The house was confiscated at the beginning, so I evacuated my enemy's house to escape.

Feng Jiuyan curled his lips and came out of the big tree behind him.

She first walked up to the men in black, and everyone kicked them viciously to vent their anger.

Damn, if it weren't for them, she wouldn't have fallen off the cliff!

Go to the haystack and put out the haystack that is about to burn out. Picking up a stick, he dug a hole and buried them.

"Okay, hey, what a waste of my poison!" Feng Jiuyan said regretfully.

She wiped the dirt off her palms, crossed her knees, and stood up.

She walked up to the man in brocade robes and stared at him for a long time. "Tsk, tsk, he was poisoned and injured again. His strength is not low. It's amazing."

After saying that, Feng Jiuyan raised her hands and bowed to the man in brocade robes.

The man in brocade robe raised his eyes and glanced at her expressionlessly, "Do you know I was poisoned?"

Feng Jiuyan didn't want to expose his strength, clasping his little hands behind his back, he sneered, "Nonsense, everyone can see that you are poisonous! What's more, the wounds on your back have turned black, and the corners of your lips have become... It’s still covered in black blood.”

"The girl is very attentive. Anyway, thank you very much for your help today, I can save my life. Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with the girl. I am the one who got you involved. I'm really sorry."

After saying that, the man in brocade robe bowed slightly, raised his hand, and bowed in the direction of Feng Jiuyan.

"Humph, I guess you still have some self-awareness!" Feng Jiuyan raised her eyebrows and said with her arms folded across her chest.

Originally, she was just pretending to hunt, but she was involved in this unnecessary disaster, and she was still wet all over. It was really unlucky.

However, Feng Jiuyan glanced at the cold, handsome, noble man.

Forget it, just think of it as the ticket you pay to see handsome guys.

Feng Jiu spoke calmly and generously and held her hands towards the man, looking quite free and easy.

She raised the corners of her lips and smiled, "In this way, little lady, I will take my leave first. The green mountains will not change, the green water will always flow, and we will never see you again!"

The man in brocade robe: "..."

Will the future be indefinite?

Is this how the sentence is used?

Feng Jiuyan turned around and left, waving her hand back, "I'm leaving, I won't send you off!"

The man in brocade robe watched the little girl turn around neatly without any nostalgia, and even waved her hand towards him, looking quite cool.

I have never seen a girl who can be so relaxed and free in front of him. There is no clinging to others, no groveling, no pretentiousness, or stuttering to please.

It's really fun.

Thinking of this, the man in brocade robe couldn't help but smile lowly. The laughter touched his wound, and he couldn't help but cough violently.

"Cough cough cough-"

The suppressed cough of the man in brocade robes came from behind, and Feng Jiuyan couldn't help but pause as he walked forward.

He turned around and looked directly at the man in brocade robes.

Feng Jiuyan's eyes wandered uncontrollably on the face of the man in brocade robes. She has sharp eyebrows, starry eyes, a high bridge of nose, a pair of thin lips, and a tear mole at the end of her left eyebrow. This tear mole added a touch of coquettishness to his handsome face.

Sure enough, a man should look like a man and should not look so attractive. With such a good-looking appearance, it is easy for a woman like her to lose her principles——

"What, I... let me help you detoxify!" Feng Jiuyan couldn't help but said.

As soon as she finished speaking, Feng Jiuyan regretted it. Only by being alone and pretending to be deaf can you live a long life. Do you understand? I really want to slap myself on the ear.

Thinking this way, Feng Jiuyan did this. She gently slapped her mouth twice with her hand, looking remorseful.

The smile on the man's face grew wider, but the little girl was actually quite interesting.

Well, very interesting!

Without giving Feng Jiuyan any chance to regret, the man in brocade robes tightly grabbed her eyeballs with cold eyes, "In this case, I'll have you, Miss."

Feng Jiuyan: "..."

Where is our fine Chinese tradition? Don't you have to be polite and evasive?

Why is it not like this when we get to the man in brocade robe?

Feng Jiuyan looked away, no longer looking at that charming and handsome face. Under the cover of his wide sleeves, he took out a bottle of Baidu Jiewan and a bamboo tube of spiritual spring water from the space.

Baidu Jiewan was a detoxification pill specially developed by her in her free time in the army's medicine room based on various poisons found in ancient books. Just one pill can cure hundreds of poisons. She never thought that this Hundred Poison Antidote Pills would be useful one day.

She walked slowly to the man in the brocade robe and poured out a pill from the porcelain white medicine bottle. "This is the Jie Bai Du pill. Open your mouth!" Feng Jiuyan ordered.

The man in brocade robe opened his mouth very cooperatively and took the pill in Feng Jiuyan's hand into his mouth.

When her soft thin lips touched her slender white fingers, Feng Jiuyan suddenly pulled back as if her fingers were burned, and a blush appeared on her fair little face.

She turned her head and looked aside, throwing the bamboo tube in her hand into the man's arms hastily, "What, this is water, drink it."

The man in brocade robe curled his lips, he was actually a thin-skinned man.

He picked up the bamboo tube and looked at Feng Jiuyan, "Girl, drink it yourself. I'm not thirsty."

Feng Jiuyan made a "whoosh" sound and immediately turned to glare at the man in brocade robes, "No, you're thirsty!"

Who cares whether he is thirsty or not? There is spiritual spring water in this bamboo tube. Drinking the spiritual spring water will relieve his poison faster, and the wounds on his back will also heal faster.

She may not give it to others. That is to say, she has no principles again and again in front of this handsome face.

The man in the brocade robe looked at the little girl who looked angry, her mouth was pouted, her cheeks were swollen, and her nose was slightly twitching with anger.

The man in the brocade robe laughed, no longer refused, pulled out the stopper, opened his mouth slightly, and took a sip of water from the bamboo tube.

A flash of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he stared at the bamboo tube in his hand, frowning in deep thought. He didn't know if it was his imagination, but the water in the bamboo tube was actually very sweet.

Moreover, after taking a sip, his body seemed to have some strength.

Stop talking and drink all the water in the bamboo tube.

In an instant, he felt that the injury on his back no longer hurt so much, and the discomfort caused by the poisoning also dissipated a lot.

He was sure that the water in the bamboo tube was hard-won. But the little girl in front of him gave him a drink from a bamboo tube that he had never met before. She was really a very kind person.

When the man in brocade robe looked at Feng Jiuyan, there was a little warmth in his eyes.

Feng Jiuyan watched the man finish drinking the spiritual spring water from the bamboo tube before smiling with satisfaction.

"Okay, the poison is gone. Now it's the trauma's turn."

Feng Jiuyan took out some white bandages, gold sore medicine, anesthetic spray, as well as some sutures and suture needles from his "sleeves" and placed them on a clean handkerchief.

Sutures, gold sore medicine, bandages, etc. are all available in this era.

However, the suture needles look different from those used by doctors in this era. Hers are more delicate and compact, while those used by doctors in ancient times are rougher.

As for the anesthetic spray, it is not a thing of this era.

The gaze of the man in brocade robes paused for a moment, and although he looked confused, he didn't say anything more.

The wound on the man in brocade robe was deep and long and needed stitches to heal quickly. If such a large wound is not treated properly, it may lead to inflammation and high fever, and it is very likely that the patient's life will not be saved.

You know, there were no anti-inflammatory drugs in ancient times, and wound inflammation can be fatal.

The man in the brocade robe stared at Feng Jiuyan's sleeves and said, "Girl, is there a treasure bag in your sleeve?"