The Silver Fox said no more. He sat down directly and ordered only a cup of coffee. "They say the Little Divine Doctor has a Buddha’s heart. But now I see that is not true." To the Silver Fox, Zhu Yanyi’s changing face was the best opponent. He had no interest in someone who never changed.
"I once had a Buddha’s heart too. But I found that had bad sides. People looked down on me. Some thought I was weak and easy to bully." Zhu Yanyi cut a piece of fish, put it in her mouth, and swallowed. Then she continued, "Look at my Grandpa Chun. He was harmed and lost one-tenth of his brain. Look at my Grandpa Yao. He is in your hands. His life is safe, but his freedom is gone. In this situation, I found a Buddha’s heart does not suit me. If I am not ruthless, others will be ruthless to me. Better I be ruthless to others. Cao Cao said something good: 'I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me.' I think I can use that too. What do you say?"
The Silver Fox was slightly stunned. He did not expect Zhu Yanyi to say such things. He took a sip of coffee and said, "Will the Little Divine Doctor become a Little Demon Doctor?"
"Whether god or demon, it depends on who you are dealing with. To you, I am a demon. To my side, I am a god. If I were a god to you, then to my own side, I would be a demon. In this case, you should know who I will be demon to and who I will be god to." Zhu Yanyi finished the last bite of fish, put down her knife and fork, and took a sip of water from the side. "It is like this cup of water. Only the drinker knows if it is cold or warm."
The Silver Fox nodded and stopped pretending to be mysterious. "I need a prescription. What is the price?"
"I said it before. It depends on what kind of medicine you want," Zhu Yanyi smiled slightly, looking at the Silver Fox. "Different medicine has different prices. I never ask for too much."
The corner of the Silver Fox’s mouth curled up slightly. The evil charm in his eyes grew stronger. "That is a must. I want a medicine that can make one forget all past troubles. It is for a woman to take."
"Did you kidnap someone?" Zhu Yanyi looked at the Silver Fox with suspicion. "I do not know you well, but I feel you are not that kind of bandit."
The Silver Fox laughed lightly. "Thank you for your trust. I am indeed not a bandit. I do not kidnap people. This medicine is for my sister. Her past was too bitter. Now she is almost crazy. Many doctors said it is a mental illness. Unless she forgets the past, she will remain like this."
"How old is she?" Zhu Yanyi asked casually.
"Thirty-three." The Silver Fox said directly.
Zhu Yanyi looked at the Silver Fox and said, "There are two kinds of forgetting medicine. One forgets past memories, including the past self. I call it 'Imitation Meng Po.' It means a soup brewed to imitate Meng Po. The ingredients are okay, but the medicine guide is troublesome. It needs the tears of a relative as a guide. Of course, if you choose this, you can probably provide those tears."
She paused for a moment and continued, "The second kind forgets emotions. Past memories are like a movie. They are clearly yours, but they cannot move you. I call it 'Forget-Love Soup.'" As she spoke, a strange look appeared in Zhu Yanyi’s eyes. Even her smile seemed particularly weird.