With her spatial ability to raise beast husbands, the wicked female becomes the darling of the group

Chapter 70 Cold Syndrome
Su Muyao felt that Xiao Jihan remembered everything she said casually.

This rattan chair is exactly what she had imagined; the chair he wove was exactly the kind of chair he had envisioned.

It's very comfortable to lean back in a deck chair and bask in the sun on a sunny day.

Xiao Jihan didn't expect that just a moment of contemplation would lead to her misunderstanding.

He knew she wouldn't drug him.

Xiao Jihan wanted to explain something, but he wasn't good at it.

He was naturally aloof and reserved, and used to keeping his emotions in check.

"Thank you!"

Xiao Jihan reached out to take the bread from Su Muyao's hand.

Every dish she makes is delicious.

Under Su Muyao's sincere and expectant gaze, he gently took a bite.

Even when he eats, he does so silently, his movements slow, deliberate, and elegant.

"How's the taste?"

"Ah, very good."

Sweet but not cloying, with a rich and mellow flavor.

Su Muyao found it pleasing to the eye to watch him eat.

She was just about to leave when she suddenly noticed Xiao Jihan's fingers. "What happened to your fingers? Why are they bleeding?"

Xiao Jihan glanced down at his fingers, looking nonchalant and indifferent. "It's alright!"

This minor injury is really nothing.

Compared to previous injuries, it's really nothing.

Seeing his nonchalant attitude, Su Muyao simply pulled his finger over and examined it.

Although it was a minor injury, it was clearly caused by a sharp vine, and the wound was quite deep.

He had lost a lot of blood, and there was a clean handkerchief next to him, presumably used to wipe away the blood.

The bleeding has stopped, but the wound is still there, with a few small blood droplets.

Su Muyao felt a little guilty.

She felt that Xiao Jihan acted this way because he was helping her.

After Xiao Jihan leaves, he can return to Beast King City. All the things he made for her will remain at home and belong to her.

"If you're injured, you can tell me. I have healing abilities and can help stop your bleeding!"

As she spoke, Su Muyao flicked her fingers, and her supernatural power surged into Xiao Jihan's palm.

Xiao Jihan felt a warm and comforting power, like the feeling of sunshine.

This feels so good.

The coldness that had been sealed within his body seemed to dissipate a little.

Su Muyao focused on healing Xiao Jihan's wounds, using a little of her special ability.

This ability is extremely rare, but its impact on Xiao Jihan is unknown.

At this moment, Xiao Jihan's fingers trembled slightly, and his body stiffened.

"Okay, see, the bleeding has stopped and the wound has healed."

"You should take a rest first!"

A complex and difficult-to-determine emotion welled up in Xiao Jihan's heart as he stared intently at Su Muyao.

He had just felt a strange longing for that warm, sun-like feeling.

"No need to rest."

Su Muyao thought he was very stubborn, so she pulled him up.

Xiao Jihan was afraid that she would tire herself out by exerting herself, so he got up and started walking, following her lead.

All the way up to the door of his house.

She still remembered that Xiao Jihan had once refused to let her into his house.

We must guard against her as if she were a mutated beast.

Although he had said these words to his predecessor, she still remembered them.

"I'm not going in, you go in and rest!"

Su Muyao stood at a distance from the doorway, letting Xiao Jihan go in.

"You don't look well, you should rest more!" For some reason, she felt that Xiao Jihan's face was too pale.

He looked unwell.

She didn't examine Xiao Jihan's body carefully.

She wondered if Xiao Jihan had been drugged with that kind of medicine on the day she transmigrated, which damaged his body?

That kind of medicine can't cure it, so we have to use that method.

Otherwise, Xiao Jihan will have to bear it all by himself.

The thought that he had injured his body because of this made her look rather unwell.

Seeing her resistance to entering the house, Xiao Jihan seemed to think of something, and his lips moved slightly.

I wanted to say that she could actually come in.

But some things are still hard to say.

Come in.
He won't do anything!
Su Muyao's thought process at this moment was completely different from Xiao Jihan's.

She felt that it had been half a month, and the city's trade fair was just a couple of days away. Could it be that the effects of the medicine hadn't completely worn off yet?

However, it's understandable, as there are still traces of the medication in her body, which sometimes makes her feel extremely hot and uncomfortable.

After thinking for a moment, Su Muyao said, "Xiao Jihan, let me take your pulse and check your physical condition!"

"There are some problems that I might be able to help prescribe medication for."

If there are any residual drug effects, I don't know if she can counteract them.

In fact, if her wood-type ability were upgraded several levels, her pulse diagnosis and healing abilities would be even more effective.

Xiao Jihan's expression shifted as he thought about the problem hidden within his body.

He used to think that things would stay that way and wouldn't get better.

Things might be different now.

He said in a clear and gentle voice, "My lady, please come inside and I will take your pulse!"

Su Muyao was stunned when she heard this.

She looked up at Xiao Jihan's expression and realized that he was serious and there was no element of joking in it.

There was no element of testing involved.

Although she didn't know why he said that, Su Muyao still didn't want to make people feel uncomfortable.

She smiled and said, "It's alright, I can still take your pulse while I'm standing."

As she spoke, Su Muyao reached out and took Xiao Jihan's hand, taking his pulse directly.

At first, Su Muyao didn't find anything wrong when she took his pulse.

But she just felt that his pulse was not quite right.

Perhaps her supernatural powers were insufficient to detect anything.

Just then, the spatial system spoke up: "Host, he has had a cold ailment since childhood!"

Su Muyao was startled and communicated with the system telepathically, saying, "Isn't a cold illness just a cold poison?"

The spatial system said, "More or less. He was born with the Ice Soul Physique, which is a top-tier cultivation physique. His cultivation speed is faster than that of ordinary people. Moreover, his special ability is an ice-type ability. If he cultivates too fast and for too long, his body cannot withstand it, and cold energy accumulates, forming a cold syndrome, which is also known as cold poison."

"He himself was actually suffering greatly from the cold."

"His health was relieved in the Beast King City and in the warmer southern regions."

"But he was exiled to a colder place in the north, where his body would be even more unable to withstand it."

"If the snow season comes and the weather is bitterly cold, his body will be invaded by the cold air, and he will feel a sharp pain."

"The weather is still warmer now, so it will be better. In addition, he has ice-type abilities, so it's not easy to take his pulse."

Su Muyao was shocked. "So that's how it is!"

"This Xiao Jihan is quite good at enduring hardship."

The spatial system continued, "Actually, the day you transmigrated, your predecessor probably drugged him, which aggravated his coldness. He was indeed suffering a lot that day, and his body was on the verge of collapse."

"But he kept quiet about it."

“He still has whip marks on his body. When his predecessor was angry, he used a whip to attack him.”

“In his room, there was the whip that his predecessor had kept, and he was not allowed to throw it away.”

Su Muyao's eyes widened in surprise as she recalled her memories. She felt as if her hand, which was holding Xiao Jihan's wrist, was being burned. She quickly let go of his wrist, covered her face, and felt ashamed as she faced Xiao Jihan. "My God, won't they resist?"

(End of this chapter)