Ye Qingwan moved her body with difficulty, it seemed that because there were trees growing along the cliff wall in the middle, her body didn't seem to be damaged much......

"Broke three ribs, fractured lower legs, and poisoned face." She judged the injuries on her body with great calmness.

She could feel the blood flowing, and her life was flowing away at the same time...... And the calmness in her tone bordered on indifference, as if the wounds were not on her.

She moved her fingers with some difficulty, and she saw herbs growing on the cliff wall to stop bleeding, but that was not enough!

In her previous life, she was kept in captivity by her biological father, a madman who lost himself for the sake of medicine, in the deep mountains and old forests for fifteen years!

He used her to do experiments, do research, and do his medicine, so since he was a child, he grew up with Ye Qingjuan, only incomparably complicated medical books, ancient and modern, Chinese and foreign, in her brain, it is like having a medical library, all medical knowledge, there is nothing she doesn't know!

She was frail when she was a child, and in order to improve her physique, his father not only taught her martial arts, but also mastered all poison and medical skills.

Ye Qingwan held the hemostatic grass, put it in his mouth and bit it, and then applied it to the wound, relieving some of the pain slightly.

She took some materials on the spot, made a scaffold, and struggled to get up from the ground, a sharp pain came from the wound, and her face still had a scarce expression, as if she didn't feel pain.

The temperature at the bottom of the mountain was very low, and the cold wind blew on her hot face, and she could feel the skin on her face cracking, and the blood was constantly flowing down.

It's not that she can't cure this poison, but she doesn't have any medicinal materials now, and she can't do anything if she has no medical skills.

She remembered that there was a large medicine garden here, and this was her only reliance if she wanted to survive. Ye Qingwan walked forward with difficulty, relying on the faint impression of this place in his memory, looking for the medicine garden.

It's just that Ye Qingwan didn't expect that when she went, she would see such a fragrant and glamorous scene! She stared unblinkingly at the scene ahead.

I saw a white glowing male body appear in her field of vision under a waist-deep pale blue spring water.

The fair-skinned, almost glowing body, with well-defined muscles, is as graceful as a work of art made by God.

The man's face was hidden in the mist, and the shadow was full of shadows, except for a few coughs occasionally heard, not violent, but continuously, as if he was going to cough up his life.

Ye Qingwan just listened to the voice, and knew that this person's illness was not light! But even so, it doesn't detract from the other party's demeanor at all.

The momentum that lingers around him gives people a sense of nobility and elegance. He lay on the edge of the pool, his body leaned back slightly, one hand hanging in the pool, one hand gently covering his mouth, the lines of his abdomen because of this action, very tense unfolding, and the lines on it were clearly visible.

The head was slightly bowed, and from the mist, a smooth chin was faintly revealed. The graceful curvature revealed alone is enough to prove that this man is absolutely demonic.

However, Ye Qingwan didn't stay on the man's body for too long, and turned his gaze to the medicine field next to the pond.

Blood dragon ginseng, gentian grass...... Countless good herbs. Just as Ye Qingwan was about to sneak over to get some herbs, he raised his eyes slightly, and met a pair of cold eyes, like ice and snow in the wax moon, extremely deep and cold.

Just at a glance, Ye Qingwan felt that this person was very difficult to mess with!

"Who's ——! there?"