The carriage of the General's Palace was still parked outside the palace, and the painter and Chu Tian and his wife had already left first.
Seeing her coming out, the guard driving the car immediately moved a low stool, opened the car curtain, and waited for her to get in.
"You go back first, I have something to do." Chu Ran said coldly.
The guard opened her mouth to say something, wanting to say that the master had already returned to the house to wait for her.
But seeing the slight anger left in her and the cold and gloomy expression on her face, she swallowed the words as soon as they reached her lips.
She is no longer the fool she used to be, and getting her into trouble at this time is no different from courting death.
"...The younger one will go back first."
Chu Ran hummed, passed him, and came to an inn.
After taking a disguise pill in the wing room, her mind moved slightly, and the figure of a man appeared in her mind.
At the same time, her body shape and facial features are also changing accordingly.
A quarter of an hour later, a tall man of about 30 years old with an average appearance appeared in the room. He looked exactly like the man she had just imagined!
Looking at the portrait in the bronze mirror, Chu Ran nodded with satisfaction, took out the men's shirt from the safety lock, and headed to the Medicine Pavilion.
She needs several herbs to temper her body and meridians. The stronger they are, the more spiritual power the body can withstand, thus speeding up her cultivation.
Before she arrived, she heard crying on the street.
There was a large group of people gathered in the distance, seemingly looking at something.
Cries came from the center of the crowd.
"Please save him! He will die if you don't save him!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy knelt at the door of a medicine hall, crying and begging the apprentice in front of him.
The apprentice looked impatient, "Go, go, you don't have money for medical treatment! I'm warning you, get out of here, if you don't leave, I'm going to beat you up!"
Chu Ran had no interest in this kind of farce. Just as he was about to walk past the crowd, out of the corner of his eye he peered through the gap and saw a man lying next to the young man, covered in blood.
His brows suddenly furrowed, he jumped up, flew over everyone's heads, and landed next to the young man.
"You...who are you?" The apprentice was startled.
Chu Ran looked at him as if he was nothing, knelt down on one knee, took the injured man's hand and felt his pulse.
Although they don't know him, everyone knows his actions.
"Is this man a doctor?"
"I've never seen such a person in a medical clinic in the city before."
"And if he is really a doctor in the city, how can he have the courage to confront Chunyutang? This is the largest medical hall in the imperial city! The medical skills of the doctors there are comparable to those of the imperial doctors!"
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The people were whispering among themselves, guessing Chu Ran's identity.
But she remained unmoved, her brows gradually furrowed, and she let go of her hand and said, "He is seriously injured. This is not a place for treatment. Take him with you and follow me."
The young man was hesitant. He didn't know the other person, and he didn't even know if he was a doctor. What if he was a liar?
"If this drags on any longer, he will really be hopeless." Chu Ran reminded lightly.
The young man gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go with you."
He picked up his companion and followed Chu Ran step by step.
From the time he appeared to the time he left, Chu Ran never gave the apprentice a serious glance.
Chi Guoguo's ignorance made the apprentice a little embarrassed. He snorted angrily, "Why are you pretending? That man only had one breath left. Could it be that he could really save people?"
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Chu Ran took them to the nearest inn.
"Hel him onto the bed," she ordered.
The young man hurriedly followed the instructions.
Chu Ran took out a porcelain bottle, poured out a repair pill, and fed it into the person's mouth, protecting his heart and holding his last breath.
Flying needles pricked acupuncture points, controlled spiritual power was injected into his body, and the meridians blocked by blood stasis were opened.
"Ugh!" The injured person spat out a mouthful of black blood, and his groggy brain regained some clarity under the stimulation of pain.
He opened his eyes with difficulty, "It's...it's you...my lord..."
Recognizing Chu Ran, his eyes burst with hope and he struggled to sit up.
"Don't move if you don't want to die." Chu Ran shouted, took out a pill for treating internal injuries and threw it into his mouth, "Take it."
He swallowed it without hesitation. After a while, he felt that the pain in his body was relieved and he had the strength to speak.
"My lord, I'm sorry! I...I lost what you gave me!"
He lowered his head in shame, not daring to look at Chu Ran.
"What's going on?" Chu Ran asked.
This person was none other than the beggar boy she rescued yesterday and gave him a spirit-gathering pill.
"After you left yesterday, I hesitated for a long time, and decided to sell that thing for money to treat my grandma. She was very ill, and it cost money to see a doctor and take medicine, so I had to beg and help others.
The money I earn from menial work is simply not enough."
The young man spoke in a low voice, his tone was bitter and a little cautious, fearing that she would be angry because of it.
"I didn't know how much it could be sold for, so I wanted to find someone to ask. So last night, I went to the black market in the northern suburbs. But I didn't expect those people to target me. As soon as I came out, they
So he attacked me and took that thing away..."
"I tried my best to stop them, but they are all masters of spiritual service, and I am no match for them..."
Recalling his helplessness and despair last night, he couldn't help crying.
"Anan didn't come back all night. I was worried, so I went to the northern suburbs to look for him. When I found him, he was covered in blood and he was only breathing."
His companion followed, and then knelt down in front of Chu Ran with a bang.
"It was my benefactor who saved Anan. I don't know how to repay you. I...I kowtow to you!"
"No need." Chu Ran used spiritual power to support his knocked head, "I'm just doing it."
As she said that, she looked at Anan, "Do you know the person who hurt you?"
He shook his head and sniffed.
"I don't know them, but before I fell into coma, I heard them saying that they wanted to sell that thing for a good price! They will definitely go to the black market! Because it's only open at night."
"Oh? Black market?"
From his words, Chu Ran roughly understood what the so-called black market was all about.
There are people from all walks of life gathered there, and some things that cannot be sold openly will appear on the black market.
No one knows who the owner of the black market is. They only know that the place has existed in the Imperial City for decades.
"Is it a black market?" Chu Ran's eyes flashed.
After telling Anan to take a good rest and leave him a healing elixir, Chu Ran left the inn.
"Anan, where did you meet such a powerful person?"
In the eyes of the world, the elixir is priceless, but the other party is like cabbage, giving it to you as soon as you say it.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the boy would have thought he was dreaming.
"Who is he?" His heart was filled with countless doubts, and he asked quickly, "What does it have to do with you?"
"I don't know either." Anan held the elixir tightly, thinking about that adult, and her heart felt hot.
The night is getting darker.
Chu Ran came to the northern suburbs alone. According to Anan's story, he passed through a large area of gray and dilapidated houses and came to the three-story hanging tower at the back.
There is no one guarding the Diaolou, but she can sense the aura of a warrior hidden in the dark. The lowest level is a ninth-grade spiritual attendant and a half-step spiritual master!
You must know that the guards of the General's Mansion are only spiritual servants. It can be seen that the master behind the black market is definitely not simple!
Stepping into the building, the wall in the lobby on the first floor has been opened, revealing a dark passage.
Chu Ran walked all the way down the steps of the passage. Before he reached the end, there were sudden footsteps behind him.
"The skin will become tight after a while. This is a ninth-level elixir! It is definitely a hot commodity. Be careful not to be snatched away by others!"
Chu Ran's steps suddenly stopped.
The Spirit Gathering Pill she gave to Anan was unfortunately also at the ninth level!