After my soul traveled through time and space, I became the male protagonist Bai Yueguang

Unlike the anxiety in Mu Yanchen's room, Shen Zhao's room seemed much quieter.

Shen Zhao moved quickly. She knew Mu Yanchen couldn't wait, so she trotted to the kitchen, turned on the wall light, and opened the drawer. Inside were the medicinal herbs she had collected during the discussion with Zhao Qing in the afternoon. She had originally planned to use them tomorrow, but the situation was urgent now.

She quickly boiled the water, grabbed a handful of prepared herbs into a gauze bag, threw it into the boiling water and started timing. If someone was watching at the scene, they would find that Shen Zhao's movements were neat and quick, and the proportions of the herbs were exquisite. She did not look like a beginner apprentice of Chinese medicine at all.

The medicinal juice oozed out with a gurgling sound, and the originally clear boiling water slowly turned brown and yellow.

This medicine is not easy to prepare. Several special herbs must be added at the right time, and only one or two herbs are needed to produce significant effects.

Shen Zhao sat aside and closed her eyes. When the alarm on her cell phone rang, she added a processed herb into the already brown and yellow water. After being collected, this herb was cooked with eight other herbs to collect the juice and then air-dried. The medicinal properties of several herbs were concentrated into one herb, and after years of precipitation, it converged into a new medicinal effect. At this time, the herb looked like just a bare brown-red branch, but the scattered spots on it showed that it was different from other branches. Although this herb was difficult to make and might be hard to find in an ordinary small clinic, it was a piece of cake for a manor that had to prepare various herbs all year round.

When Shen Zhao mentioned it to Zhao Qing that afternoon, he gave her the key to the medicine storehouse, where she could easily find the Hongshan (a made-up name for the medicine) plant. There were five of them in the manor.

After adding Hongshan, the medicine liquid slowly emitted a little red as its name suggests, only slightly brighter than the original brown. When mixed into the original medicine liquid, it produced a chemical reaction and turned into a yellow-green color. There was also a faint sweet fragrance in the air, which was completely different from the thick black medicine juice that Mu Yanchen usually drank.

Shen Zhao was waiting for the medicine to finish simmering over a slow fire, but there were bursts of noise outside the door. She watched the medicine in the pot slowly solidify. According to her experience, it would only take another ten minutes. She reduced the heat to a minimum and opened the heavy wooden door. The noise that could be heard through the wooden door had increased several times. Shen Zhao listened carefully and found that it was the noisy voices of the servants. It seemed that Mr. Zhao Qing could not make it in time.

Shen Zhao's heart sank. Mu Yanchen could be said to be in a critical condition at any time. Even if Zhao Qing did not live in the manor, he should not be far away. Otherwise, Zhao Qing would not have been able to rush over so quickly after being notified by Lin Han. So what happened to Zhao Qing?

She closed the door and locked it. This was the only way she could ensure that the medicine was safe. After doing these things, she ran to Mu Yanchen's bedroom. The door was still open, but the scene inside was no longer as peaceful as before. The servants seemed to be terrified. A younger maid collapsed directly in the corridor, looking at the bedroom with horror. Shen Zhao wanted to help the maid up, but no matter how he dragged her, her body was shaking and she couldn't move.

It seems that she is really scared, Shen Zhao couldn't help thinking. She whispered something into the maid's ear, and the maid looked at her in disbelief.

"Really?" asked the maid.

Shen Zhao nodded, and the maid crawled towards the stairs with trembling feet. Shen Zhao watched her slowly climb down the stairs one step at a time to the first floor, and then run out of the villa with difficulty with trembling legs. He couldn't help but sigh. This must be a huge psychological shadow.

Looking back, the bedroom was bloody and cruel. Anyone who saw this scene would never step into the manor again. The servants had all fled, leaving only the loyal Situ Rui. He was lying on the ground, with horrifying wounds. His face was no longer as handsome as before, only pain and uncontrollable fear in his eyes. The skinny man peeled off a layer of skin on his arm, and some parts of the flesh were peeled off together, revealing deep white bones. Blood gushed out from the horrible wounds on his arm and flowed all over the floor. The poor piece of skin was thrown on the carpet not far from him.

However, Mu Yanchen, who had lost his mind and was like a zombie, was nowhere to be found. From Shen Zhao's observation, Situ Rui was still in a tense state, which meant that the man was still in the bedroom!

