Qing Cang quietly read the story written by Ji Ruxi and couldn't help but sigh: "Falling flowers fall in love with flowing water, want to go with the water, flowing water falls in love with falling flowers, and wants to settle down with her, so they will be still into a lake." ”

"Yes, so in life, the most important thing is choice." After Ji Ruxi finished speaking, Qingcang scratched the tip of her nose dotingly. This time the story takes place between a killer and a little medicine boy.

That day, there was a heavy rainstorm, lightning and thunder, the day was as dark as the night, and Ye Wanyi had just left the division and came to the rivers and lakes to practice.

"It's really unlucky, it's not good to be a teacher." Ye Wanyi complained and entered a dilapidated temple, which could be regarded as a place to stay. She took out the Xiu Wei in her arms and wiped her wet hair. A bolt of lightning struck and illuminated the ruined temple, and for a moment it dimmed again. The windows of the ruined temple creaked in the wind, giving the already weird ruined temple a terrifying color. Ye Wanyi took the straw next to her, wanting to lay some comfortable sleep. I only felt that the palm of my hand was sticky, and there was a fishy smell. Just as another bolt of lightning struck.

"Ahh Ye Wanyi screamed, and she clearly saw that there was blood on her hands. Ye Wan settled down and immediately took the fire fold in the baggage.

"Everyone, excuse me, the little girl is just passing by, passing by, don't scare me." As he spoke, a hand grabbed Ye Wanyi's ankle, Ye Wanyi stiffened in place, and looked down to see a bloody hand grabbing her ankle. She turned her head tremblingly and was relieved to see that it was a person.

"Help me, save me." The man struggled to spit out a few words, and his voice was small.

"Big brother, can you stop being so scary?" Ye Wanyi patted her frightened chest. With great difficulty, he helped the man to the straw.

"Why did you hurt so badly?" Ye Wanyi frowned, at this moment, the man's clothes were already stuck with the flesh and skin. Ye Wanyi took out the knife in the bag and cut the man's clothes, every time she pulled it, the man trembled, and he always endured it.

"Lucky for you, I'm a doctor." Ye Wanyi said, took off the man's shirt, large and small, deep and shallow scars covered his back, just injured, the skin and flesh were open, and blood was coming out from time to time. Overnight, Wanyi has followed her master to save lives and help the injured since she was a child, and she has never seen anyone with so many wounds.

Ye Wanyi cleaned up the blood stains and gave the man a hemostatic dispersion, compared to the injury on his back, which was relatively light, bandaged his back, and Ye Wanyi turned the man over.

The knife wound in front of him was only half an inch away from hurting his lungs, and the wound had become infected and suppurated without treatment. The man was unconscious at the moment.

"It's okay, so you can suffer a little less." Ye Wanyi said to herself, putting the knife on the fire fold and roasting it. She had to cut off his carrion, and even the unconscious man frowned tightly as the knife cut his flesh little by little. After dealing with it, Ye Wanyi also breathed a sigh of relief.

Ye Wanyi's slender hand probed the man's forehead, and as expected, he was suffering from a fever at the moment. Ye Wanyi frowned, looked at the weather outside, and was afraid that she could only wait for the rain to stop before looking for medicine.

Ye Wanyi was a person with a slight cleanliness fetish, and frowned when she looked at the blood stains in the ruined temple. Seeing that the rain did not stop, he cleaned up, and when Ye Wanyi finished cleaning up, the rain outside also stopped. The blood-stained straw was also washed clean by the rain. Seeing that the man was still in a coma, and he was in the mountains, Ye Wanyi was afraid that he would be eaten by something, so she covered his body with thick straw, and went to look for medicinal herbs after carrying something, as the master said, this mountain is full of treasures.

"You two go over there, he will not be able to go far if he is seriously injured, and we will chase after him separately." A man in black commanded.

"Yes." The men in black scattered in all directions.

"Look, there's a ruined temple there." A man in black pointed.

"Let's go over and have a look." The Shadow commanded. The dilapidated temple is very small, because it has rained heavily and there is a musty smell at the moment, which is very unpleasant. The shadow and the man in black covered their noses and walked in, the inside was very small and could be seen, and they walked around the ruined temple, not even behind the Buddha statue.

"Head, it seems that the hidden shadow can't hide here, he is seriously injured, there is no blood here at all." The man in black respectfully retribution.

"Hmm." The Shadow also thought so, and the other men in black also searched to no avail, so they gave the order to retreat.

Ye Wanyi walked back with a lot of herbs, and saw a lot of messy footprints in the broken temple, and panicked.

"Oops." She hurriedly turned over the straw where the man was hiding, and was relieved to see that he was still there. Ye Wanyi looked around, there was no place to decoct the medicine, there was no way, she could only mash the medicine and make juice to pour it into the man. She fed the man some water and ginseng tablets every day to hang the man's lifeline. On the evening of the second day, the man woke up leisurely, and what caught his eye was Ye Wanyi, who was dressed as a man.

"You saved me." The man's tone was affirmative, he knew that someone had fed him medicine and water, but his eyelids were too heavy to open now, and now the bitter taste of the medicine remained in his mouth. Ye Wanyi nodded, and put her hand on his forehead again.

"It's not burning anymore, it should be fine." Ye Wanyi smiled sweetly at the man. The man had not seen such clear eyes and such a warm smile in a long time. The man tried to get up, but the pain caused him to cough violently. He realized that he had no strength at this time.

"Your injuries aren't healed yet, and you can't move." Ye Wanyi pursed her lips and casually threw a steamed bun to the man. "If you don't want to die, eat it, what's your name?"

Ye Wanyi looked at the man and said.

"Name?" The man was stunned for a while, since he joined the killer organization, everyone called him Hidden Shadow, and he himself forgot that he still had a name, which was ridiculous. "An Yuze." The man replied to Ye Wanyi.

"The night is graceful, the night is dark, the graceful grace, the birds are dependent on people." Ye Wanting introduced herself like this. After another day like this, An Yuze wanted to leave here after recovering some strength, he didn't want to bring disaster to the woman next to him. Ye Wanting smiled brightly, she had already discovered An Yuze's intentions, but now she couldn't let him go, saving people was her consistent style of Ye Wanting. An Yuze touched his dizzy head and fell on the straw again, he spent the next half a month in a coma, and by the time he found that he had strength, the injury had already healed most of the time.

So An Yuze and Ye Wanyi went down the mountain together. The wound has already scabbed, and this is the most uncomfortable time, and the itching is unbearable like thousands of ants crawling and gnawing on the skin. Even if it is an iron-clad man like An Yuze, he is always upset.