Heaven-Sent Farm Girl Builds Her Fortune And Captures His Heart Chapter 313: Enjoyment

anwhile, Shen Qinglan, whom everyone was worried about, was leaning on a chaise lounge, eating the fruits that Xuan Ying had just washed and brought her.

"Qinglan, is your injury getting better?"

Lan Ruo sat beside her, peeled a banana, handed it to her, and asked.

"All healed!" Shen Qinglan smiled and said, "The dicine Sect’s dicine is really effective. It’s only been a few days, and the wound is already scabbing."

"Of course!" Lan Ruo said with pride, "This dicine was concocted by my grandfather, so naturally, it’s very effective!"

Shen Qinglan chuckled softly and said, "Thank your grandfather for . It’s been troubleso for him to co and go these past few days."

Lan Ruo replied, "You saved Song Ting; my grandfather saving you is only right, Qinglan, you don’t need to thank us!"

Shen Qinglan smiled at her, then continued eating the fruit.

She enjoyed these days very much. Although her injury limited her freedom, receiving such care and attention from so many people made her feel especially warm-hearted.

All this would have been an unimaginable luxury in her past life.

In her past life, whenever she got injured, she could only hide in a corner, bandage herself, and quietly wait for the wound to heal.

To imagine being cared for so delicately and lovingly, such as being treated like a treasured child, she did not dare to even think of it.

When she first arrived, she often complained to the heavens for bringing her to this godforsaken place that wasn’t even recorded in history. Now, she particularly thanked the heavens.

"Miss Shen!" Le Zhao handed her a bowl of dicine, smiling in his tone, "Yunfei had to go out on so business and entrusted to make sure you finish your dicine."

Shen Qinglan shook her head, "I just ate fruit, I can’t drink dicine now."

She would rather munch on a bitter lon than drink herbal dicine every day; its taste was simply indescribable.

"Miss Lan." Le Zhao said to Lan Ruo, "Could you help complete this difficult task?"

"Well..." Lan Ruo glanced at Shen Qinglan from the corner of her eye, and seeing her slightly nod, she hurriedly smiled and took it over, "Alright then!"

"Why are you still here?"

Seeing he was still standing, Shen Qinglan couldn’t help but frown.

Le Zhao sat down beside her, casually opened a folding fan in his hand, and imdiately a scene of mountains and flowing water appeared before her eyes.

He looked at her with a smile and said, "I’ve promised Yunfei to take care of this task. If you don’t take your dicine properly and so mishap happens, Yunfei will throw a fit and I won’t be able to explain to Manor Owner Duan and Madam Duan!"

Shen Qinglan’s mouth twitched, and she quickly tossed the banana peel into a nearby bamboo basket.

Lan Ruo laughed and said, "It’s still hot, drink it later."

"Give it to !" Shen Qinglan reached out her hand.

Lan Ruo imdiately handed her the bowl of dicine.

Seeing her rinse her mouth with warm water and gulp down the entire bowl of dicine without changing expression, Lan Ruo couldn’t help but admire her.

Though she grew up in the dicine Sect, she never liked taking dicine. When she was young and sick, her grandfather had to coax her for half a day to drink a mouthful. Later, she didn’t even dare to get sick.

Fortunately, she hadn’t been sick these past years and didn’t have to drink any of that bitter dicine.

Seeing her finish it, Le Zhao finally stood up, smiled with satisfaction, and said, "Now that the task is complete, I’ll take my leave. You two continue your chat!"

With that, he gracefully waved his fan and left.

Shen Qinglan watched his departing figure and couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

Once Le Zhao left, Lan Ruo quickly lowered her voice and said, "Qinglan, can I ask you sothing?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Go ahead."

With a gossipy look on her face, she asked, "I heard that Mr. Le likes n, is that true?"

Shen Qinglan raised an eyebrow, "Heard?"