The palace man looked at Jun Wuxie blankly, then looked at the paper with a large string of medicinal materials in his hand, a little confused and wondered what the eldest lady of the Jun family was going to do.

Jun Wuxie glanced at her, and the little maid was swept by the chilly eyes and immediately turned around and ran out.

"I'll prepare now."

"I'm scary?" Jun Wuxie looked at the embarrassing back of the palace man and asked the cat in his arms.

"No, they are too fragile." When there was no one, the black cat no longer concealed his ability to speak human language.

No one in the world knows what Jun Wuxie's temperament is. Only the black cat knows that its owner is not noble or arrogant. She just... does not know how to get along with people in a normal way.

Just imagine a person who has been locked up alone since he was one year old, and his social interaction with others must be abnormal.

Jun Wuxie was imprisoned for thirteen years. Her world has always been her own. What remains are mountain of medical skills and cold medical instruments.

At that time, she couldn't say anything in a whole year. When the little black cat first saw Jun Wuxie, it always thought that she was a mute or a mute with autism.

Everything she saw was cold, and it seemed that there was no emotion in her eyes.

When she was young, she could unravel the warm corpse expressionlessly and soak the dismantled organs in formalin.

The little black cat always felt that its owner was very much like an emotional machine.

Until she first understood hatred, she burned the cage that imprisoned her.

She was finally relieved, but more than ten years of closure have fixed her character and behavior. Even after entering society, she is still out of place with others and cannot integrate into it.

What she prefers is to stay in an animal clinic to treat animals.

Animals cannot speak. Jun Wuxie cannot understand the behavior of some normal people, but they are very sensitive to the sensing of animals. She knows why they are in pain and what kind of help they need.

At that time, Jun Wuxie didn't speak all day long.

Only when she knew she joined that organization and met her only friend there, she began to feel a little bit like a human.

It’s a pity that God gave her too short time, and she has not fully understood the life of a normal person, and everything has ended.

Those who regard Jun Wuxie as an alien are very annoying. They think it is not that its owner is abnormal, but that those people are too stupid to contact its owner. The unscrupulous little thief did a good job back then, so it can be proved that its owner is not without emotions, but that she doesn't know how to express it.

because……

No one has ever taught her.

However, now with the Jun family’s father and son, the little black cat believes that its owner can definitely go further and further on the road to normal people!

After a while, the palace people sent a large amount of medicinal materials. The fire of the alchemy furnace was reignited and the high temperature spread throughout the room.

Jun Wuxie asked everyone to retreat from the alchemy room, sorted all the medicinal materials one by one, and processed them. She lowered her eyes and focused on her. At this moment, she seemed to have returned to the closed thirteen years, with only medicine-related things in her eyes and hands.

Juicing, grinding, crushing... Jun Wuxie's white and tender little hands seemed to have been given magic, and everything they got was handled in the shortest time and the most accurate way.
Chapter completed!