Situ Rui also noticed Shen Zhao outside the bedroom. His eyes were very smart and seemed to be able to speak. Shen Zhao could see that he wanted her to escape, but how could she watch his life slip away in front of her? It would be fine if she didn't know him, but they had just spent some time together today. She couldn't afford to leave him behind, and time was almost up. If the medicine was boiled over time, the efficacy would be gone. This was the most demanding part of Jian Hongshan.

Shen Zhao silently calculated the time. She could tell the approximate location of Mu Yanchen through Situ Rui's eyes. She took out a silver needle from her waist. She would definitely lose if she faced him head-on, but she could still have a chance of winning if she attacked him from behind.

She tensed her body and was ready to go. She had to say she was very nervous. She could not tell how fast her heartbeat was, but she knew it was about to jump out of her body. She clenched the silver needle in her hand and quickly entered the bedroom from the other direction. When she looked up, she saw the man lying on the table, gasping for breath. The skin exposed outside his pajamas was abnormally red, and his sharp eyes were now covered with a layer of mist and she could no longer see what was inside.

Shen Zhao knew that Mu Yanchen had already lost his mind at this moment. He could not control his body, and letting him continue like this would only consume the little vitality he had left!

He seemed not to see her, and just crawled on the table without taking the next step, but Shen Zhao had to be fully alert to deal with the "monster" in front of him. Yes, "he" could no longer be called a human being. She approached step by step, and Situ Rui, who was lying on the ground, was frightened, fearing that the next person lying on the ground would be Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao held his breath. When he was one step away from him, "Mu Yanchen" seemed to feel the threat and stood up with all his strength. He jumped towards Shen Zhao. Shen Zhao couldn't react in time and was knocked to the ground by him. The man opened his mouth, and it seemed that he could still see the red fibers hanging on his teeth. Shen Zhao's heart sank, and the hand holding the silver needle hugged "Mu Yanchen" tightly, letting his head rest on her shoulder. At the same time, her shoulder hurt, and she knew she was bitten, and the force was not small at all. It's just that he was probably exhausted at this time, and he couldn't tear the flesh on her shoulder, but his teeth were deeply buried in it. Taking this opportunity, she aimed at the acupuncture point on the back of his neck and stabbed it. "Mu Yanchen"'s teeth softened and he immediately tilted to the side.

Shen Zhao pushed the skeleton aside with all her strength, sat up breathlessly, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and seeing that "Mu Yanchen" would not wake up for a while, she turned her attention to Situ Rui, who was still lying in a pool of blood with terrible injuries, "How are you...?"

Unexpectedly, Situ Rui didn't buy it. With a sinister look in his eyes, he immediately asked, "What did you do to him?"

Shen Zhao sneered and kindly explained, "He didn't do anything. He just fell asleep."

Regardless of whether Situ Rui was willing or not, Shen Zhao grabbed his uninjured arm and pulled him out until they reached the corridor. Then Shen Zhao closed the door of Mu Yanchen's bedroom, without even glancing at the person on the ground who was so pale that he almost fainted, and ran to her room. She rushed into the room and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that the medicine in the pot had not changed color. She glanced at the wall clock and saw that there was still half a minute left, which was just the right time.

When the time came, Shen Zhao carefully put the medicine into a glass container, sealed it, and put it in the refrigerator. Then he turned back to the corridor, opened the door of the room next to Mu Yanchen's bedroom, and pulled Situ Rui into the room in the same way. Then he used some strength to flip Situ Rui onto the bed. Without caring whether the person on the bed was in pain, he ran out again under his fierce eyes.

Situ Rui didn't know what she was going to do, but soon he saw her coming back with a lot of medical supplies for cleaning the wounds, and he realized that the girl in front of him really wanted to help him.

Shen Zhao neatly cut off the poor cloth hanging on Situ Rui's body, revealing half of his muscular chest. However, Shen Zhao had no time to appreciate his proud figure that fascinated thousands of girls. She just wanted to quickly deal with this burden so that she could take care of Mu Yanchen. In her opinion, Mu Yanchen was much more serious than this guy. Because of lying on the carpet for a long time, the wound was already sticky with fibers. If it was not cleaned, it would become inflamed! Some places were even injured by Mu Yanchen's blood vessels, and they were still bleeding. She carefully cleaned his arm with metronidazole, and then made sure there was no problem, then she lifted his hand, opened a pair of sterile gloves, and then picked up the sterile forceps and needle and thread that had been prepared on the side, and skillfully sewed up Situ Rui's ruptured blood vessels.

