An Shuyao sneered in her heart, it would be better to die, but she said: "I will save your leg within two days."
"I hope you can survive. I don't want to hurt you."
An Shuyao looked at him and said, "I don't have any medicinal materials with me. Otherwise, if you come back to my village with me, I promise to treat you well."
Mr. Rong looked at her deeply. An Shuyao's expression was sincere. He slightly raised his lips and said, "Do you think I'm a fool? Since I invited you here, I naturally have no intention of letting others know. I won't risk my life if I let you out."
It's time to reach the end. I'm a very talkative person. If you heal me, you and I will be fine. If I die, my guards will be outside. I will definitely take you with me before I die."
An Shuyao sighed inwardly and smiled: "Okay, but what about the medicinal materials?"
"Write down what medicine you need and leave it to my guards to find it."
An Shuyao nodded: "Okay."
She paused and felt helpless: "But what should I do if I don't have paper and pen?"
Mr. Rong looked at her coldly, pulled out a piece of black coal from the fire, and used it to write on the ground and the stone wall inside the cave.
An Shuyao: ".."
Okay, no frame.
After the black coal cooled down, An Shuyao slowly wrote on the ground. Mr. Rong stared at it for a while before slowly closing his eyes.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, showing that he was very tired.
After about a stick of incense, An Shuyao said: "Okay."
"Suiyu, write down what she wrote and find a way to find the medicinal materials."
A man with a sword came in from outside. He had an ordinary appearance and a very serious expression. He quickly memorized it three times, nodded slightly, and then left again.
An Shuyao looked at him curiously: "Is he mute?"
"no."
An Shuyao, who had regained some energy, began to ask questions: "Where are you from? Dayan or Dayong?"
Mr. Rong closed his mouth and ignored her.
Seeing that he didn't want to answer, An Shuyao continued to ask, "How did you find this cave? Is this the same hilltop where I fell?"
Mr. Song then opened his eyes and looked at her with a half-smile: "No."
An Shuyao was not sure where he was for a moment.
She stood up and said, "I'm going out."
However, she just walked to the entrance of the cave. Suiyu flashed the silver knife again. An Shuyao turned back helplessly: "Master Rong, I want to go out for a while, you can't see me dirtying the cave, right?"
Unexpectedly, he smiled and said: "Of course, I don't mind."
An Shuyao was at a loss for words: "I'm having my period, you don't want to see blood..."
"Okay." Mr. Rong frowned slightly: "You can go ahead, I'm not afraid of you running away."
An Shuyao snorted slightly and looked at his knife: "Your master let me out. Big brother, put your knife away quickly. We are all our own people. It's not good to accidentally hurt me."
Suiyu: ".."
I don’t know where this person got the face to call them one of his own.
He turned sideways with a cold face, and An Shuyao went out to breathe the cold air outside. The snow was still falling, but it was much lighter than before, and the sky outside was already dark.
She lowered her head and thought about it. At this time, her family would definitely not give up if they didn't find her. As long as they didn't find her body, they should know that she was still alive.
"Miracle doctor, you'd better hurry up. I'll give you half a cup of tea. If you slow down for a moment, I'll let you see blood."
Mr. Rong's voice came out clear and calm.
An Shuyao replied angrily: "I know."
She observed the terrain and found that this was not a place she knew, and there was snow all around. The heavy snow made the road alone. It was difficult for people without Qinggong to get out. No wonder he couldn't walk without her if he didn't worry about running by himself.
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An Shuyao didn't want to run away. What if she didn't succeed and he broke her legs? Even if she ran out, everything was white and she couldn't tell the direction. Wouldn't she freeze to death in the surrounding area?
She took a deep breath, and when there was no one around, she started to take things from the space, and took out the gold needles together.
Fortunately, she kept a replaceable menstrual belt in her room. After cleaning it, her body felt refreshed instantly.
The time for half a cup of tea was up when Sui Yu's voice appeared: "Miracle Doctor, the time has come."
An Shuyao returned to the cave obediently. She was exhausted physically and mentally and sat by the fire, looking at her wet socks. One of her shoes was missing when she dropped it.
"Master Rong, can you buy me a pair of shoes?"
Mr. Rong opened his eyes and looked into An Shuyao's innocent deer eyes: "If I get cold, who will treat you?"
"Follow Jade and tell me the size."
An Shuyao said outside: "Six inches six, I want warmer shoes."
We spent the night peacefully, and it wasn't cold at all because of the fire.
But at dawn, Mr. Rong vomited blood. Under his threatening gaze, An Shuyao could only take out a golden needle to treat him.
Not only did he hurt his leg, he was poisoned, he even suffered serious internal injuries. An Shuyao didn't know what hatred or grudge could bring him to this point.
Suiyu brought the medicinal materials very quickly, and even brought a medicine jar and a frozen chicken.
He put the medicine in the cave and didn't know where to rest and wash the chickens.
An Shuyao went outside to pick up some snow and put it in a medicine jar, then poured the prepared medicinal ingredients into it.
In addition to the crackling of firewood in the entire cave, there was the sound of medicine jars popping open. An Shuyao hugged her knees and looked at the light of the fire.
She had a new pair of shoes on her feet, and the furry cotton shoes were quite warm.
Mr. Rong coughed slightly and his face was very pale. An Shuyao couldn't help but talk to him again: "Mr. Rong, what is your full name?"
Seeing that he was silent, An Shuyao sighed: "I don't tell you where you are from, why you are here, and you don't say your name when I ask you. How boring it is for me to be alone."
Mr. Rong was very annoyed by An Shuyao's noisiness. Do women talk so much? This made him, who likes peace and quiet, particularly irritated.
After a long while, he said: "Rong Cen."
"Rong Cen?" An Shuyao blinked and said with a smile, "Mr. Rong, your name is quite nice."
Rong Cen frowned slightly: "If you don't want to die, just shut your mouth."
An Shuyao was thinking deeply about the name Rong Cen this time. She recalled in her mind that since he was not from Dasheng, he must be Dayan or Dayong.
I just heard that the people of Da Rong are all dark, strong and strong, but except for the exotic facial features of the man in front of him, everything else is the same as Da Sheng.
He should be from Dayan.
An Shuyao was not familiar with the situation in Dayan, nor did she know the surnames of the big races there. A very quick thought flashed through her mind. Before she could think about it, Suiyu walked in carrying the chicken.
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He lit a fire next to it and started cooking roast chicken very skillfully.