Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

Fang Yu was initially a little confused, but then she belatedly realized what was going on. She curled her lips and looked at him thoughtfully: "Lord Xiao, you mind that I treat men, you wouldn't be...?"

Before he could finish saying the word "vinegar," Xiao Jingqi immediately covered his lips and coughed, then said in a serious tone, "This person's condition is too serious. I'm afraid that Miss Fang might accidentally catch the illness."

"But I am..."

Before she could even utter the word "doctor," he spoke up first: "You just said you're not a doctor, so you should still be careful."

Fang Yu's lips gradually deepened: "Although I have treated a small number of people, I have seen quite a few beasts, so I am confident in my abilities."

Xiao Jingqi handed her a cup of hot tea. Fang Yu took a small sip, leaned closer to him, and asked, "Lord Xiao, do you have someone you're interested in?"

Upon hearing those three words, Xiao Jingqi suddenly looked up and met her bright eyes, but then fell silent.

“Silence means consent.” Fang Yu continued, “Then she must be very beautiful and have a gentle personality.”

"..." Xiao Jingqi paused, and when he looked into her eyes, a glint of light flashed in them, which could be considered as tacit agreement.

Fang Yu feigned disappointment, stepped back, and turned to leave.

"Fang Yu!"

Xiao Jingqi suddenly called out to her and grabbed her hand. When she turned around, her eyes were already calm: "What's wrong? I'll go check first. I'm afraid Mo Jiu has killed someone."

After she finished speaking, she turned and left. Xiao Jingqi looked at his empty hand, feeling a surge of frustration. He clenched his fist, as if trying to retain the warmth of her body.

Mo Jiu worked quickly, removing all the remaining rotten flesh from the patient's body, and then, as Fang Yu requested, placed the person in a medicinal bath.

After all this was done, Mo Jiu lay back down on the bed. She touched her forehead; it was burning hot, and her complexion was the same as before. She was now barely clinging to life.

He turned to look at the unreliable Fang Yu: "Miss Fang, is he really not going to die?"

"Hmm..." Fang Yu drawled, "He shouldn't die, but it will take some time to recover. After all, it's not easy to snatch someone from the clutches of the King of Hell."

Fang Yu stretched, trying to shake off some of her fatigue: "Alright, that's all for now. I'll head back first. If you have any further questions, just come find me."

As she stepped out the door, Xiao Jingqi approached her and said, "Miss Fang, why don't you stay for a meal? I'll have someone escort you back."

"No need for you to trouble yourself, Lord Xiao. I have other matters to attend to. If you wish to thank me, please do so another day."

Xiao Jingqi watched her retreating figure as she went downstairs, and even after she completely disappeared through the doorway, he was still reluctant to look away.

Fang Yu left Tianxiang Tower to find nearby craftsmen, as some parts of the shop needed to be modified and repaired.

The craftsman had already promised to go over later, so she went back first, but was stopped halfway there.

Wang Yuan strolled over slowly, fanning himself with a folding fan, a smile playing on his lips: "Miss Fang, what a coincidence! I didn't expect to run into you here. It's better to meet by chance than to invite someone. Let's have a cup of tea together."

He looked at the tea stall next to him, waiting for Fang Yu's response.

Fang Yu glanced at him indifferently, and he hurriedly said, "I have naturally not forgotten the three rules, but this is not a restaurant, and I have not shown my face in a restaurant. Would Miss Fang do me the honor of coming?"

"I can't give you a reward, I'm very busy." Fang Yu glanced at him again: "I'm not a reasonable person. If you insist on pestering me and prevent me from running my shop properly, I'm afraid I might not be able to resist doing something. You are a scholar, you should understand what I mean."

She left without giving him any face, leaving Wang Yuan standing there, his lips twitching violently.

His attendant stepped forward and said, "Young master, I think this village girl is too ungrateful. There are plenty of talented men and beautiful women in Ningxin Courtyard. Why should you put up with this village girl's attitude?"

"What do you know!" Wang Yuan waved his fan, watching Fang Yu's back as he merged into the crowd, and slowly curled the corners of his mouth.

Back in the shop, that delightful aroma wafted into my nostrils again.

Just as Fang Yu sighed, Fang Xin came running out of the kitchen carrying freshly cooked dishes.

"Sis, take a look at the mala tang I made. It's made according to the recipe you wrote."

A steaming bowl of spicy hot pot was placed in front of Fang Yu, which evoked memories of her past life. The combination of various vegetables and meats was not exactly the same, but it was about 80-90% similar.

Fang Yu picked up a piece of meat with some skepticism and tasted it. Apart from being a little less spicy, there was basically no problem.

Fang Xin looked at Fang Yu expectantly and asked, "Sister, what do you think of the taste? How does it compare to what you made?"

Fang Yu nodded in satisfaction, put down her chopsticks, and asked her in confusion, "Xin'er, do you recognize all the words on the menu?"

Fang Xin shook her head: "I don't know many people, but I asked Fu Ju, and he helped me make this spicy hot pot. Is there a problem?"

Fang Yu shook her head: "No problem, Xin'er, you did a great job."

Upon receiving Fang Yu's approval, Fang Xin's lips visibly curled up, and even deepened considerably.

She took a sip of hot tea and said, "But sister, there are so many kinds of vegetables here. We can barely sell them now, but what will we do when winter comes and there are no more vegetables?"

"Don't worry about that, I have my own way. As long as you're willing to cook, whatever you want to make, I can get it for you."

Fang Xin stood up abruptly, her eyes filled with surprise: "Okay, then I'll continue cooking and try to learn all the dishes in my sister's recipes by the time we open."

Fang Xin rushed to the backyard, determined to master the recipe Fang Yu had given her.

Fang Yu also went to the backyard, but instead of the kitchen, she went to Yun Xiao's room.

Pushing open the door, I found that the person who should have been lying obediently in bed had already gotten up, holding onto the table with one hand and taking a few steps on one leg.

"What are you doing?"

Fang Yu stood at the door and asked.

Yun Xiaoxian was surprised to see Fang Yu enter. She thought it was Granny Liu. She smiled slightly and said, "Miss Fang, you've come. I just felt the room was a bit stuffy and wanted to open the window to let some fresh air in."

Fang Yu went over and opened the window, then helped her sit down and began to check her leg, asking, "How are you? Have you been in a lot of pain these past two days?"

Yun Xiao shook her head: "No, Miss Fang's medical skills are unparalleled. I won't feel any pain if I'm here."

That was a leg, broken by force. How could it not hurt? Fang Yu knew what she was thinking, but she wouldn't expose her.

Fang Yu's fingertips brushed away the stray hairs covering her forehead, revealing the long scar. Her reaction was like a snowflake seeing the sun for the first time; she instinctively wanted to avoid it, but because Fang Yu's hand did not leave, her movement to avoid it was very small.

She lowered her gaze, her voice also somewhat hoarse: "Once my leg heals, I can assist the Second Miss in the kitchen, and I definitely won't scare the customers in the front hall."