Shen Zhao was so serious in his work that he ignored her healthy wheat-colored skin. All of her facial features were shining brightly under his seriousness.

Situ Rui lay on the bed and squinted at Shen Zhao who was helping him perform a simple operation, as if he wanted to pierce her. He knew that the girl in front of him was not as simple as her appearance and resume. Which candidate who was about to take the college entrance examination would have so much clinical knowledge and be so skilled? Even doctors who had been immersed in the operating room for many years could hardly do it. The girl in front of him sewed his blood vessels quickly and accurately, and even pouted her lips with a little disgust, as if his hands were something disgusting. Situ Rui was startled by the little dissatisfaction in his heart, and he immediately turned his head away and stopped looking at Shen Zhao.

Shen Zhao didn't use anesthetic on Situ Rui because of time constraints. He operated directly, but Situ Rui didn't say a word. When the gauze was wrapped around his arm to cover the last exposed wound, Shen Zhao praised him, "Not bad, you can endure it!"

Situ Rui then turned around and looked at her seriously, asking, "Who are you?"

Shen Zhao pulled his blanket up to his shoulders, "I am Shen Zhao, who do you think I am? Take care of your injuries."

Seeing Shen Zhao turning around and about to leave, Situ Rui dragged his severely injured arm and was about to get up to chase him, but was stopped by Shen Zhao immediately, "If you don't want to fall into a coma like Mu Yanchen, then lie down and recuperate. I don't want to re-treat the patient I worked so hard to save."

Situ Rui stopped his actions obediently, but still asked: "Will you do anything bad to Mu Yanchen?"

Shen Zhao curled his lips and said disdainfully: "You know the answer!"

After Shen Zhao closed the door for Situ Rui, she went straight to her room. She opened the refrigerator and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the bottle of well-preserved medicine. The bottle was not big and could be put in her trouser pocket to take out. She just needed to walk in the corridor to avoid the surveillance cameras. Without further ado, Shen Zhao quickly put the bottle in her trouser pocket and ran sideways to Mu Yanchen's bedroom. She didn't know what Mu Yanchen's situation was at the moment, but any one of them would be enough to scare her.

He pushed the door open and walked in slowly.

The bedroom was a mess. The ceiling light seemed to be burnt out and no matter how hard Shen Zhao tried to switch it on, it wouldn't turn on. The floor lamp beside the bed flickered on and off, and the room was dim and bright. One could feel the weirdness without having to look at the eye-catching bloodstains on the floor and the man who was sleeping on the ground like a skeleton. Even Shen Zhao, who was used to seeing corpses, couldn't help but gasp.

But she quickly calmed down, thinking that if she didn't take advantage of Mu Yanchen's coma now, there would definitely be a new round of battle when he woke up.

Her eyes fell on the tortured man whose breathing was gradually weakening. She reached out her hand to pull him away, but she did not drag him on the ground as roughly as she did to Situ Rui. Although he was as thin as a skeleton and her palms felt only hard bones without any soft flesh, Shen Zhao could still feel his weight because she bent down and carried Mu Yanchen on her back.

Every inch of bone hurt her thin back, but she still endured the torture and carried him to her room, flipping him over on the bed. Shen Zhao lowered her eyes and looked at his handsome face that was marred by his rapid weight loss. At this moment, he was quiet but also ferocious, with two sunken dimples when his eyes were closed, which made people feel uncomfortable. She didn't expect that this brand new bed would be occupied by him first, and she had never touched it once...

Moreover, her action of going to great lengths to put the medicine into her trouser pocket and bring it to his bedroom seemed particularly unnecessary.

She pulled a chair over and sat next to the bed, stretching out her slender fingers to touch Mu Yanchen's wrist. His pulse had weakened due to the previous ordeal, but the secret hidden in it that was not easy to detect surfaced. After about a quarter of an hour, Shen Zhao finally let go of her hand, and looked darkly at the man who seemed particularly uneasy even in his sleep. He should be worried, after all, the poison was probably given a long time ago, about eight years ago. Who would poison him when he was in high school?

Shen Zhao frowned, reached into her trouser pocket, and took out the medicine she had prepared a long time ago.

She looked at the man's pale lips which were dry and even cracked. There was no beauty in them at all. She muttered in her heart that he must let her drink it, otherwise she really didn't want to have mouth-to-mouth sex. Although doctors have a kind heart, this was definitely not what she wanted!