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"": "Luo Bin had not wanted to.
But he had lost too much blood and simply could not drink the medicine himself.
All he could do was open his mouth and mechanically let Miao Miao feed him.
Outside the door, Huang Ying stood waiting.
Although the stilt house was mostly made of wood and bamboo, it afforded excellent privacy, with almost no gaps left anywhere.
She could not see what was happening inside, but she could make out a few things from the sounds.
Lowering her head, she gently clasped her hands together and went downstairs.
In the main hall, Zhang Yunxi and Hu Jin sat beside the table.
"Oh, Huang Ying, hasn't Mr. Luo come down?" Hu Jin asked.
Some food had already been laid out on the table. They were clearly waiting, and they knew nothing about what had happened last night.
"Miao Miao came. She's in his room with him. There's probably no need to wait for him. Go ahead and eat." Huang Ying spoke softly, then hurried into her own room.
"Huh?" Hu Jin froze, then started to rise.
"Mr. Hu, sit down and eat." Zhang Yunxi lightly tapped the bamboo tea table.
"Uh... something doesn't seem right, does it?"
"Did something happen?"
"Mr. Yunxi, did you notice something?" Hu Jin finally sensed that something was amiss.
"Eat properly, then take a walk around. We may have to stay here for quite some time."
"Starting at noon, I'll teach you some basic fortune-telling techniques. Get acquainted with them first and learn the fundamentals," Zhang Yunxi said.
Hu Jin's thoughts were immediately drawn back. Delight filled his eyes, and he asked no further questions.
Luo Bin finished all the medicine.
"What the Three Miao excel at most isn't gu."
Miao Miao