Zhu Yanyi made it clear: if her answer wasn’t satisfactory, she had the right to refuse treatment.
Huang Yongtian smiled faintly and nodded. Truly capable people did have such rights. "Old Du, give me the medicine."
Manager Du handed a pill to Huang Yongtian from the side. Huang swallowed it, closed her eyes, and after a moment, opened them to look at Zhu Yanyi. "Do you understand now?"
Zhu Yanyi understood. Huang Yongtian’s eyes were completely white, including her pupils. If not for the glint in the center, no one would have guessed her eyes looked like this.
"Double-eye mutation?" Zhu Yanyi was slightly stunned. Then, she tapped her golden needle lightly, pressing it directly onto Huang Yongtian’s middle finger. Blood oozed out—blue blood.
"Blue blood, white eyes. You’ve been poisoned by Blue Snow Poison," Zhu Yanyi judged instantly.
"You really know the poison I have. Can you cure it?" Huang Yongtian looked at her excitedly. "This poison has been with me for five years. Your master came to see me back then and said there was no immediate cure. All she could do was use Blindness Grass to cover my eyes, making people think I was blind from the poison."
"Who did you offend to get Blue Snow Poison?" Zhu Yanyi looked at her helplessly. "If I hadn’t met you, in three months, your whole body would turn blue, even your skin. You’d die within a year."
"So, Junior Sister can cure this poison?" Gu Jingtian realized Zhu Yanyi could cure it as soon as she heard this.
"I can cure it," Zhu Yanyi glanced at Gu Jingtian. "This poison is minor for me and easy to cure. But why should I cure her?" Don’t think I have no temper. You test me, you treat me—even a wooden person wouldn’t be this nice.
"What do you want?" Huang Yongtian didn’t underestimate Zhu Yanyi and asked directly.
Zhu Yanyi smiled slightly. "If I cure you, you must agree to one condition of mine."
"What condition?" Huang Yongtian asked.
"Whatever condition I set. The right is mine. I won’t say it now. I’ll tell you after I cure you." Zhu Yanyi’s lips curled up. Do you only get to tease me, and I can’t make you anxious?
Huang Yongtian realized Zhu Yanyi was clearly retaliating for what happened earlier. "Even if you ask for my life, must I give it?"
"If I save you, even if I ask for your life, you must give it," Zhu Yanyi answered seriously. Don’t bully me because I’m small. Being small doesn’t mean I don’t understand anything.
Huang Yongtian smiled bitterly. He knew he had angered her, but he wanted to live, so he could only agree. "Fine, I agree."
"Words are not enough. Write it down." Zhu Yanyi looked at the paper and pen on the desk nearby.
Huang Yongtian was straightforward. She went over, wrote the agreement, and handed it to Zhu Yanyi.
Zhu Yanyi checked it, nodded, folded it neatly, and put it away. Then she took paper and pen and started writing.
Soon, she finished a page and handed the paper to Manager Du. "Manager Du, do you have Chinese herbs here?"
"Little Divine Doctor, don’t worry, we do," Manager Du replied with a gentle smile, as if the negotiation between Zhu Yanyi and Huang Yongtian hadn’t happened. "Even if we didn’t, our family has a Chinese medicine shop in Chinatown."