Mu Fanyin listened to her words, and his heart was violently tugging for her, and he looked at her eyes in a daze, feeling a little overwhelmed: "I'm sorry...... I ......"

Pan Zhizhi gasped for breath, her chest rose and fell violently, she was angry, so she reached out and beat him fiercely: "You always make me worried, always make me uneasy, if you do this again, my heart will not be able to stand it!" You don't want to go, you can't leave me, you don't want to leave me alone......" She stopped what she was doing, her eyes were red, and tears were falling like rain.

Seeing this, Mu Fanyin was a little distressed, he immediately stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the tears in her eyes, and hugged her tightly: "I'm sorry...... Persistence, you are worried! ”

He explained to her: "I used to walk all the way in the snowy mountains, and I was also looking for people who sold medicinal herbs all the way. Unfortunately, I was hit by an avalanche. But I ran for my life in a hurry and escaped! However, just as I was about to climb the snowy peak, the snow collapsed, and I was about to fall from a great height. But at this time, an old man came to my rescue! Later, I went to his hut and talked with him for a while, only to find out that he was the one who sold medicinal herbs! And when he saw that it was getting late and the road was dangerous, he invited me to stay overnight, and when I saw that he was reasonable, I agreed......"

Pan Zhizhi heard this, thinking that he was in danger, so he looked at his body with concern: "I'm sorry...... I shouldn't blame you...... How are you? Are there any physical injuries? ”

Seeing that she cared about herself, Mu Fanyin's heart warmed, he shook his head and smiled slightly: "Am I such a fragile and incompetent person!" How can it be so easy to get hurt! ”

Pan Zhizhi spat disdainfully: "Smack! Just know that your mouth is hard! ”

Mu Fanyin said deliberately: "Alas, I don't know who has a hard mouth!" usually pretends not to care, but when it comes to danger, he is so nervous! ”

When Pan Zhizhi heard this, she felt a little sullen in her heart, she reached out and quickly pushed him away, she remembered what he said, and she was a little difficult to argue: "You...... Hum! So saying, she turned her face angrily away from him.

Mu Fanyin saw that she was really angry, and began to comfort her: "Lady, are you angry? Don't be angry! Big deal, I apologize to you! I'm sorry...... Wife! ”

Pan Zhizhi still didn't look at him, she pursed her mouth: "Perfunctory!" It's so perfunctory! ”

Mu Fanyin wrapped her arm: "How can that lady dissipate her anger?" ”

Pan Zhizhi glanced at the basket behind him: "Let's talk about it later!" You go and treat the sick first! ”

Mu Fanyin smiled: "Thank you for your understanding!" Then I'll go out first and come back later! With that, he walked away.

Pan Zhizhi looked at his back, then fell on the bed tiredly, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Mu Fanyin came to the medicine warehouse and put down the basket.

And when the doctors saw him come back, they looked surprised, and they said, "Doctor Mu is back!" The herbs are also available! ”

Mu Fanyin pointed to the medicinal materials and said, "Let's help classify the medicinal materials together!" ”

The doctors agreed, and together with him, they sorted and laid out the herbs in the basket.

After they finished classifying, they began to boil the medicine in separate furnaces.

After some time, when the medicine was boiled, they sent the soup to the patient.

And Mu Fanyin took the medicine box and the medicine soup, and came to the camp tent of King Ning and Leng Ji successively to treat them.

Another day passed, and the soldiers in the camp knew that Mu Fanyin was not dead, so they were in good spirits.

And Mu Fanyin knew about it, so he smiled and said a word to them, and as usual, he treated them and boiled medicine.

Pan Zhizhi felt that she was a little bored when she stayed in the camp every day, so she took the initiative to find Mu Fanyin and told him what she thought in her heart, wanting to help him like in Rencaotang.

Mu Fanyin thought about it and agreed.

So, Pan Zhizhi stayed by his side and helped him.

She helped him look at the soup that was boiling on the stove.

When the soup was ready, she took out some large bowls and poured the soup from the medicine stove into the bowl.

After pouring it, she gave the decoction to the wounded soldiers as Mu Fanyin had instructed, and let them drink it.

In this way, Pan Zhizhi spent his time busy, and his life was no longer boring.

But once, when Pan Zhizhi was delivering medicine to a patient, that person saw that Pan Zhizhi was born with a peugeot, and he felt a little light.

When Pan Zhizhi fed him medicine, he quickly stretched out his thief hand and touched her white and tender hand with a thief's heart.

She was startled, and immediately withdrew her hand, her eyes showed a cold light, stared at his face full of lewd smiles, and reached out to hit him hard.

And the face of the beaten soldier instantly imprinted a red and swollen palm print.

The man was furious when he had learned the lesson of pain, and he touched his wounded cheek, and quickly sprinkled the bowl of steaming potion on her white hand.

With a loud bang, the medicine bowl fell to the ground and was divided into pieces of broken tiles, and Pan Zhizhi's hands were instantly burned red and swollen.

When the other soldiers heard the loud noise, they also looked sideways and looked at them curiously.

At this time, Mu Fanyin came, his eyes wandered, he glanced at the debris on the ground, and then looked at the two of them: "What's going on?" ”

The man's eyes widened, he looked at Pan Zhizhi in horror, and said inarticulately, "She...... She, she, she...... Hit me! As he spoke, he raised his face and showed him the red slap prints on his face.

Seeing this, Mu Fanyin turned his head to look at Pan Zhizhi, he just wanted to speak, but when he saw a little red mark on her hand under her sleeve, he nervously held her hand, he pulled her sleeve, and saw the burned hand.

He stared at her hand, his heart was faintly distressed, and he said with concern: "Who did it?" As he spoke, he turned his head and stared at the man, "It's you!" ”

The man panicked and immediately quibbled, "Divine Doctor Mu...... Doctor Mu! Not me! As he spoke, he pointed his finger at Pan Zhizhi: "It's her!" It's you and herself, it's she who hurt me, it's she who wants to frame me! ”

When Pan Zhizhi heard this, he couldn't help but sneer: "Why should I burn my hands? Why should I frame you? ”

She added: "Speaking of framing, then you are also going to frame me!" ”

The man still didn't tell the truth, he shook his head in denial, and continued to quibble: "No...... No! ”

Seeing that he didn't admit it, Mu Fanyin turned his head to look at the wounded soldier who was approaching him: "What he said is the truth?" ”

The soldier survived by his healing, he could not lie, the soldier survived by his healing, he could not lie, and told everything as it was: "No! Doctor Mu, what he said was a lie, I despised Madame, Madame was angry, so I slapped him, and he was angry, so he burned Madame with a decoction! ”

。 Nine Heavenly God Emperors