A Divine Farmer

Chapter 247 - If You Have the Ability Come and Do It!

“It's nothing major, but I really do love it here,” Qu Moyao said with a hint of envy. “It would be wonderful to live in a place like this forever.”

“If you're fond of it, why not enjoy yourself here for a few days before heading back?” Zhang Xiaolong suggested with a smile. “You can explain to the experts that the transplantation of Beauty Preserving Grass is quite challenging, so you need to monitor the progress closely. I'm sure they'll commend you for your professionalism.”

Qu Moyao chuckled. “I never took you for someone so sly. But even if I were to stay, I couldn't just frolic around carelessly. It wouldn't be good for my reputation.”

Glancing at his military attire, Zhang Xiaolong grasped her concerns.

“Hold on a second,” he said with an air of mystery.

He retrieved a package from the car and handed it to Qu Moyao. “Try this on in the car and see if it fits. It was originally for Yaru, but consider it a gift for our most beautiful collaborator.”

“Is Yaru your wife?” Qu Moyao inquired.

“Yes,” Zhang Xiaolong replied. “I owe much of what I have today to her support in the early days.”

Seeing the joy in his eyes, Qu Moyao felt a pang of regret. She turned and went into the car to change.

When she reemerged, she was wearing a knee-length skirt, transformed into a chic beauty. Aside from the enduring air of valor that clung to her, no one would guess she was a highly skilled female military doctor.

“You look stunning,” Zhang Xiaolong complimented her, then added with a hint of exasperation, “Dr. Qu, there's no one here in need of medical treatment. Can't you leave your medical kit behind?”

“Absolutely not. It's my lifeline,” Qu Moyao stated firmly.

“Does it contain…” Zhang Xiaolong's realization dawned.

Previously, many lives had been traded for a Blood Converging Vine on Qilin Mountain. Now, hearing Qu Moyao's words, he was certain it was the same vine. He was surprised, however, that she would carry it personally.

“Since we can't treat it with what we have on hand, the only option is to try here. But be careful—there's a bomb in the medical kit. If anything unexpected happens, I'll detonate it as a last resort,” Qu Moyao declared resolutely.

In that moment, Zhang Xiaolong gazed upon Qu Moyao's exquisite face and was filled with compassion.

He hadn't fallen for her; rather, he thought it was incredibly cruel for such a young and beautiful woman to constantly bear such a heavy burden.

“Don't worry. You can put away your bombs and such. You won't have any trouble here,” Zhang Xiaolong assured her, gesturing towards the surroundings. “See this? The glass you're looking at is bulletproof. Even the car we're in is fortified. A sniper rifle couldn't shoot through these windows. If we're talking about safety, this is probably the safest place you can be.”

“What? This glass is bulletproof?” Qu Moyao was incredulous.

“Go ahead, give it a try,” Zhang Xiaolong said with a smile.

Driven by curiosity, Qu Moyao approached the glass and threw a hard punch at it.

Bang!

The glass dented slightly. Qu Moyao was about to criticize the glass for not being very resilient when a massive rebound force sent her fist snapping back.

“Ouch…” She cradled her right hand, feeling as though she had injured her bones.

“You silly girl,” Zhang Xiaolong chuckled, “I told you it was bulletproof, yet you decided to test it with your hand. Were you asking for pain?”

He took her hand and gently massaged it, and almost instantly, the pain vanished.

“I can hardly believe your medical skills. This is… quite miraculous, isn't it?” Qu Moyao was astounded, convinced that even her father couldn't match Zhang Xiaolong's level of expertise.

How could a few rubs heal what felt like a bone injury?

Awoooo!

A wolf's howl pierced the air, sounding alarmingly close. Qu Moyao almost instantly spotted a white-furred wild wolf charging towards them. Instinctively, she reached for her waist, but upon realizing she had stashed her pistol away, she lifted her skirt without a second thought and retrieved the gun from her stockings.

“Don't shoot!” Zhang Xiaolong quickly intervened. If he had been any slower, the little wolf would have been in trouble. “He's one of us!”

“One of us?” Qu Moyao was puzzled.

“Or should I say, one of our wolves,” Zhang Xiaolong said with a grin. “Little wolf, come here and greet Dr. Qu!”

Qu Moyao was still in a daze when she noticed the white-furred wolf running over. It affectionately rubbed against Zhang Xiaolong and even licked his palm. Then, it turned to face her.

The little wolf seemed to pick up on her wariness, squatting down and tilting its head curiously at her.

Qu Moyao couldn't help but laugh. She felt as if the wolf was saying, “Look how cute I am. Could you really shoot me?”

She cautiously extended her hand, and the little wolf, seeming to grasp her intent, licked her hand in response, a silent acknowledgment of their new acquaintance.

“How did you end up raising a wolf?” Qu Moyao asked, her curiosity about Zhang Xiaolong growing. He always seemed to have a surprise up his sleeve.

“Well, that's quite a story, but it seems I've raised more than just one wolf…” Zhang Xiaolong began, but was suddenly interrupted.

“Xiaolong, you're back. I was just about to call you.”

The newcomer was Lee Xiulian. It was midday, and everyone was taking a break. They had been startled by the sound of a wolf howling, thinking an outsider had arrived, only to find it was Zhang Xiaolong returning.

“This is Lee Xiulian, the manager of our vegetable market and orchard. We all call her Ms Lianzi,” Zhang Xiaolong introduced. “Ms Lianzi, this is Dr. Qu, a valued guest. Please ensure she's well taken care of if she visits our market in the future.”

“Of course, no problem. Even without your request, we wouldn't dream of turning away such a lovely young woman,” Lee Xiulian replied warmly.

“Thank you, Ms Lianzi,” responded Qu Moyao with a smile.

Yet inwardly, she pondered, ‘Why does Zhang Xiaolong always seem to be surrounded by beautiful women? Even here in the village market, he finds such a stunning woman. Can he not survive without beauties around, or are these women just naturally drawn to him?'

“Oh, Ms Lianzi, I brought you some cosmetics. I guarantee that after using them, Mr. Zhuzi will be completely smitten with you,” Zhang Xiaolong said, retrieving the prepared items from his car.

In the past, it was certainly possible, but now the packaging looks much nicer, making it more appropriate to present as a gift.

“I wouldn't dare use it. This darn thing clings to me all day long. How am I supposed to get any work done?” Lee Xiulian said with a laugh.

“Don't worry about it. We've still got Hundred-year Rejuvenation Grass. Mr. Zhuzi can handle anything that comes his way, all day long,” Zhang Xiaolong quipped.

“Pfft, who needs Hundred-year Rejuvenation Grass? If you're so capable, come on over and see how Ms Lianzi takes care of you!” Lee Xiulian playfully challenged.

This kind of banter was typical in the village, but it made Qu Moyao blush the moment she heard it.

“Ms Lianzi is just teasing,” Zhang Xiaolong hurriedly clarified, “You mentioned earlier that there was something you needed to address, right?”