Without Wuchen's instructions, the village chief has already informed people in the village and nearby villages: Master Wuchen has gone down to the mountain for free clinic again. If anyone in the family has dizziness and fever, they can come to see him.

In the small village, Wuchen's medical skills and benevolence were recognized very early. As soon as they packed up their things, many people lined up to see a doctor.

Regardless of whether the illness is serious or minor, the young monk carefully diagnoses and prescribes them, and Zhen Shan gives them medicine.

At first, she only dealt with minor ailments. After a while, she took care of all the minor illnesses and pains.

Wuchen saw that she was calm and meticulous, and had no problems with diagnosis and medication, so he let her go to practice.

As for daily life, the villagers brought them three meals a day, so there was no need to worry, but the clothes were changed and mended...

They can't let the villagers help them!

This morning, Wuchen just woke up. As soon as he opened the door, he saw a person squatting in the yard. That figure...

"Wuxin, how do you..."

Wuchen was startled, thinking that Zhen Shan was not feeling well. As soon as he got closer, he found a wooden basin in front of her with his clothes soaked in it!

this……

Zhen Shan stiffened, stood up, and quickly hid the things in his hands behind his back. His bright phoenix eyes blinked, looking very innocent, "I, I just..."

Wuchen was slightly startled and said softly, "Just leave the clothes to the poor monk to wash them."

Zhen Shan bit his lip lightly and shook his head, "Master Wuchen, you have been too busy and tired these past two days. I wanted to do something for you, but I didn't expect..."

As she said this, she lowered her eyes, seeming to feel even more ashamed and embarrassed, but the clothes she was washing were actually damaged.

Wuchen's light-colored eyes flashed with a faint smile. He walked over, added some water to the wooden basin, rolled up his sleeves, squatted down and washed the clothes: "It's okay, you are weak, so you should avoid touching cold water."

Zhen Shan squatted next to him, took out the damaged clothes on his hands, pursed his lips, "It was me who caused trouble for Master Wuchen."

Hearing the frustration in her voice, Wuchen paused his hands slightly, turned his eyes, and said gently, "If you hadn't been helping the poor monk take care of the patients these past two days, I'm afraid the poor monk wouldn't even have time to sleep. How can you say it's causing trouble?"

"But I can't even do laundry!"

"You have never done this before, so there is nothing wrong with it," Wuchen said with a faint smile. Suddenly he seemed to think of something, and turned to look at Zhen Shan, a little unnaturally, "Wuxin, where are your own clothes?"

They didn't bring much clothes with them when they went down the mountain. She didn't know how to wash his clothes, so her own clothes must not have been washed either.

Zhen Shan's pretty face was stained with a hint of crimson, she bit her lips lightly, and silently pulled out a basin filled with clothes from behind, "I, I only have this set of clothes left on me."

In other words, if she doesn't wash it, she will have nothing to wear tonight.

Wuchen felt that during the eighteen years of calmness and tranquility, all his troubles were due to the female benefactor in front of him.

Naturally, he wouldn't mind washing a few more clothes, but after all, there were differences between men and women, but he couldn't look at her without a change of clothes.

Master Wuchen’s eyebrows hurt a little.

"Well, um, Master Wuchen, don't worry, just wash it while I watch and learn. I will be able to wash my own clothes later."

Zhen Shan seemed to see Wu Chen's dilemma and said at a loss.

Wuchen sighed in his heart, "If Donor Zhen doesn't mind, I can help you wash it."

"No, no, how can this be done? How can we trouble Master Wuchen again?"

"It's no trouble, I'm just worried about offending Donor Zhen."

Zhen Shan shook his head, "Master Wuchen is a monk. The four elements are empty and all living beings are equal. How can there be any saying about offending or not offending?"
Chapter completed!