C4 Life-suspended Line

"Who are you?" That person coldly asked. His eyes were cold and sharp, like an arrow that had been released from a bow, piercing straight into her body. Even though she looked extremely weak, Zhuang Qing felt as though a ferocious beast was charging at her prey.

It was filled with killing intent.

Zhuang Qing instinctively felt her hair stand on end as she quickly said, "I'm a villager down the mountain. I only hid here when it rained down on me to pick herbs. If you dare to offend me, please don't blame me!" Seeing the look on the man's face, she added, "I'll stay at the door and leave after the rain stops."

The young man looked at her for a long time, but there was no trace of happiness or anger on his face. "Remember your words."

He finally agreed.

Zhuang Qing relaxed his nerves and smiled apologetically. She couldn't help but suspect that the strength of this popularity field was a feeling that none of her superiors and leaders had given her before. To have such an imposing manner, he must have a powerful background.

The silence continued for a moment before a suppressed cough suddenly sounded.

Zhuang Qing looked over and saw him covering his mouth and letting out a muffled cough. His brows were tightly knitted, and he appeared to be in quite a lot of pain. For a moment, she could not bear it any longer.

Regardless of his identity, he was willing to take her in as a shelter. She couldn't just stand by and watch when he needed her expertise.

As soon as Zhuang Qing walked over, the man immediately sat up straight like a hedgehog, his guard up.

"I've collected medicinal herbs for many years, so at least I know a little about medical science. If you're willing to let me shelter myself from the rain, then you can't repay me. If you trust me, then can I help you with your diagnosis?" Zhuang Qing stopped and said sincerely.

That person looked at Xu Jiu Yu with her clear and bright eyes. It seemed that he was hesitating. After a long while, he finally took off his shirt. The white cloth that was wrapped around his body was tinged with a yellowish green color.

With a frown, Zhuang Qing stepped forward and undid the thick bandage and wiped away the medicinal herb covering his shoulder. He could clearly see that there was a strange wound on the man's shoulder blade.

After carefully checking the wound and checking the pulse, Zhuang Qing picked up the herb and sniffed it, then asked the man a few more questions about his condition, before saying seriously, "Before you managed to remove the poison, this herb could only stop the bleeding. It can't cure the symptoms at all, it can't stop the wound from worsening at all." Once the poison gets inside, your arm is in danger. " She picked up her bamboo basket and muttered to herself as she rummaged through it, "I have to make you a new medicine …" "This can cure the flames. Hmm, adding this plant can dispel the poison …"

He didn't ask if the other side wanted her to treat him.

The man's gaze was deep as he looked at her completely focused on picking out the medicinal ingredients. He actually didn't make a sound to reject her. He let her mix a few herbs to mash the wound and asked, "How do you feel?"

"It feels cool and less painful." The man replied.

"As long as it's effective." Zhuang Qing tore off the new cloth strip and completely entered the role of a doctor. "You can put it on for one day and one night, and then change it tomorrow. I'll bandage it up for you first, so that it won't affect your movements. "

Just as he was about to wrap up the wounds, a tall and sturdy man strode in. When he saw Zhuang Qing standing by the young man's side, he immediately drew his saber and rushed over.

A cold saber light slashed down!

"An Yue."

Just as the blade was about to hit Zhuang Qing's neck, the man on the bed finally spoke.

The cold light abruptly stopped, and the person called An Yue was left alone. The man's gaze was fixated on Zhuang Qing from the start to the end. She, who had recovered her life, did not seem to be affected in the slightest. She continued to calmly wrap around him until she was done with her knotting.

Zhuang Qing's face paled slightly as she turned around. The rain outside the temple had stopped. She had clearly walked a circle around the door to hell, but when she looked at the unfathomable young man in front of her, her tone was neither humble nor haughty. "The rain has stopped. I should leave now."