Qin Yan woke up from the chaos and opened his eyes to see a plain white world. The gauze tents are entangled, and the curtains are covered, all pure white.

Where is this? Not the stone chamber in your cave...... It's not a bedroom for Qingweiju...... It's a completely foreign place.

However, as long as it is not the gloomy Yama Temple, it means that he is saved after all. No matter who saved him, even if it wasn't out of kindness, it showed that he still had a certain value of use, and this young master could gain some valuable time with this......

He remembered his situation and hurriedly mobilized his divine sense to probe the situation in his body. Unexpectedly, just a slight thought, a sharp pain came from his brain, as if he had been pierced by a sharp cone, which provoked his fragile consciousness that had just awakened almost dissipated. He gritted his teeth and didn't moan, trying to take a sip, but his throat was as uncomfortable as fire. He tried to move his hands and feet again, but he only got a numb sensation that made him panic more than the pain. He began to worry about whether he would really survive.

In a feeling of discomfort with a dry mouth, his consciousness slowly sank again......

I don't know how long it took, but he woke up in an even more uncomfortable cold, his hands and feet were cold, and his whole body was shivering. He was awakened by the cold. He struggled to open his eyes and saw that there was a paleness in front of him.

"You're awake!" A crisp voice sounded in his ears, Qin Yan's eyes turned to the right corner, and he saw a young girl standing up and walking directly in front of him. The voice was unfamiliar, not someone I'd seen before. Qin Yan opened his mouth with great difficulty, and only made an astringent sound: "Cold ......"

"Huh? I'll turn up the heat. The girl hurriedly squatted down, picked up the fan and fanned it vigorously under the bed. Qin Yan heard the sound of crackling flames burning under the bed, and only then did he know that there was a fire under the bed. But why is he still cold? His limbs are cold, cold. But the good news is that my hands and feet are finally sentient. He reached out, fingertips touching the warm, soft quilt. It turns out that everywhere else is hot. Qin Yan struggled to move to the side.

The girl who fanned the fire heard the sound, looked up and saw that he was trying to remove it as best she could, and a look of doubt flashed in her eyes. She freed up one hand, reached into the quilt without hesitation, and immediately exclaimed: "Ah, why is it cold?" She then went to touch Qin Yan's body, feeling as cold as a popsicle, and hurriedly got up and shouted: "I'll call Lang Zhong!"

She hurried out. Qin Yan was in a hurry, and opened his mouth to call her, but there was only a difficult and vague tone coming out of his throat, and he didn't have time to stop the girl's distant figure.

He had no choice but to accept his fate. Now the heroes on the rivers and lakes must be buying his head at a high price! Buying him for his own death for 50,000 taels of silver, the god of fate is so humorous!

He was silent for a moment, looking at his body little by little, and came to a very bad conclusion. The spiritual power, blood qi, and divine consciousness were all exhausted, and only a little internal force remained, slowly swimming in the broken meridians. But even this little internal force can't be used, as long as he has the slightest thought, the meridians will be painful and cracking. The situation is worse than ever!

In the middle of the night, the door was pushed open, and the girl led a tall, thin, cold-looking man in.

When the man saw Qin Yan, his expression changed slightly, he quickly stepped forward and pinched his wrist, and after a few seconds of visiting, he frowned and said, "You haven't died after such a serious injury, and it can be regarded as your creation." ”

Qin Yan couldn't make a sound, so he could only tug the corners of his mouth and sketch an ugly smile.

The man shook his head and said, "Relax, don't resist." As he spoke, he pressed his hands on Qin Yan's palms, closed his eyes, and transmitted a warm and gentle power, which slowly penetrated into all parts of his body, making him feel much better, at least his throat and eyes were not so painful. Qin Yan was not in a hurry to speak, and quietly felt the feeling of a warm spring-like power integrating into his body, and the heavy injuries in his body were being slowly repaired, especially the cracks in the meridians, which gradually recovered their smoothness.

After a long time, the man withdrew his strength, opened his eyes and breathed a long sigh of relief, and said, "I can only help him stabilize his condition for the time being, and whether he can recover or not depends on his own creation." ”

The girl said worriedly: "Mr. Su, isn't there a safe way?"

Mr. Su shook his head: "With an injury like his, it's already a blessing not to die." If you want to be completely cured, it is estimated that only the legendary Mingxi Medical Immortal can do it. But, with all due respect, if he dies, it might be a good thing for you. ”

The girl bit her lip: "I finally fished him up from the river, how can I watch him die?" Mr. Su, can you think of a way to prescribe some potions that are conducive to recovery...... I don't have to worry about the price, I've saved some money in the past few years......"

Mr. Su chuckled a few times: "There is no cheap famous medicine in the world, and it will be a drop in the bucket if you invest your little money." But don't worry, since it's the person you fancie, I won't let him go. I'll prescribe a dose of medication first, and it should have some effect. When my brother comes back, he may have a better solution. ”

The girl blushed and lowered her head, and said in a low voice, "Thank you, Mr. Su." ”

Mr. Su explained a few more words, and then said goodbye and left.

He returned to the pharmacy, walked briskly to the study, and quickly wrote down a note, which was passed on by the pigeon's feet tied to the backyard. Watching the pigeon flutter its wings and fly away, he wiped the sweat on his head and muttered, "Mei'er, thanks to you......"

After Mr. Su left, there were only two people left in the bedroom, and the atmosphere became a little weird.

The girl took care of Qin Yan for several days, thinking that she was used to it, but when she was really watched by Qin Yan quietly, she felt that her cheeks were like fire, and a pair of skillful hands that were envied by countless people could hardly find a place to place at this time. She inhaled softly, trying to break the ice with a voice, and the words swirled around her mouth, but she could never get out.

After a while, Qin Yan came back to his senses from his trance, saw the girl's embarrassment, smiled lightly, and said, "Miss Mei'er, thank you for saving your life." But you shouldn't have called that Lang Zhong over. ”

"Why?"

Qin Yan sighed: "I was hunted down by traitors, and many people are searching for my whereabouts, if they find me......"

"No, it won't. Mei'er's voice raised slightly, "Mr. Su is not that kind of person!"

"Wealth is moving, no one can say. I don't care, I'm afraid it will affect you. ”

"I'm not afraid! They won't dare to do anything to me, and I'll never let them hurt you again. Meier said firmly. When she first met Qin Yan's eyes, she was already so determined.

Qin Yan smiled slightly. He didn't know why the little girl believed him so easily, but he decided not to dwell on the subject, and instead asked, "Miss Mei'er, where did you rescue me?"