Chapter 177: Healing Ability Get

"Boss Cutie," Leng Ruoli looked over and met those deep eyes.

She smiled. "Why did you come over? Didn't I say I'd make you a dipping sauce?"

"You know what I like to eat, so I have to make you what you like too," Jiang Muye said with a carefree grin.

His casual words landed right in Leng Ruoli's heart.

Her eyes sparkled, and her red lips spread into a faint smile. "Alright."

Jiang Muye started making the dipping sauce for Leng Ruoli. Working from memory, he mixed it all together, then asked, "Is it like this?"

Leng Ruoli saw it was roughly the same as usual, except for the white sesame seeds she didn't much care for. But seeing the delighted look in Jiang Muye's eyes, she didn't want to pour cold water on him.

"Yes, this is how I like it," Leng Ruoli said with a sweet smile.

Jiang Muye cheerfully helped Leng Ruoli set all the dipping sauces on the table.

The pot had already come to a boil, white steam drifting up. When Leng Ruoli put the tripe in, her fingers were scalded by the steam, and she jerked her hand back.

After noticing her movement, Jiang Muye grew anxious. But Leng Ruoli hid her hand behind her back, not letting Jiang Muye grab it.

He put on a stern face. "Give me your hand."

Leng Ruoli shyly held her hand out. "It's fine."

But Jiang Muye clearly saw that her palm was red and swollen.

Her hands were naturally fair and tender, and smooth.

Now that she'd been scalded, it was quite obvious.

Jiang Muye's heart ached. He was eager to have been the one scalded instead. He should have helped Leng Ruoli put the food in just now, and then she wouldn't have been burned.

He immediately wrapped her hand in a nearby wet towel.

Leng Ruoli felt the burning, tingling pain fade away.

She felt much better, and looking at Jiang Muye's concerned brows and eyes, she felt especially sweet.

"Am I too clumsy? Even this could hurt me."

"Whoever dares call you clumsy, I'll beat them up." Jiang Muye raised an eyebrow. "Not clumsy at all."

After hearing Jiang Muye's comforting words, Leng Ruoli smiled sweetly, as if she'd eaten a piece of candy.

The two of them gazed at each other, and just looking at one another felt sweet.

Not to mention now, with their hands clasped together.

However, Jiang Muye's focus was on Leng Ruoli's scalded hand.

Steam burns really hurt—he knew from experience. Especially when the skin wasn't broken but just scalded red, it hurt even more.

Jiang Muye immediately sought out the System. System, is there any way to make my girlfriend's hand better?

The System replied, Host, you can enter the System Shop and exchange for a one-time Healing Ability.

Jiang Muye said, And that is?

The System said, It heals a patient's pain and illness. For example, someone beyond cure can recover to normal overnight. An injury can be immediately healed back to how it was before the injury.

After hearing the System's explanation, Jiang Muye felt this was truly amazing.

If that were the case, wouldn't anyone who fell ill be able to be restored?

Then wouldn't there be no diseases or chronic illnesses left in the world?

Jiang Muye checked the System backend. It only required 200 Grit Points.

Haha, with Grit Points alone, he could exchange for them until the end of time.

However, the System's next words poured cold water on Jiang Muye. To prevent the Host from engaging in such cheating behavior, it can only be exchanged once per month.

Jiang Muye was speechless.

This System was a bit too stingy.

Still, once a month was fine. Better than nothing.

Jiang Muye immediately exchanged for the Healing Art. After he got the skill, he simply held Leng Ruoli's hand.

But Jiang Muye could feel a faint green light, like transparent vines, weaving through Leng Ruoli's fingertips.

However, this scene could only be seen through Jiang Muye's own eyes.

As he was stunned, Leng Ruoli said in surprise, "It doesn't seem to hurt much anymore. Looks like cold compresses really are effective."

When she removed the cold towel and looked, Leng Ruoli's hand had already recovered to how it was before.

