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    The night is getting thicker.

    At this time, Chen Zian is completely unaware of what kind of uproar is being created in the Chen residence because of him.

    He was staring intently at the lunchbox at the door of the Buddha Hall.

    The healer had already placed the meal at the door of the room, and he was just about to voice his request when he saw the back of the healer hurrying away.

    The faint aroma of rice came, and Chen Zian could not help but feel a long-lost hunger in his stomach. He propped himself up with his arms, sat up straight, and stretched out his hand to reach it, but it was always a few palms away from the lunchbox.

    Chen Zian smiled to himself.

    The weakness of his right leg was a constant reminder that he was a crippled body, and even the distance of a few steps had become as insurmountable as a moat.

    It’s just a meal without food. You won’t starve to death.

    He reassured himself, but another voice inside told him:

    Zian, try again! Try again!

    He finally proceeded to lengthen, stretching his body hard to reach it. Just as he was about to touch the lunchbox, he suddenly lost his balance and fell hard onto the dusty stone tiles.

    “Hiss…”

    He screamed out in pain, but also removed the last bit of baggage from his mind.

    He slowed down, and with all his strength and renewed difficulty, he braced himself and began to crawl forward with only his left leg and hands that could move. The place where he had just fallen was still vaguely painful, mixed with the feeling of strangulation within his internal organs, the pain caused fine beads of sweat to seep out from his forehead.

    A sudden sense of absurdity welled up in him.

    Obviously a few days ago he was still a brocade-clad son, an ordinary meal can be worth a year’s expenses of an ordinary family. But today, he had to lose all his decency for a meal like this, crawling in the dust.

    Just as he was about to touch the lunch box, an anxious female voice came from a short distance away.

    “Young master!”

    Shampoo Capsicum ran up to her at a quick pace, her face already slightly sweaty and thin, washing a few furrows out of the dust on her face.

    However, she didn’t realize it at all and went forward to help Chen Zian up, her voice changed tone.

    “Young Master! It’s Fragrant Capsicum’s fault, Fragrant Capsicum is late.”

    Chen Zian finally saw Xiang Capsicum again, should have been happy, but because of his current form had a few feelings of shame.

    “Nothing, I was accidentally–“

    He looked away, unwilling to admit that he was there for a meal.

    Xiang Capsicum, however, saw the lunch box at the door of the house and was enlightened. With a sour heart, she wanted to carry Chen Zian to the chair, but was interrupted by Zhang Daoquan.

    “And how can you do that, it’s better if I do it.”

    It was only then that Chen Zian realized that there was a man, a woman and a few servants behind Xiang Cai, and when he thought that his appearance just now had been seen by outsiders, he felt a little more embarrassed inside.

    Zhang Daoquan stepped forward and easily picked up Chen Zian and placed him on a chair, but his heart was more than a little relaxed.

    He had been prying into Chen Zian’s affairs some days ago, and all he had heard were words of praise.

    What at the age of fourteen, won the talent, literary style, Zhilan jade tree, calligraphy and painting, etc., he thought it was some kind of remarkable character, now it seems, but also a body crippled poor people just.

    Seeing Chen Zian return to his chair, Xiang Capsicum finally felt a bit more comfortable. Remembering the purpose of this trip, Xiang Capsicum hurriedly looked at the middle-aged woman at the side expectantly and said, “Master, this is the second young master that I was talking about, and I’m still begging you to take a look at him-“

    The middle-aged woman in yellow robes let out a cold “hmm” and stepped forward to press his wrist.

    The air seemed to freeze, Chen Zian was too nervous to move, until the woman withdrew her hand, said faintly: “Although there is coughing up blood, but the epidemic worm has not penetrated the lungs. At the moment, you can first prescribe some antidote formula to delay some time, when I research a new formula, perhaps there is still salvation.”

    Fragrant Capsule was overjoyed at his words and said in a loud voice, “Excellent! Thank you master, thank you master!”

    The tense atmosphere eased a little, Chen Zian didn’t dare to say much, just nodded stiffly and watched the middle-aged woman go to one side to write a prescription before secretly tugging on Xiang Capsicum’s sleeve and asking in a low voice, “How come I haven’t heard that you have a master either–“

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