"Madam Boss, where did you pick this guy up from? He's injured too badly, isn't he?"

Seeing Lu Ya carrying a basin of bright red blood directly out of the room, Hongmu widened his eyes and looked in surprise at the woman in red who was leaning against a pillar with her hands folded.

Yan Sheng also glanced at him, snorted, and said:
"Why do you care where I picked it up? Besides, if the injury wasn't serious, would I send it to you? I still care about my silver."

Hongmu shut up awkwardly. He almost forgot that the person in front of him was the one with the weirdest temper in the whole Wuyang Town. He, a little medicine boy, couldn't afford to offend him, so he ran away.
Thinking of this, Nanmu turned around and quickly ran to find Lu Ya.

Yan Shengyi didn't care either, and changed her posture and continued to lean against the pillar. She poured out the few taels of silver from her waist pouch and put it back in. Her beautiful face didn't smile at all, and her pair of willow eyebrows were slightly frowned, revealing a hint of impatience.

After waiting for a while, the tightly closed door finally opened with a "click".

Yan Sheng also looked up, his eyes were so cold that Wu Qian, who had just stepped out of the door, froze for a moment.

"Hey, why are you waiting here, Madam Boss? It's so sunny outside. You should ask Hongmu to pour you a cup of tea in the lobby and take a rest first."

Wu Qianwen brushed his sleeves weakly to hide his stiff movements, and stopped at the door to look at her.

Yan Sheng also put the silver back into his purse, clapped his hands and asked:
"How are the people? Can they survive?"

"With my help, Wu Wenxian, he will definitely survive, don't worry, Madam Boss."

When it comes to her specialty, Wu Qian straightened her back and immediately became confident. She touched her chin and asked with some doubt:
"But where did you pick her up, boss lady? Don't blame me for being nosy. She was stabbed on the shoulder, both arms were stabbed, and one of her legs was broken. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, when Lu Ya cleaned her up just now, a pretty girl appeared. How could she be injured so badly?"

Hearing the hidden meaning in her words, Yan Sheng rolled his eyes impatiently.

"I found it when I was catching rabbits at the bottom of the cliff. Where else can I find someone to bring back? Okay, I'll go in and take a look at him."

Pushing aside Wu Qian who was blocking the door, Yan Sheng went straight into the room. Without Wu Qian's reminder, he knew to lower his footsteps a little.

Walking around the wind-blocking bamboo screen, Yan Shengyi gently approached the bed and quietly looked at the young girl lying unconscious on the bed.

The delicate face was pale with frailty, the cheeks were bloodless, the light-colored lips were tightly pursed, and cracked white lines appeared. The shallow breathing was so low that even the rise and fall of the chest was difficult to detect.

Yan Shengyi frowned and looked at this unfamiliar face, but there was always an lingering sense of familiarity in his heart.

To be honest, if it weren't for the sudden palpitations in his heart when he saw this person for the first time, Gu Shengyi would not have bothered to carry such a dying person back.

Now that this person has to live in Wu Wenxian's clinic, he has to pay for his recovery and medicine. His wallet will definitely be emptied by half. It's really a waste of time and money.

Yan Sheng also unconsciously pinched the small pouch around her waist, her face full of unhappiness.

There was a heavy sound of footsteps behind him, and Yan Sheng turned around suddenly. It was Wu Wenxian's medicine boy, Lu Ya.

Lu Ya came in, holding a tray with a bowl of warm water and a piece of cotton cloth on it. When she saw Yan Shengyi standing in front of the bed, she deliberately stepped heavily.

Meeting Yan Shengyi's cold eyes, Lu Ya shrank her head timidly, then walked around her and put the tray on the small table beside the bed, then raised her hand and gestured a few times.

The general meaning is that she wants to give some water to the person on the bed.

Yan Shengyi understood, nodded, and then moved two steps to the side to make room for her.

Lu Ya gestured with her hands to express her gratitude, then used a cotton cloth dipped in warm water to gently wipe the unconscious person's chapped lips.

Yan Shengyi folded her hands and watched from the side. After Lu Ya wiped it once, she asked:
“How many times do you have to rub it like this?”

