I Want to Talk to You about the Terms

So he was seriously injured, but he couldn't remember anything. Ever since he woke up, the people he saw were this young master and his subordinates. He couldn't remember who he was or why he was injured, so this young master named him Ah Chou.

Ah Chou, what an unpleasant name. However, the scar on his face and his name matched very well.

But, that Zhu Jiu …

Why did it feel so familiar to him when he mentioned this name, and why did his heart ache?

"What do you want to ask?"

"Young master, drink the medicine!"

Outside, someone was carrying a bowl of extremely thick and dark medicinal soup. The pungent smell made him want to avoid it. Put it there, I'll drink it later. "

He didn't know if this damn thing was useful or not, but he was getting impatient from drinking it.

"Young master, don't be discouraged. Your tongue will definitely recover your sense of taste. You will definitely be able to control the ladle again."