Fair and delicate, her fingertips glistening, beautiful as slender jade onions—she could totally be a hand model.

There was no sign of the red scalding from just now anywhere on her hand.

Jiang Muye's lips curved into a smirk.

The System really hadn't lied to him.

This skill was a bit too amazing.

"Be careful. I'll put the meat in for you," Jiang Muye said with a smile, starting to help Leng Ruoli put the beef in.

Once the beef was ready, he fished it all out into Leng Ruoli's bowl.

There was quite a lot of beef in Leng Ruoli's bowl.

She suddenly called a stop. "Wait, why did you give it all to me? Then what are you going to eat?"

"I've got some." Jiang Muye grinned, gesturing with his eyes at the few slices left in his own bowl.

"That little bit? No way. You're going to fatten me up—have some yourself." Leng Ruoli put the meat into Jiang Muye's bowl.

Coming out to eat together, she naturally wanted everyone to eat happily. She didn't want Jiang Muye to just look after her—he should get to eat the good stuff too.

Seeing Leng Ruoli's thoughtful behavior, Jiang Muye's heart felt warm.

"Alright, look, you've given me all your meat."

"You're a guy. How is this enough to eat? You already have a bigger appetite than girls, so get more protein in." Leng Ruoli was sweet and mellow as fine wine, her sparkling eyes flowing with color, and watching her sent Jiang Muye's adrenaline index climbing.

"Let's eat together, split it evenly." Jiang Muye raised the corners of his lips, smiling as he divided the portions evenly with Leng Ruoli.

Leng Ruoli's face was flushed pink. She nodded and ate the meat.

The moment it entered her mouth, she was so spicy her lips turned red, and she stuck out her scarlet tongue. "So hot and spicy."

To Jiang Muye, this scene was both cute and tempting.

Jiang Muye subconsciously wiped the red oil from the corner of Leng Ruoli's lips with a tissue, smiling. "Then how about I put some in the clear broth for you?"

"No, the spicy one is tasty~" Leng Ruoli whined coyly.

Jiang Muye chuckled. "You're a spice addict."

Leng Ruoli gave a charming little laugh. To ease the spiciness, she drank her milk.

Jiang Muye, afraid she wouldn't have enough, even handed her his own milk.

Leng Ruoli gulped down the milk, and after feeling the milk soothe the spice, she was comfortable and content.

Watching her satisfied expression, Jiang Muye sighed inwardly.

How is my girlfriend so cute?

She really is as adorably cute as a little dolphin.

After they'd eaten and drunk their fill, Jiang Muye called someone over to swipe the card and pay the bill.

However, the owner came over and apologetically informed Jiang Muye, "I'm sorry, sir. Please go to the front desk to process the card refund."

Jiang Muye and Leng Ruoli were shocked to hear the owner's words.

After all, they especially loved this hotpot restaurant. Didn't the owner want customers to come often? So why was he now chasing people off to refund their cards?

"What's going on?" Jiang Muye asked in confusion.

The owner sighed. "The shop's closing. The rent's too expensive, and we've been operating at a loss the whole time. The costs are too high, and we can't earn back our capital, so now we can only cut our losses in time."

Hearing this, Leng Ruoli felt somewhat regretful. She nodded. "Well, alright then."

Jiang Muye sensed Leng Ruoli's disappointment and took it all in. He said to her, "Wait here a moment. I'll go handle the paperwork first."

Leng Ruoli nodded.

Jiang Muye went to handle the paperwork.

After Leng Ruoli had waited a while, Jiang Muye brought her to the car.

In the car, Leng Ruoli lowered her face and said dejectedly, "It'll be hard to find such an authentic and delicious hotpot restaurant again."

She and Jiang Muye always came to this one for hotpot. Finding a new place, she feared, wouldn't have this flavor—they might end up stepping on a landmine.

Suddenly, a card was handed into Leng Ruoli's hand.

"Who said that? You can still come whenever you want in the future." Jiang Muye's gentle voice rang out.