Tree King: What? I've become the Abundant Pharmacist?

Chapter 81 Sambo: Let's play hot!!

"Water it every day? Is it that simple?" Natasha asked doubtfully.

This is a full-recovery medicine; all you need to do is water it?

"Of course, don't forget, watering every day is not an easy task either," Eve said earnestly.

Natasha nodded solemnly. "I understand."

She immediately collected all the medicines Eve had just placed on the table, put them in the medicine cabinet, and locked them.

These are life-saving medicines, so please keep a close eye on them.

Just then, a voice suddenly came from outside the door.

"Hey, boss, I'm finally back. That crazy woman almost beat me to death."

As Sambo walked through the door, he spoke while rubbing his cheeks, which were covered in red marks from the vines.

"Crazy woman?" Eve's face suddenly turned cold, her gaze fixed on Sambo, who had just walked in.

“You’re back, Sambokoski. I thought you’d been captured by the Iron Guard,” Natasha asked.

“Yeah, I almost got caught… Ah!!” As he spoke, Sambo suddenly noticed Eve standing to the side.

Eve looked at him "gently" at this moment, but there was no warmth in her smile.

Sangbo's expression froze instantly, and he almost stood still.

Let's play!

By God, please, please don't slap me this time!!

"Hmm? What's wrong, Sambo?" Natasha walked over and asked, puzzled.

She used to be such a lively person, so why has she become so silent now?

Sambo: Only silence.

"By the way, Sambo, what's the deal with that crazy woman you were talking about? Is she the Iron Guard on the ground?" Natasha asked with concern.

“No, it’s nothing. That woman isn’t crazy at all. She’s intelligent, beautiful, elegant, stunningly beautiful, kind, gentle, and incredibly gorgeous.” Sangbo immediately replied from the bottom of his heart.

Then he looked at Eve.

Yes, his eyes are still very cold, unchanged.

Let's play!

Eve: Come on, let's see what kind of nonsense you can come up with today?

"Hmm? You're acting a bit strange today, Sambo," Natasha said, puzzled.

"Oh, by the way, the friends you introduced have arrived. They just encountered the subterranean fire," Natasha said, glancing at Eve.

Eve waved to Sambo at the opportune moment, her expression still smiling.

"We've encountered subterranean fire..." Sangbo's eyes darted around, already prepared to run away at any moment.

“Yes, they even mentioned your name,” Eve continued.

"Sambo, you were really too careless. Why didn't you give me a few more instructions? You know how hated your name is in the Lower City."

“Everyone says that if your name is mentioned, half the city will become enemies,” Natasha said helplessly.

"Oh, I see." Eve nodded slightly.

Sangbo was extremely panicked at this point. "That big sister, I won't be coming back for dinner tonight."

"I'll bring you the medicine in a bit, I'll be going now!"

After saying that, Sambo darted away in a flash.

Natasha shook her head strangely, feeling that Sambo was different from usual today.

"Miss Eve, you want to..."

“Miss Natasha, I’d like to go out for a walk; it’s getting a bit boring staying here all the time,” Eve said.

“Okay.” Natasha nodded.

"Then I'll leave them in your care for now."

“Don’t worry, I’ll take good care of them,” Natasha said.

Eve nodded. She didn't rush to leave, but instead walked out slowly as if nothing had happened.

Stepping out of the clinic, a quick turn of the head reveals Sambo hanging upside down by vines.

Just kidding, how could we let Sambo get away like that?

Just as he was about to escape, Eve had already set a trap, waiting for him to take the bait.

Sambo had completely given up the will to resist. Including this time, he had been defeated by this woman four times in total.

"Um, Sister Eve, I only have one request: please don't hit my handsome face!" Sambo pleaded.

"Handsome face?" Eve looked at Sambo's face, shook her head slightly, and said, "His face will be swollen in a moment."

"No!!!" Sambo shouted, but suddenly a vine blocked his mouth.

He watched Eve's slow approach, his face growing increasingly terrified.

What's going on here? How could I possibly run into a [Pleasure] Envoy in a tiny place like Belleburg? Seriously!

If it weren't for the fact that I haven't gotten my mask back yet, damn it!

Sambo had closed his eyes in despair, bracing himself for the baptism of 100 consecutive draws, but then he felt the feeling of being bound disappear and was falling rapidly.

"Ouch!"

Sambo fell off the vine and landed face-first in the mud.

"Huh? Why did you stop fighting?" Sambo rubbed his butt and looked at Eve in front of him with a puzzled expression.

"Let's skip it this time, since you were looking for the medicine."

After Eve finished speaking, she turned around and prepared to go back.

But Sambo immediately got up, ignoring the pain in his buttocks, and quickly caught up with Eve.

"Hehe, see? Sister Eve, you finally understand my good intentions, right?"

"Why don't we team up? I guarantee we'll make a fortune..." Sambo persuaded while rubbing his backside.

Ouch...that really hurts!

"Wait, who said I understand you? I'm just temporarily not hitting you." Eve frowned slightly.

She didn't have much affection for this Sambo.

She even calls herself a crazy woman.

"Oh, oh, of course I know, beautiful Eve."

"Then how about we talk about business instead of cooperation? I know what you want," Sambo continued to press.

Eve thought about it carefully, then said, "Tell me about it first."

"If you are sincere, I can consider it."

"Of course, it's because of Natasha."

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