This is the most restful sleep Dou Qingshuang has slept in more than ten years.

Although there were nightmares, in the end, her mother seemed to be lying in A-Niang's arms, which made people's hearts calm, and she couldn't help but rub against the warm ocean.

But the ocean didn't seem to like her, and the waves hit her head layer after layer, and it hurt and itched, and she couldn't wave her hand anymore.

Dou Qingshuang opened her eyes violently, and a handsome face was enlarged in front of her, and her black jade-like eyes were staring at her without blinking, as if she was going to be eaten alive.

She was shocked, and subconsciously waved away, and the silver light in her hand flashed, stabbing towards the handsome face.

Zhao Yu reacted very quickly, grabbed her hand, glanced at the silver needle that was only a few inches away from his eyebrow bone, the corners of his lips twitched slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he leaned closer, "Okay, you ungrateful girl, if it weren't for the rescue of this son, your life would have been gone long ago, if you don't reciprocate, you dare to hurt me?" ”

The breathing of the two was entangled, ambiguous, Dou Qingshuang recovered a little sane, silently withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes to look elsewhere, and coughed lightly: "I'm sorry." ”

Dou Qingshuang was embarrassed and annoyed, in her dream, she seemed to regard Zhao Yu as her aunt, and she didn't know if she had said any shameful nonsense.

Zhao Yu didn't know what she was thinking, but when he saw that she was awake, he got up and looked around. Seeing his attentive appearance, Dou Qingshuang turned his back to the light and slowly pulled down the clothes on his shoulders. The short man in black had too much to do with his palm, like a sharp blade wounding his skin, his shoulders were purple, his skin and flesh were turned over, and his flesh was blurred, which was very terrifying, if she hadn't used silver needles to seal the blood position, she was afraid that she would have died of excessive blood loss.

Her arms were weak, her hand holding the dagger was shaking, Dou Qingshuang gritted her teeth, her heart was horizontal, and with a slight force, there was a sound of the blade entering her body.

Xue Han is the legendary dagger, extremely sharp, only three points of strength, most of it is not in the flesh, ripping the flesh like cutting mud, it is easy to remove the necrotic meat, she gasps in pain, she is dizzy in front of her, and her body is weak, and she falls to the ground.

Zhao Yu heard the movement, hurriedly turned around, saw her fall to the ground, quickly stepped forward and squatted down, helped Dou Qingshuang up, his eyes fell on her shoulder, and his brows were a little deeper, "Are you tired of living?" ”

The clothes on Dou Qingshuang's shoulders were already loose and half-hanging, the belt was gradually loosening, and the clothes were not scattered, but Dou Qingshuang's open consciousness was ahead for thousands of years, and at this moment, he couldn't help but blush his cheeks, "I didn't expect this knife to be so fast." ”

However, Zhao Yu didn't feel anything wrong at all, staring at her almost visible wounds, a little spark inexplicably appeared in his heart, and after a while, he took out a porcelain bottle from his arms, uncorked it, poured out some light yellow powder, and sprinkled it evenly on Dou Qingshuang's wound.

Dou Qingshuang sniffed, looking a little surprised, "Yao muscle cream? ”

She has studied medicine since she was a child, and she has read ancient books in the library and seen many strange medicines, including this Flavor Shine Muscle Cream.

This cream is decocted with seven kinds of hemostatic herbs, with a unique medicine, three pots boiled to a bowl of Fangcheng sun-dried into powder, can stop bleeding and build muscles, do not leave scars, so that the wound skin is restored as before, the effect is powerful, it is made by a miracle doctor thousands of years ago, was given the name of the first emperor at that time.

The codex that recorded this prescription was so attractive that Dou Qingshuang had spent days memorizing it, and she had secretly studied it, but it had not been produced so far because of the lack of medicine.

Therefore, when Zhao Yu uncorked the bottle, Dou Qingshuang smelled the familiar smell of medicine, as well as the unique fragrance that seemed to be nothing.

Presumably, that's the medicine for the Muscle Cream.

"It's a capable person," Zhao Yu didn't look at her, his eyes were focused and carefully applied to her, and after a while, the medicine powder in the bottle was exhausted, Zhao Yu threw the empty bottle in the corner, and looked at her directly, "It's the head of the Tai Hospital here, I'm afraid it's hard to know what it is." Little girl of the Dou family, your medical skills seem to be unexpected in this world. ”

The old man in the Tai Hospital was quite close to himself. When he was playing with the porcelain vase, he took it curiously to the old man to smell. Asked him what kind of treasure he was, but the old man shook his head with a smile and said, It's just an ordinary seven-flavor medicinal herb.

He is not a knowledgeable person, and he is also incapable.

Zhao Yu was quite disgusted with him, and the old man didn't seem to be annoyed, and still greeted him with a smile.

"The one who taught me medical skills is a strange old man," Dou Qingshuang said lightly, "My master has walked the rivers and lakes, and he has seen a lot of evil sects and crooked ways, and it is not unusual to know this frost." ”

"What about your master?"

"Dead," Dou Qingshuang lied, her face not red or breathless, her eyes sincere, meeting his scrutinizing gaze, "He had a strange temper, and he liked to go to dangerous places in search of rare materials, and finally drowned in a swamp. ”

"Oh, that death is unjust," Zhao Yu leaned closer to her, pulled her clothes up, and stared at her fiercely, "Otherwise, when will it be Su Changwang's turn to get this world-renowned thing?" ”

Su Changwang inherited the Guigu and was respected by the world, but compared with the strange doctor who could save the people in the world, the Guigu seemed to be only used by the royal family and respected by the people, but it could not solve the people's worries.

Therefore, the people love the legendary miracle doctor even more, and the things she left behind have been frantically fought for by future generations, and passed on by word of mouth.

And as for the emperor a hundred years ago, who remembers?

Dou Qingshuang didn't speak, just stared at his cuffs, was silent for a long time, and finally couldn't help but say, "Do you still have Yao Muscle Cream?" ”

"You think it's gold, and it's all over the place?" Zhao Yu stretched out his finger and gently poked her head, the delicate touch made him can't help but poke it twice, "It is much longer than the existence of this Nanshu Palace, and it is the most precious ancient thing since the founding of our dynasty." ”

Isn't that an expired medicine!

Dou Qingshuang's face was dark, I don't know if it was a psychological effect, I felt that there was a layer of bacteria on my shoulder, firmly shrouded in his wounds, breeding more microorganisms and bacteria.

This sensation makes the scalp tingle for a while.

Zhao Yu saw that her face was ugly, and thought that she was caused by the pain of the wound, so he was silent for a while, sighed and said, "This son really owes you." ”

He took out a refined wooden box from his bosom and put it into Dou Qingshuang's palm, with a stiff smile on his face, "Remember, you owe this son a favor, and you will have to pay it back in the future!" ”

There was a strange medicinal fragrance oozing out of the wooden box, Xu is the shadow of the Yao Muscle Cream was too strong, Dou Qingshuang had a psychological shadow, and instinctively resisted: "No need, the prince should use it himself!" ”