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Is it because this is a remote town with no good doctors?

Even if there isn't a good doctor, we should at least hire one.

She turned to look at the man on the bed, and saw that he was fidgeting restlessly, his face flushed, clearly caused by a high fever.

Her lips had turned a dark purple, not the pale white from blood loss, but a strange purplish-black.

Tao'er's heart sank.

This means the poison has taken effect.

We can't wait any longer; if we wait any longer, this person might die.

Although she didn't want to meddle, she couldn't bear to watch a living person die in front of her.

Tao'er bit her lip, a fierce internal struggle raging within her.

The things in her space are her biggest secret, even Ayan doesn't know them.

If discovered, the consequences would be unimaginable.

but……

The man on the bed let out another painful groan, his brows furrowed tightly, as if he were enduring some immense pain.

Tao'er stamped her foot and said, "Forget it, I can't care about that anymore!"

She flashed into the space and retrieved the spiritual spring water, fever reducer, and penicillin.

The spiritual spring water is a treasure in her space, with detoxifying and healing properties.

She had stockpiled the fever reducers before she transmigrated, and she had also purchased a lot of penicillin through friends, which she kept in her spatial storage for future use.

She fed the man the fever-reducing medicine with the spring water.

His jaw was clenched so tightly that Tao'er had to use a lot of effort to pry it open and slowly pour the medicine in.

Some of the medicine dripped down the corner of her mouth, which she gently wiped away with a handkerchief.

After feeding him the medicine, she cleaned his wounds with the spiritual spring water.

This time, she saw it much more clearly.

The blackened, rotting flesh seemed to lighten in color after coming into contact with the spiritual spring water.

Tao'er didn't dare to delay, so she applied medicine to his wounds and bandaged them with clean strips of cloth.

Then we did another skin test on him, and it was almost time.

He did not have an allergic reaction, so they gave him an injection of penicillin.

He rubbed his sore neck, stood up, and stretched his muscles, only to realize that his head wasn't resting on a pillow.

She quickly went over to help him, only to find her hands covered in a sticky substance.

She immediately sensed something was wrong, straightened him up, and carefully examined the back of his head.

Oh my god, I even injured the back of my head.

There is a rather large lump there, and when you touch it, you can feel the bruising underneath.

However, it looks like it bumped into a rock, not because of any bad people.

It's possible that he tripped and hit a rock while running away after being injured.

Tao smiled helplessly. How could this person be so unlucky!

He suffered knife wounds, poisoning, and a head injury.

He's been hit with a series of misfortunes; they're really trying to kill him.

There was nothing she could do but clean his head wound again, apply medicine and bandage it before putting him back on the bed.

After all that effort, Tao'er was exhausted and covered in sweat.

She sat on the stool by the bed, looked at the man on the bed, and let out a long sigh of relief.

Perhaps because he had taken fever-reducing medicine, the person became much more well-behaved, no longer talking in his sleep, and no longer moving around.

I felt much calmer and fell asleep instantly.

Her complexion seemed to have improved; although it was still pale, the abnormal flush had subsided considerably.

The purplish-black color on her lips faded considerably, slowly returning to the pale color after blood loss.

Tao'er reached out and touched his forehead; it didn't seem so hot anymore.

She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she should be able to hold out until that big man returned.

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

Tao'er wondered, could it be that the big man has returned?

She stood up, about to open the door, but then stopped.

wrong.

The big man went out to fetch a doctor. If he comes back, he should go straight upstairs and not knock on the door downstairs.

Moreover, she had already closed the door when they came in. If the big man had come back, he would have called for the girl to open the door, instead of making such a rough and urgent sound.

Who could it be?

Tao'er's heart jumped.

She tiptoed to the window and peeked out through a crack.

Several men dressed in black stood in the courtyard.

Tao'er's heart skipped a beat.

There were three men in black.

The men in black who chased the master and servant pair in the woods during the day.

They've tracked them down here.

Tao'er thought quickly.

These men in black are definitely after the young master in bed.

They knew the man was injured and couldn't have gone far, so they chased after him.

She thought of the big man who had gone out to find a doctor and hadn't returned for a long time. Could they have been brought here by him?

No, that's impossible. If it were him, he could have just killed the young master directly. Why go through all this trouble?

It's possible that the big man has already fallen victim to these people's evil deeds!

Now, they have found this inn again.

What should I do?

Tao'er turned around and glanced at the man on the bed.

He was fast asleep, completely unaware that danger was approaching.

Ah Yan is sleeping next door; he's still a child and can't be of much help.

She was all alone.

Tao'er bit her lip, her mind racing with calculations.

These men in black look like ruthless killers.

They were so ruthless in the woods during the day; if the master and servant hadn't been lucky, they would have been dead long ago.

Now that they've caught up to this point, they certainly won't give up easily.

If they find this person, he will surely die.

But how could a weak woman like her possibly withstand those assassins?

Tao'er's fingers gripped the window frame tightly, her knuckles turning white.

There was another knock on the door downstairs, more urgent and louder than before.

"Open the door! Open the door!"

His voice was rough and hoarse, tinged with impatience.

Tao took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down.

She glanced at the man on the bed, then at the direction next door.

Ayan was still sleeping; she couldn't let anything happen to him.

However, she couldn't bear to watch this person be killed.

She remembered the words he uttered while unconscious as she fed him his medicine: "Run!"

At that time, he himself was on the verge of death, yet he was still worried about others.

Such a person shouldn't die.

Tao'er made a decision.

She quickly walked to the bedside, pulled the blanket up, and covered the man's body.

Then, she put the blood-stained rag and the remaining medicine into her spatial storage, and checked the room again to make sure no traces were left.

After doing all this, she tiptoed out of the room and closed the door behind her.

Downstairs, the knocking on the door grew more and more urgent, almost breaking the door.

Tao cleared her throat, pretending to have just woken up, and yawned as she walked downstairs.

"Coming, coming! Who is it? What are you knocking for in the middle of the night!"

She opened the door a crack and peeked out.

Three men in black stood outside the door, each with a knife at their waist and an unfriendly expression.