Lu Ya didn't expect her to ask. She paused for a moment before putting down the cotton cloth and began to gesture: "She has a fever. Someone needs to keep an eye on her. The medicine will be ready in a while. Once she drinks the medicine and the fever goes away, she'll be fine."

"Okay, let me do it, you go and boil the medicine."

Yan Shengyi glanced at the person lying quietly on the bed, and took over Lu Ya's job, pushing the person aside. He took the wet cotton cloth in his hand and clumsily and gently wiped the person's chapped lips. Lu Ya had no choice but to go out.

*
In July of midsummer, the night falls a little later, and the red clouds, broken into strands, are reluctant to leave the horizon.

Wu Qian spent the entire afternoon preparing medicine in the pharmacy. Only after all the medicine was prepared did he feel hungry. He quickly packed up the herbs and left the pharmacy.

Hongmu was climbing a ladder to hang lanterns. When he saw her come out, he quickly called out.
"Master, you finally came out."

"Wait a minute, where's Luya? Did the kitchen leave some food for me?"

Wu Qian put his hands in his sleeves and walked towards the backyard while talking. As soon as he turned the corner, he saw Lu Ya holding an empty bowl.
"Green, wait for me."

Catching up with Lu Ya, Wu Qian glanced at the empty medicine bowl, raised his chin slightly, pointed in a certain direction, and asked:
"Has the patient's fever subsided? Has the boss lady left?"

Lu Ya nodded first, then shook her head.

Wu Qian said "Oh" and walked with her, then suddenly stopped.

Lu Ya also stopped and tilted her head to look at her in confusion.

Wu Qian also knew that his reaction was a bit exaggerated, so he shook his sleeves and continued walking forward as if nothing had happened.

"So the lady boss has been here since this afternoon? Has she been staying with the patient all the time?"

Lu Ya nodded.

"Tsk."
Wu Qian slightly twisted his sore neck, an ambiguous expression on his face.

Just as they arrived at the kitchen, Wu Qian, who was extremely hungry, didn't care about anything else. He walked straight over, opened the lid of the pot, quickly took out the warm food from the pot, and started to eat it while standing at the small table.

Lu Ya put the medicine bowl away, turned around and looked over, smiling silently.

*
33; [Host, please note that the current world is a certain ancient dynasty. Your current identity is Ning Xu, the granddaughter of the leader of the Jianghu Wulin Alliance. The original owner's memory has been transmitted, please receive it. Your mission this time is to escape from the control of your grandfather and live freely.]
The cold mechanical sound of the system echoed in his mind, waking up Song Xu, who was still a little drowsy.

Song Xu: [I understand.]
The long and thick eyelashes of the sleeping person began to tremble slightly, and Yan Shengyi, who had been staring at him, noticed it at the first moment.

But for some reason, he suddenly felt inexplicably nervous. Yan Shengyi, who was originally sitting at the end of the bed, suddenly stood up and took two steps back, but his eyes were always fixed on Song Xu's movements.

I slowly opened my tightly closed eyes, and everything in front of me seemed to be shrouded in a layer of mist, hazy and unclear.

"Excuse me, is anyone there?"

A hoarse female voice sounded in the quiet room. Yan Shengyi, whose body was mostly blocked by the half-hanging bed curtain, couldn't help but want to pinch his ears when he heard the other person's voice.

Song Xu, who had received the memory, was not surprised to feel pain all over his body when he woke up. But when his eyes finally saw clearly, because there was no light in the room, the dim light made it difficult to see the unfamiliar environment around him.

As the granddaughter of the leader of the martial arts world, the original owner Ning Xu grew up under the care of her grandfather, and her martial arts skills are unmatched by ordinary warriors.

Even though he was seriously injured now, Song Xu could still detect another unfamiliar breathing sound in the room with his keen hearing.

The other party should have noticed that she was awake, but for some reason he didn't say anything. Song Xu had no choice but to endure the dryness in her throat and ask, but she didn't get a response.

Okay, let this guy waste his energy, she can afford to wait now.

Song Xu, unable to move, thought about it and stopped talking. He just lay there quietly with his eyes open.

(End of this chapter)

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