Seeing this, Wang Jin’s heart skipped a beat, worried he had revealed too much. To avoid suspicion, he quickly added, “Those formulas are from my previous tribe. Many medicinal formulas were common knowledge there.”
The excuse worked. The two nodded in understanding, praising Wang Jin’s former tribe for being so advanced.
Wang Jin didn’t know what the original Wang Jin’s tribe had been like, but the world he had come from was indeed far more advanced.
Recalling his previous life, Wang Jin nodded solemnly.
The two, seeing this, let go of their doubts.
Xi ger, touched by Wang Jin’s willingness to share the medicinal knowledge from his previous tribe, thanked him profusely.
His humble attitude almost made Wang Jin forget that Xi ger had once been close to Yue ger.
After Xi ger left, Wang Jin gave the tonic herbs to Mu ger.
Although his current body was still weak, it was much better than in his previous life, where he had often fallen ill.
These tonic herbs were perfect for Mu ger, who was pregnant. Wang Jin advised him to steep them in water and drink the infusion.
Mu ger tried to decline, but Wang Jin insisted, so he eventually took them home.
The next day, Xi ger returned with some herbs and prescriptions, asking Wang Jin about various treatments.
They started with heatstroke, which Wang Jin was very familiar with due to his sensitivity to heat. He shared a few remedies, and each time, Xi ger looked both amazed and thrilled.
If Wang Jin hadn’t known that these were common remedies, he might have been fooled by Xi ger’s expression into thinking he had shared something extraordinary.
After discussing heatstroke, they moved on to colds…
Xi ger explained that many people caught colds every winter, and some even died from it…
Wang Jin had heard of people dying from colds, but that was usually because they were too poor to afford treatment and their condition worsened. Yet, in this world, there were cases where people died even after receiving treatment.
Wang Jin found this hard to believe.
He shared a few prescriptions with Xi ger, but many of the herbs mentioned were unfamiliar to Xi ger. Wang Jin took a piece of cloth and drew the herbs from memory, handing the sketches to Xi ger…
It wasn’t until evening that Xi ger reluctantly left.
The next day, Xi ger returned…
For several days in a row, Xi ger visited, and the other gers stopped coming to see Wang Jin. Mu ger, who felt nauseous from the smell of the herbs, also stopped visiting.
Every day, it was just Xi ger pestering Wang Jin with questions.
Wang Jin’s throat grew hoarse from talking so much. Yuan Heng had initially been pleased that fewer gers were visiting, but he hadn’t expected Xi ger to cling to the little ger like glue, even more persistently than any of the others.
The other gers would usually leave when Yuan Heng returned, giving him and the little ger some space.
But Xi ger didn’t. He would only leave if Yuan Heng or the little ger explicitly asked him to!
The longing look he gave the little ger was as if he were gazing at a lover!
No, even lovers didn’t look at each other with such reluctance.
Yuan Heng felt extremely jealous, but seeing the little ger’s hoarse voice, his heart ached with concern.
The next day, Yuan Heng decided not to leave, staying by the little ger’s side.
As soon as Xi ger arrived, Yuan Heng glared at him, clearly signaling that it was time to leave.
But Xi ger was completely absorbed in his pursuit of medicinal knowledge. He looked at Wang Jin as if he were a living medical encyclopedia, utterly fascinated and oblivious to the imposing beastman beside him.
The man exuded an intimidating aura, his cold expression lowering the temperature in the room. Most gers and even beastmen would have retreated under such pressure.
But Xi ger, whether he was oblivious or simply didn’t care, ignored Yuan Heng entirely. He sat down naturally beside Wang Jin, completely unfazed by Yuan Heng’s intense glare, and continued asking detailed questions about medicinal herbs…
Yuan Heng’s face darkened, and Wang Jin, finding it amusing, quietly reached under the table to take Yuan Heng’s hand.
Just as Yuan Heng was about to speak, the soft, slender fingers interrupted him.
His fingertips trembled, a tingling sensation spreading through his entire hand.
Wang Jin gently intertwined their fingers, silently holding Yuan Heng’s hand tightly. Their fingers entwined like vines from different plants, inseparable…
Though Wang Jin and Yuan Heng had been intimate many times before, none of those moments had felt as thrilling as this one. Doing this under Xi ger’s watchful eyes felt like a secret affair, adding an illicit excitement…
Wang Jin’s face flushed, the heat spreading to his palm and transferring to Yuan Heng, making him break out in a light sweat.
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