dog's head, becoming increasingly addicted to it.

He was born without hair, and now he suddenly has so much soft hair to stroke, how could he not get excited?

Wen Ying breathed a sigh of relief, rubbed her back, and said with a warm smile, "Don't worry, I won't die. You should take better care of yourself."

Lu Xiaosan smiled contentedly, "What...what could I possibly have..."

He was still having an attack, unable to stop smiling, his hands began to tremble uncontrollably, and his muscles all over his body began to throb and ache as if on fire.

With a thud, Lu Xiaosan collapsed to the ground and began to convulse.

I vaguely heard the golden retriever whimper sadly twice, then it came to my side and licked my face.

Then Wen Ying rushed forward and said, "Take it."

She put a green pill into her mouth and instantly felt a sour and spicy taste, extremely bitter.

"Wow!" Wen Ying helped him swallow again before she breathed a sigh of relief.

In no time, Lu Xiaosan stopped convulsing, his consciousness gradually returned, and the pain in his body gradually dissipated, even faster than when he first had an attack.

Lu Xiaosan gasped for breath, "Huff, huff, goodness, it really tastes bitter. It's a miracle drug, I feel... much better right away."

Wen Ying smiled with relief, "That's good, that's good. I was worried that the medicine wouldn't work."

Then her expression darkened. "However, this medicine can only relieve your convulsions, but it cannot... save your life."

Lu Xiaosan laughed heartily, "Don't worry, I'm lucky. It's a long time before I die."

As they were talking, the golden retriever snuggled into Lu Xiaosan's arms again, and the two of them started playing on the ground again, as if they had never had any incurable disease.

Wen Ying's eyes flickered slightly. "It's rare to see you in such a good mood. I'll prepare more pills for you in a while, but... but with my medical skills, it will take some more time to study your illness before I can possibly cure it..."

Lu Xiaosan pinched the dog's head that was trying to lick him and laughed, "Hey, my illness was incurable to begin with. From the moment you pulled me back from the brink of death, you have been the best doctor in my heart."

A slight blush appeared on Wen Ying's face, and she chuckled shyly, "No, no, hehehe..."

Lu Xiaosan tilted his head and said, "That's not right. Logically speaking, Little Golden Retriever, your poison should have reacted by now. Why is nothing wrong with you?"

Wen Ying pondered for a moment, then nodded and smiled: "If there is still no reaction by tomorrow, I will roughly know what kind of poison it is."

"Tomorrow? You've taken poison and you still can't sleep?"

"I'm a doctor, so I have my own plans." After saying that, she stood up.

"I'll go prepare some food. What would you like to eat? How about some plain porridge?"

Lu Xiaosan gagged, "I'm about to throw up from drinking so much porridge these past few days."

Wen Ying put her hands on her hips and smiled helplessly, "So what would you like to eat, Young Master Lu?"

"Meat! I want to eat meat!" Lu Xiaosan exclaimed excitedly.

“No, you can’t eat meat. How can a monk think about eating meat all the time? Just eat some porridge.” Wen Ying immediately turned around, leaving no room for negotiation.

Lu Xiaosan shrugged. "Alright then, I'll do whatever you say if you want to cook."

He kept saying he wanted to eat meat, but he still drank three large bowls of porridge and ate five flatbreads. In the end, he even had to snatch food from the big golden retriever's mouth.

After the meal, he realized for the first time that plain flatbread and porridge could taste so good, or rather, it was the most reassuring and heartwarming meal he had ever had.

At night, fearing that Wen Ying would suffer the same heart-wrenching pain as him due to the poison, Lu Xiaosan stayed by her side.

He lay down opposite Wen Ying, propping his head up, just like Wen Ying had watched over him the nights before.

Looking at her three-dimensional and delicate features, and the way she was slowly exhaling, Lu Xiaosan couldn't help but be a little dazed. He thought to himself, "It's rare to meet someone so silly. I have to protect this little golden retriever so that she can continue to be silly in peace."

Then, a blue light illuminated her, revealing Wen Ying's jade-like skin. Wen Ying laughed and said, "Why aren't you sleeping? What are you staring at me for?"

As soon as she spoke, a faint, elegant floral fragrance wafted into the air, making Lu Xiaosan feel refreshed all over. "This smells much better than those cosmetics," she said.

Thinking of the taste, Lu Xiaosan couldn't help but ask, "Little Golden Retriever, I have a question for you."

Wen Ying blinked her bright blue eyes. "What?"

"Don't you think I smell terrible? How have you managed to put up with it until now?"

Wen Ying chuckled, "At first it was a bit, but you get used to it after a while."

"The only ones who can get used to my smell are you two, Little Beauty and Little Golden Retriever," Lu Xiaosan thought to himself.

And so, Lu Xiaosan stayed by Wen Ying's side all night without sleeping, only managing to doze off for a while just before dawn.

The next morning, Lu Xiaosan's illness flared up again. In his delirium, he ate the pill that Wen Ying fed him, and only then did he feel better.

When she opened her eyes again, she saw Wen Ying holding a small knife, pointing it at her own fair and flawless face.

Wen Ying looked at the knife in her hand and smiled, "You're awake. How are you? Still feeling unwell?"

Lu Xiaosan shook her head groggily, "I don't feel bad anymore."

Seeing her now with her delicate features, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the dirt and knife marks from yesterday gone from her face, Lu Xiaosan couldn't help but be mesmerized.

"Damn it, she's clearly not pretty, so why can't I take my eyes off her?!"

Seeing Wen Ying's gaze fall upon him, Lu Xiaosan shook his head. "Where's the scar on your face? How come it's gone?"

"Didn't I say that I'm a doctor, so I'll naturally recover faster?"

Considering that her leg injury healed in just two days despite being so severe, perhaps she really has some amazing skills.

"Then how did you do that... Hey, what are you doing? Are you going to hurt yourself again?" He saw Wen Ying cut her temple with a knife, and a thin stream of bright red blood flowed onto her snow-white skin.

"Don't rush, we'll know the answer soon."

Lu Xiaosan hurriedly got up, and Wen Ying pressed her finger on the bloodstain. Then, wisps of black gas emerged and slowly formed a black liquid along with the blood.

Lu Xiaosan's eyes widened. "This... what kind of technique is this? It's amazing."

Wen Ying pressed for a while longer, looking at the black energy on her hand, and said, "Sure enough, this poison only takes effect on you."

"Why... why?"

Wen Ying smiled gently, "Because you are a monk."