My Small Heart is About to be Unable to Take It

"I secretly learned it every time you performed acupuncture," said Ling Chuxi calmly.

The second elder stayed quiet. Secretly learning and she was still better than him? Even if you beat him to death, he wouldn't believe it! However, he did not say such words out loud. The Ling Chuxi before him was the Ling Chuxi whom he cared about, and she was the Chuxi who cared about him. That was enough!

"Alright. The second elder's injury has been temporarily suppressed. His spleen was wounded, so there should be some bleeding. Now, this has stopped. I'll write to Master Lan and get him to send some herbs over." Ling Chuxi stood up and the corner of her lips curved upward. "This time, Master Lan has to lose out big time. He has to sponsor herbs and wade in murky waters."

"Master Lan?" asked the first elder.