All the staff crazily criticize the villain, only the heroine is cute

"Master!"

Qi Gu stood outside the hospital until dawn when he heard a subtle sound of opening the door.

Ning Yan closed the door expressionlessly, with a calm expression. When she heard Qi Gu calling her, she subconsciously glanced in his direction.

Qi Gu stepped forward and asked, "Looking at Master's expression, do you think the new student is okay?"

Ning Yan hummed very coldly.

Qi Gu breathed a sigh of relief, and the tension on his face dissipated. Just as he was about to take another look through the closed door, he heard a dull cough from in front of him.

Ning Yan covered her lips, her usually indifferent face looked even paler, her brows were slightly frowned, and she seemed to be weaker than usual.

"What happened, Master?"

Qi Gu was startled and hurriedly stepped forward to care about her situation.

Ning Yan used her other hand to block it, and lightly said two words: "No problem."

Looking at her obviously pale face, Qi Gu felt even more worried, but he had to keep silent because of Ning Yan's attitude.

"I'm fine now. Please pay attention to your recovery these days. If you accidentally die in our Qingfeng Realm, it will be really unpleasant to spread."

"If you have nothing to do today, don't come over and disturb me."

Qi Gu looked at his master who still had the iceberg face that had not changed for thousands of years, and the words he spat out were as cold as three feet of ice. He pursed his lips and said in a low voice.

Ning Yan said no more, turned around and left.

He didn't know if it was his relatives' misunderstanding, but he always felt that the master's back in front of him looked a little empty, and the cough just now...

Qi Gu shook his head.

The master is highly cultivated, how could he be injured by this mediocre new student?He must be overthinking this.

However, the fact is that Ning Yan feels that her current condition is very bad, especially the throbbing pain in her dantian, which is so painful that she almost faints.

But on the way back, I always ran into disciples of the Qingfeng Sect. Everyone had to stop and salute her when they saw her, and they couldn't avoid them even if they wanted to.

Ning Yan gritted her teeth and maintained her usual appearance, speeding up and rushing back.

The moment she entered the room and the door was slammed shut, the expression she tried hard to maintain was instantly chapped, and her facial features were almost twisted in pain.

Looking for memories, Ning Yan staggered to the place where the original owner usually kept the elixirs, rummaged through the boxes and cabinets, and found a small porcelain bottle.

There was only one brown pill left in the porcelain bottle. Ning Yan swallowed the pill without any hesitation.

After simply adjusting his breath for a moment, he slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.

This medicine was made by the original owner after a lot of effort in order to improve his cultivation.

Not only were the medicinal materials valuable and rare, but the refiner's control was also extremely precise. She had tried countless times before finally getting this one.

Ning Yan felt the pain gradually lessening in her dantian, and the previously missing strength was slowly being replenished.

Although there is still some discomfort, it is much better than before.

Ning Yan's heart suddenly relaxed, and the tension in her body was relieved, and she leaned back on the bed.

The two forces in Cang Ming's body were really overbearing, and they were just a little bit close to getting her involved.

Fortunately, everything went well. The two powers originally existed in Cang Ming's body, and one of them was suppressed by the Demon Lord and has been sleeping in his body.

If it hadn't been a matter of life and death today, she wouldn't have let this suppressed power suddenly come out. If she had moved any slower at that time, Cang Ming would have exploded and died.

A thunder outside the window jolted Ning Yan, who was deep in thought. She rested her arms on the bed, raised her upper body and glanced out the window. In an instant, a heavy rain poured down.

It's like it's foreshadowing the upcoming darkened version of Cang Ming.

Ning Yan took a deep breath and decided to get a full sleep before facing that difficult man.

……

After the new rain, the sky turned blue.

The medicine house was empty and silent, filled with a strong fragrance of medicine.

On the short couch, the thin young man suddenly opened his eyes.

Cang Ming had just woken up, and her vision was still blurry for a moment. She stared blankly at the beams with strings of dried medicinal materials hanging above her head for a while, and then her vision gradually became clear.

This is……

Cang Ming sat up and glanced around with his peripheral vision, his eyes obviously full of impatience and boredom.

Is he still dreaming?

Why did I dream about the Qingfeng Sect's stone tablet before, and now I dream about this medicine house that he had razed to the ground long ago?

There was an annoyance everywhere in this room that he couldn't express, and all the furnishings with the characters of Qingfeng Sect inside made Cang Ming extremely disgusted.

Since it was in a dream, he didn't mind ruining it all again.

The young man looked at everything around him coldly, and just as he was about to raise his hand, the door of the hospital was suddenly pushed open.

Cang Ming paused with his hands and squinted his eyes to look at the person coming.

"You're awake! How are you? Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"

Qi Gu was still holding the medicine in his hand, and looked surprised when he saw the young man who had woken up on the low couch not far away.

"You almost scared us to death! Do you know how long you were asleep? Three days, three whole days!"

"Fortunately, you finally woke up, otherwise I would have to call Master again."

Qi Guli's cold-faced master, who was always a chatterbox in private, walked quickly to Cang Ming, handed the medicine in his hand to him, and raised his eyebrows at him.

"Since you're awake, that's good. Just drink the medicine yourself."

Cang Ming looked at Qi Gu's face in silence, her eyes getting darker and darker.

He remembered that the person in front of him was his senior brother who first joined the Qingfeng Sect. He was not bad, but his brain was kicked by a donkey, and he wanted to be the lackey of that femme fatale woman.

What happened to him today?

Why do I keep dreaming about things from the past?

Cang Ming said nothing. Qi Gu lowered his head and glanced at the dark medicine in his hand. After pondering for two seconds, he thought it was because he was afraid that the medicine would be too bitter.

Qi Gu gave him a friendly smile, grabbed the young man's chin with his hand while he wasn't paying attention, and was about to pour the medicine into him.

Unexpectedly, the young man moved faster. The moment before his hand touched the other person's chin, Cang Ming quickly turned to the other side, grabbed his wrist holding the medicine, and pinned him to the edge of the couch.

"Ouch, take it easy!"

Qi Gu ignored the pain in his hand and stared at the bowl of dark medicine, "I stayed up for two full hours! Don't spill it!"

Cang Ming looked at him coldly, "Who are you?"

Qi Gu's hands were trembling, "Who am I? I am your senior brother. You fainted after climbing the mountain for the last test a few days ago. Do you have no memory?"

Cang Ming suppressed the surprise in his heart and asked again: "What kind of medicine is this?"

"You were about to die that day. Master finally saved you. This medicine is naturally for you to recuperate. Hey, do you want to drink it or not?"

"If you don't let go of my hand, I really can't hold it anymore!"

Qi Gu looked at the crumbling bowl of medicine in his hand, and his heart was bleeding.