Bigshot's Sweetie Is a Cat!
Chapter 501: He Won’t Suspect the Medicine, Will He?

Chapter 501: Chapter 501: He Won’t Suspect the Medicine, Will He?

It was as if the person who had forcibly changed Wen Xiao’ai’s pants just now wasn’t him at all.

Wen Xiao’ai huffed, her little bottom shifting to the side, moving farther away from Jun Moyan.

Jun Moyan’s behavior this morning was too annoying, and she was going to stay mad at him for at least three hours before she’d speak to him again.

As the two were eating breakfast, two figures walked in through the door.

The Drunkard and Qing Yi looked at the pair dining in the hall and found it odd.

"Why are you eating here?" the Drunkard asked casually.

Seeing that neither of them replied, the Drunkard didn’t mind and went straight to sit down on the couch.

He then addressed Jun Moyan, "What did you want to see me for?"

Jun Moyan took a sip of milk and frowned slightly; he never drank it and didn’t like it either.

It was just that usually Wen Xiao’ai enjoyed it very much, so Xiaocha would prepare a portion for him as well, except normally his share would also be consumed by Wen Xiao’ai.

Just now, seeing that Wen Xiao’ai had only brought out a cup of milk and a sandwich, he helped her bring this cup out too, not intending to drink it himself.

Glancing at Wen Xiao’ai’s nearly empty milk cup, Jun Moyan placed the milk he had taken only one sip from in front of her.

This gesture he made very naturally, as if there hadn’t been any unpleasantness between them at all before.

And for Wen Xiao’ai, who was used to such actions, this didn’t seem odd in the slightest.

Jun Moyan withdrew his hand and then finally responded to the Drunkard, "My arm was grazed by a bullet the day before yesterday, and the healing speed of the wound is quite normal."

"So? Do you want me to change the dressing?" the Drunkard asked, somewhat exasperated.

Normally he could handle such a minor injury himself.

"I said the wound’s healing speed is very normal," Jun Moyan emphasized the key words in the sentence.

"Normal is very normal..." the Drunkard suddenly realized what Jun Moyan meant.

That time he was injured in Holy City, the wound healed at a remarkable rate.

And after that tattoo appeared, he even said he felt as if he’d been reborn from the ashes, and his constitution and senses were several times stronger than a normal person’s.

Until... until that tattoo disappeared...

He wouldn’t suspect that medicine he last gave him, would he?

It shouldn’t be the case, since the tattoo disappeared nearly ten days after taking that medicine.

And he had no reason to suspect him.

"Show me the wound," the Drunkard said.

"No need to look, there’s no problem." He knew his own body very well, and having sustained so many injuries, he was very familiar with all kinds of wounds.

"Just let me see, the Drunkard is a doctor, he knows better than you," Wen Xiao’ai said as she reached out to undo the buttons of Jun Moyan’s shirt, not caring about staying mad anymore.

Jun Moyan let her undo them.

After Wen Xiao’ai had undone half of his shirt buttons, she exposed his injured shoulder.

Seeing the clearly un-retreated wound on his shoulder, Wen Xiao’ai frowned, "Didn’t you apply medicine when you came back last night?"

He had intended to say that it would heal in a couple of days and didn’t need any medicine, but thinking about it and not wanting to worry Wen Xiao’ai, Jun Moyan changed his mind:

"I will apply it later."

Wen Xiao’ai, hearing Jun Moyan’s words, indeed did not say anything more.

The Drunkard checked Jun Moyan’s wound and found indeed there was no problem.

"Have you felt any changes in your body lately?"

After thinking for a moment, Jun Moyan still said, "The tattoo on my chest disappeared, just about a dozen days after that tattoo appeared, and after it disappeared, my body felt like it had returned to its original state."

"It disappeared?" Qing Yi truly felt the world was becoming more and more mystical.

If someone were to tell him now that there were demons in this world, he would believe it.