Chapter 370: Chapter 370: You want Miss Qiao to repay you?

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The gates of the courtyard swung open, and Yang Ye stepped in. But as he took in the situation in the courtyard, he froze.

His phoenix eyes widened slightly as he asked, “Why are you the one opening the door, and why is he seated looking so drained?”

“Because I’m healed, and he’s tired from carrying me back just now,” Qiao Xiaomai replied.

“Healed?” Yang Ye became even more surprised and instinctively glanced at her right arm.

She had changed her clothes, and her right arm was hidden under the sleeves, concealing the wound.

Qiao Xiaomai nodded and hopped around on the ground to demonstrate her current energetic state. She said, “I’ve just applied the dog’s brain medicine on my arm, it’s wrapped with clean cloth now. Please come in and sit, sir.”

“Has it been applied completely?” While making his way further into the courtyard, Yang Ye asked.

“Yes, completely applied,” Qiao Xiaomai confirmed with another nod.

After all, the dog’s brain had been disposed of in the toilet. Even if Yang Ye was suspicious, he wouldn’t be able to find any.

“How do you feel now?” Yang Ye asked again.

“Thank you for your concern, sir. I feel splendid! If another mad dog comes around, I can even kick it away!”

Looking at Qiao Xiaomai, Yang Ye frowned. Her face was pale yet rosy, showing no signs of having been bitten by a dog.

He turned his gaze towards the boy seated under the willow tree.

Though his complexion seemed normal, if one looked closely, they could sense his frailty, as if he had just recovered from a severe illness.

His brows furrowed further. “Just what was your method of applying the dog’s brain?”

Why was the one who got sick bouncing around lively, while the one who was healthy looked drained?

“First, Brother Tong washed my wounds, then applied the dog’s brain on it, and then bandaged it,” Qiao Xiaomai replied with a straight face.

“So he really is tired?” Yang Ye pointed at the boy named Tong.

“Yes.”

“Huh, if merely carrying you back home could exhaust him this much, he doesn’t seem to be reliable for an entire lifetime.” Yang Ye said with a sly grin as he put his hands behind his back, half jokingly, half seriously.

Qiao Xiaomai laughed, her expression unaffected. “Sir, you’re teasing me again.”

Yang Ye let out a breathy laugh, conceding, “Indeed. Stepping up at critical moments like this is irresistible.”

Qiao Xiaomai smiled in response, but did not comment.

Yang Ye glanced sideways at her, then pointed towards the kitchen. “Since you’re healed, why not prepare lunch in the kitchen. I have to present a memorial to the emperor and properly send off Cen Hong.”

Rabies doesn’t require bed rest, so one should carry on with their usual tasks.

“I don’t have any writing materials at home,” she replied.

“I’ve brought some,” Yang Ye responded with a wave of his hand.

Qiao Xiaomai nodded in acknowledgment, “Then I’ll go prepare lunch now. Sir, do you have any specific dishes in mind?”

It was fortunate that Yang Ye had stepped forward today, otherwise things could have ended poorly. She needed to show her gratitude.

“I would like to have Buddha Jumps Over the Wall, the one you made the other day,” Yang Wang strode in, conveniently picking up from Qiao Xiaomai’s last statement.

QiaoXiaomai”…”

Yang Ye snorted, “Third brother, where’s the ingredients? Miss Qiao isn’t wealthy enough to store abalone and shark fin at home.”

After deriding Yang Wang, Yang Ye turned his gaze back to Qiao Xiaomai, “Cook whatever you have.”

Yang Wang laughed, then approached Qiao Xiaomai, “Miss Qiao, are you alright now?”

“We need to observe for a few more days. After all, rabies usually manifest a few days after infection,” she replied.

“I see, but there’s no need to worry. The remedy I suggested comes from a divine doctor. It has proven remarkably effective and has cured patients before,” Yang Wang added.

Watching this scene, Yang Ye asked with a hint of mockery in his eyes, “Third brother, have you rushed over to seek Miss Qiao’s gratitude?”