As soon as Pei Wenzhi came in, he saw Pei Zhongtian sitting there, his face was pale, his mouth was bloody, and his clothes were stained with blood, looking very embarrassed.
And beside him, stood a young girl.
She looked to be no more than eighteen or nineteen years old, with a slender figure, straight shoulders, and a pretty face.
At this moment, it seemed that he had just withdrawn his hand from Pei Zhongtian's wrist.
Pei Wenzhi immediately understood that this woman was Pei Qingyu's so-called junior sister!
He shouted with a stern tone:
"What do you want to do?!"
Ye Xiyue frowned, a hint of impatience flashed in her eyes.
She had just helped Pei Zhongtian clean up some of the toxins in her body, which had consumed a lot of her spiritual power. However, as soon as the session was over, Pei Wenzhi barged in and scolded her, which really annoyed her.
She ignored him, just looked at Pei Zhongtian and warned:
"Today is the first time, so let's stop here for now. Your physical condition is not very good, so it is not appropriate to use the elixir immediately. I will prescribe a prescription later and boil the decoction and take it to help warm your qi and blood.
After you feel better, it won’t be too late to use the elixir again.”
After checking Pei Zhongtian's physical condition, Ye Xiyue was actually a little surprised, because his internal condition was actually much worse than what he looked like on the surface.
Just like a candle in the wind, it may be extinguished at any time.
Nowadays, I just rely on one breath to hold on.
This is him. If it were someone with a weaker willpower, he might not be able to bear it long ago.
The severe pain in Pei Zhongtian's body had not completely dissipated, and his forehead was covered with cold sweat. He was about to nod when he heard this, but was forcibly interrupted by Pei Wenzhi.
"I'm talking to you! Can't you hear me?!"
As the second master of the Pei family, when had Pei Wenzhi been so ignored?
His face became more and more ugly, and his words naturally became uglier.
Hearing this, Pei Qingyu's expression turned cold: "Second uncle, my junior sister is a guest. Isn't it inappropriate for you to speak like this?"
Pei Wenzhi looked back and smiled.
"Qingyu, I haven't discussed this matter with you yet, so why did you question me first?"
He raised his hand and pointed at Ye Xiyue, his eyes cold:
"How could she, an outsider, come in here! Okay! Why don't you come and explain to me what she was doing just now?!"
What did she say? Make a prescription?
Pei Wenzhi is not stupid. Hearing her words, how could he not guess that Ye Xiyue was treating Pei Zhongtian!
Sure enough, the next moment, Pei Qingyu said coldly:
"Grandpa is ill, so I asked my junior sister to come over and help me find out what's wrong."
Pei Wenzhi simply felt like he was hearing hallucinations.
"What's wrong? You're still asking me what's wrong?" He laughed angrily, pointing at Ye Xiyue with his fingers trembling, "Now, is any random person qualified to treat my father?! Even if she is
Your junior sister, she doesn’t deserve it either!”
I also knew that since this woman was Pei Qingyu's junior sister, she must have come from Tianlan.
In a remote area, from a humble background, and at such a young age - what does she know?!
"Are you trying to harm your grandfather?!"
Ye Xiyue's eyes fell on the finger that Pei Wenzhi pointed at her, her eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a hint of coldness in her eyes.
She really, really hates being pointed at and spoken to like this.
Pei Qingyu's expression also darkened.
Saying that he can do it, but saying that to Junior Sister, it is absolutely not possible!
However, seeing his reaction, Pei Wenzhi felt more and more excited and his tone rose:
"If anything happens to father today, you all--"
Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly interrupted by a cold and vicissitudes of voice:
