Chapter 57: What Do You Mean You Slept with Him?

The cry of a partridge pierced through the thin mist of the morning.
Bai Ling shot up from the bed.

She hurriedly looked down at her arm to confirm that the scales hadn’t appeared uncontrollably in her sleep—the lingering fear of being exposed last night still hung in her chest.

While waiting for Xu Zhi to come back, she had actually fallen asleep.

Fortunately, she hadn’t revealed her demonic form while she was unconscious.
Otherwise…

The girl covered her cheeks with the quilt in lingering fear.
The residual warmth of the quilt, wrapped in the scent of cedarwood, wafted into her nasal cavity.
Her fingertips unconsciously caressed the wrinkles of the cotton cloth.

The scent was exactly the same as the one on Xu Zhi’s uniform.
Mixed with the sharp smell of disinfectant from last night, it actually made the scales under her skin tremble slightly.

Hiss…

‘Why am I so attached to his body temperature and the scent on his body?’

Thinking of this, the girl immediately threw off the fabric as if her hand had been burned.
The light gray checkered bedsheet fell to the edge of the bed like a butterfly with a broken wing.

The morning light shone in through the gaps in the maple leaves outside the window, leaving a series of golden ripples on the wooden floor.

‘He’s not back yet?’

The girl stepped onto the floor barefoot.
The medicine bottle that she had accidentally knocked over last night was still lying crookedly in the corner.
The brown medicine stain had dried into a twisted talisman shape on the oak wood grain.

She bent down to pick up the empty bottle.
The morning dew condensed on the surface of the glass wet her palm, reflecting her messy hair and slightly red ear tips.

“There should be a limit to showing off.”
The girl murmured to the empty bottle, her thumb stroking the ghost-like characters on the label.

Those doctors would always write in such tadpole-like handwriting on their prescriptions.
The amazing thing was that the pharmacists in the pharmacy could still recognize them.

She held the bottle and suddenly fell back onto the bed.
The bright morning light shone on the side of her neck.
The air after the heavy rain was extremely fresh, and even the sunlight was a little sweeter.

‘That guy, he’s working so hard even when he’s injured…’

The sunlight suddenly jumped onto the photo frame on the third shelf of the bookshelf.
A ten-year-old Xu Zhi was smiling freely in the yellowed photo.
The hand on her shoulder was plated with an amber-colored halo by time.

She really felt a little bad for accidentally knocking over his medicine last night.

Maybe…

The girl suddenly clenched the medicine bottle.
The morning dew dripped down between her fingers, splashing star-like wet marks on the wooden floor.

‘I should go to Lu Qingyu’s place to get him some medicine, right?’

She grabbed the moon-white shawl on the back of the chair and her toes dotted the light spots on the floor.

The maple leaves rustled, and the girl’s figure had already disappeared at the end of the corridor.
The morning wind rolled up the black hair she had left on the bed and gently landed on the yellowed photo, just happening to cover the carefree smile of the childhood Xu Zhi.

The bluestone road in the old city was steaming with heat under the scorching sun.
The girl leaned against the mottled brick wall, panting.
Her sweat-soaked hair stuck to the back of her neck.
The faded plaque of the Lu family’s medical hall hung under the doorway, which was covered with trumpet creepers.
The copper bell made a hoarse “ding-dong” sound when the wind blew.

The streets in the old city were like a maze! The girl had been lost in the big and small alleys for nearly two hours before she found this old Lu family’s medical hall.

She was already bad with directions.
Someone who could get lost in an airport should be grateful to the advanced map navigation app for finding her destination in a place like the old city without getting herself lost.

The medical hall was quite lively.
The cuff of Lu Qingyu’s white lab coat was stained with a speck of cinnabar, and she was writing a prescription on a prescription pad with a steel pen.

The morning light shone diagonally on the consultation table through the grille window, stretching the shadow of the purple copper medicine roller long.
The neighbors waiting for their turn were crowded on a bench, chatting about their daily lives.
She didn’t see anyone who looked like a demon slayer.

“What are you doing here?”

When she saw the girl, Lu Qingyu’s pen tip hung in mid-air, and the ink spread into a dot on the rice paper.

Who would have thought that this love rival would show up at her door for no reason?

“Um, Xu Zhi’s medicine.
Do you still have some here?”
The girl awkwardly approached the edge of the consultation table, her fingernails unconsciously scratching the old scratches on the tabletop.

“Medicine? Didn’t I give him enough medicine to last until he recovered last time?”
Lu Qingyu frowned, suddenly feeling that the visitor had ill intentions.

“Um, I accidentally spilled it all last night…”
The girl scratched her face in embarrassment.

“Rip!”

The steel pen in Lu Qingyu’s hand suddenly tore through the paper.

“You spilled it.
It’s okay.
I’ll just mix some more now.”
Lu Qingyu took a deep breath and pressed down on her constantly trembling right hand.
“I’ll have Qingtian send it over to him in a bit.”

“No, no, there’s no need to trouble Qingtian to make a special trip.”
The girl hurriedly waved her hands.
“I can just send it to his dorm.
He gave me the password…”

“Pa!”

Before she could finish, the old-fashioned steel pen in Lu Qingyu’s hand broke into two pieces.
The splashing ink splattered on the “Human Meridian Chart” on the wall.

“Doctor Lu?”

“You spilled his medicine last night, and he gave you his dorm password?”
Lu Qingyu suddenly propped herself up on the table and slowly stood up.
The hem of her white lab coat swept away a few prescription slips.

She leaned forward and quickly approached the girl, the steel ring of her stethoscope brushing against the other’s collarbone.
“Where were you last night?”

“His… his dorm…”
The girl took half a step back and bumped into the medicine cabinet, causing a dozen drawers to tremble at the same time.

“His dorm?!”
Lu Qingyu’s fingertips dug into the peach wood consultation table, and the cinnabar seeping from the cracks of her nails mixed with the wood shavings.
“I’ve never even been to his dorm!”

“I… we didn’t do anything!”
Bai Ling hurriedly waved her hands, the residual cedarwood scent on her fingertips dissipating into the air with her movement.
“I just slept at his place…”

Slept at his place…

Slept…

Lu Qingyu’s vision went black, and she almost couldn’t catch her breath.

“Doctor… Doctor Lu?!”
The girl hurriedly supported the swaying Lu Qingyu.

“I’m fine, I’m fine.”
The doctor gritted her teeth, her left hand tightly gripping the edge of the peach wood consultation table.
Her knuckles were pale from the force, and the jade bracelet on her wrist knocked against the purple copper pulse pillow, making a crisp “ding” sound.

“Come with me.
I’ll go and mix the medicine!”

‘Is she really fine?’

The girl looked at the swaying Lu Qingyu and couldn’t help but wonder.

To be honest, she didn’t know what had provoked Lu Qingyu.

‘She had just slept at her good brother’s dorm for a night. What’s the big deal?’

Poor Bai Ling still hadn’t realized that she and Xu Zhi were no longer the kind of brothers who could share a pair of pants.

The girl followed Lu Qingyu through the lingering mugwort smoke.
The yin-yang fish pattern on the floor tiles of the back hall flickered in and out of view under their footsteps.

She suddenly stopped.
The familiar smell that rushed into her nasal cavity made the demonic energy in her body burn hot.

‘This smell…’

The girl’s eyes suddenly sharpened.
This smell was the smell of the figure she had encountered at the riverside last night!

Guan Qing called it the “aura of death.”
Actually, a more accurate name was “corpse qi”!

“Doctor Lu!”
The girl suddenly turned to look at Lu Qingyu, who was mixing medicinal oil.
“Have any strangers been here recently?”

“Strangers?”
Lu Qingyu’s fingertips caressed the cinnabar pestle.
The black mucus on the pestle’s head gave off a pungent, sweet smell.

The girl’s serious expression made her realize that this was not a joke.
“I saw an injured patient today.
I don’t know him.
He shouldn’t be a demon slayer from Lin’an.”

“What’s his name, and where did he go?”
The girl suddenly moved closer, startling Lu Qingyu so much that she took three steps back.

The medicine decoction pot suddenly burst into a green smoke, and the boiling medicinal soup in the clay pot churned like it was crying.

“He said his name was Feng Yi…”
Lu Qingyu said, clutching her chest.
“Is there something wrong with him?”

“This place is filled with corpse qi.
You might not have noticed since you’re not a demon slayer.”

‘Of course, I’m not a demon slayer either,’ the girl added in her heart.

“The source of this corpse qi is most likely that guy named Feng Yi!”

“Maybe it was left on him by the other party when he was attacked?”

‘No, definitely not!’

‘This corpse qi was obviously newly born. It couldn’t have been left on him by someone else!’

‘There was only one answer. That guy named Feng Yi was the zombie that both the Demon Suppression Division and the demon market were looking for!’

The girl followed the smell and suddenly found that the source of the smell was a milk tea cup that had been thrown in the trash can.

“I’ll take this first!”
The girl picked up the milk tea cup and ran out.

“That! The medicine?!”

“I’ll have to trouble you to make a trip, Doctor Lu! His dorm door password is 0214!”

‘0214?’

‘Valentine’s Day?’