Chapter 31 Chapter 31 I want my wife to come.

Quietly observing the undercurrents between them, Mu Xi felt a little confused.

Is he really poisoned?

When she thought of this, she didn't know if it was an illusion or reality, but she seemed to feel a headache and her legs and feet felt numb.

Mu Xi thought about what Feng Han said. A quick wound healing speed is an advantage, but the dagger is poisonous, so this advantage may actually become a disadvantage. Wouldn't this seal the poison in the body and prevent it from coming out?

Of course, it was all speculation, she knew nothing about medicine.

"Doctor." Seeing that Bai Yi remained silent, Mu Xi swallowed and asked her, "How long can I live?"

Bai Yi suddenly came back to his senses and smiled, "My lady, you are too kind."

But after saying these words, Bai Yi restrained his expression, glanced at Feng Han, and said to Mu Xi, "Maybe we need to draw some blood from you to draw an accurate conclusion."

Mu Xi nodded, thinking it made sense. She raised a finger and asked, "Should we prick it with a needle and squeeze some out?"

Seeing Bai Yi's hesitation, Mu Xi knew that this method she had learned from movies and TV dramas might not work on him.

She pursed her lips and asked Bai Yi, "Do you want to take a lot? I'm a little afraid of the pain."

Bai Yi said softly, "You don't need a lot, but you need to use a knife to cut the wound on my lady's palm."

Mu Xi: “…”

It makes sense to use materials from the place where the injury occurred.

But Mu Xi suddenly thought of the pain she felt that night when she was injured, and her conditioned reflex led to a resistance.

"Don't worry, my lady. I will be very careful. It won't hurt much."

As Bai Yi spoke, she opened the medicine box in front of her. She took out a delicate knife and a small round box. It was unknown what was inside. She opened it in front of the two of them. Mu Xi craned her neck to take a look. Inside was some white-gray powder.

Mu Xi originally wanted to ask her if this was an anesthetic, and if not, whether she had any, but seeing how skillful she was, she felt embarrassed to ask.

I also felt that my behavior was like that of a child. Maybe it was just a slight sensation and would pass as soon as I closed my eyes.

It turned out that the powder was not an anesthetic, and Bai Yi seemed to intend to let her blood flow on the powder.

"Okay..." Mu Xi extended her hand obediently.

Bai Yi controlled Mu Xi's palm with one hand and moved the knife closer to her palm with the other hand. Mu Xi turned her head away and didn't look, just like when she was getting an injection as a child.

"Wait." Feng Han spoke, and both of them were stunned and looked at him at the same time.

Mu Xi had already taken a deep breath and prepared himself for the pain, but he stopped at this moment, unable to breathe.

Looking at his pretty little face at this moment, Mu Xi couldn't help but feel a little complicated.

"I'll do it."

After Feng Han finished speaking, he took the knife from Bai Yi's hand without caring whether she agreed or not. With his other hand, he gently held Mu Xi's hand, asking her to keep her palm facing up and open, just like every time he applied medicine to her.

Mu Xi was shocked. "You...you...can you do it? Let the doctor come."

"I will." Feng Han said with a firm tone, and his eyes looking at Mu Xi were also firm.

Even so, Mu Xi still wanted to choose the only genuine doctor in this scene.

She looked at Bai Yi, wanting to seek help, but found that Bai Yi had even moved his position, letting Feng Han sit closer to her so that it would be easier for her to operate with her hands.

“…”

Mu Xi became increasingly nervous. She wanted to argue for herself again, "Let's let Doctor Bai come..."

"No problem, it's the same even if you come."

Mu Xi: “…”

She remained skeptical.

Let me ask you, if a person is sick and there is a doctor in front of him, and a friend who is on good terms with you and good-looking but does not have a medical license, who would you choose to treat you?

Oh, maybe surgery would be more accurate.

Feng Han looked at her calmly and said softly, "I will be gentler than Doctor Bai. Madam, trust me."

Mu Xi: “…”

Isn't this just forcing someone to do something?

never mind.

She suddenly came to her senses. In this case, it wasn't really a surgery like cutting open the stomach. It was just a cut on the hand. She should build up her friend's confidence.

"Come here." Mu Xi closed her eyes and stretched out her hand.

A faint smile appeared on Feng Han's lips. Bai Yi watched from the side with a gloomy look in his eyes, and said nothing.

Mu Xi closed her eyes and waited for the knife to fall. After waiting for about two seconds, she felt her right hand being flipped, and Feng Han's hand covered the back of her hand and gently held it.

The whole process happened quickly. When she opened her eyes, she saw blood flowing from her palm and falling into the powder in the box.

"Eh." It doesn't hurt at all.

Fenghan moved very quickly. Looking back, she felt a tingling sensation in her palms for a moment. If she had to say, it was probably at that moment that she made the move.

"You're so amazing." Mu Xi looked at Feng Han with admiration and respect in her eyes.

Feng Han smiled at her gently and asked her, "Does it hurt, my lady?"

Mu Xi shook her head.

Feng Han lowered her head and spread out her palm, and Mu Xi saw that, to be precise, he did not cut on the original wound, but next to the original wound.

Her original wound had already scabbed over, and if she operated on it, it would definitely hurt.

But... it didn't hurt just now, but now I see the new wound and I feel the pain again.

But it was much smaller than the terrifying pain that Mu Xi had imagined for herself. She felt a sense of surprise that she had passed the test so easily.

Bai Yi took a closer look, then took out a small porcelain bottle from the medicine box and handed it to Feng Han. Feng Han took it, opened it, sniffed it under his nose first, and then poured it into Mu Xi's hand.

Mu Xi discovered that Bai Yi's eyes, like Feng Han's, were extremely focused when he looked at her wound.

But even after applying the medicine, none of them looked at the blood mixed with the powder in the box, but stared at her new wound.

Mu Xi didn't know what she could tell just by looking, so she stared at it too.

The bleeding stopped immediately after applying the medicine. Mu Xi wanted to ask, the wound didn't look deep, why was it bleeding so much?

But she soon thought that Fenghan seemed to have thought it through before taking action.

Bai Yi suddenly asked Mu Xi, "How long does it usually take for a wound like this to heal?"

Mu Xi pulled her hand away from Feng Han, and both of their eyes followed her movements.

She thought about it for a moment, and it was about the same as accidentally getting hit by a knife while cooking, so she replied, "If it's fast, a few hours, if it's slow, about a day?"

Bai Yi asked: "To what extent has it healed?"

Mu Xi replied: "It's as good as new."

Bai Yi seemed shocked, and after calming himself down, he continued to ask her, "I heard that your injuries were serious this time, but it only took about two days to heal to this extent. Is this faster than before?"

Mu Xi thought for a moment and nodded.

That’s true. For example, the injury on her arm took almost a month to heal.

The palm was pierced through by the dagger, and it took almost two days to heal. It was ridiculously fast.

Bai Yi fell silent. Mu Xi wasn't sure what she was thinking. Feeling anxious, she cautiously asked, "What's wrong? Is the situation bad?"

"Don't let your imagination run wild, ma'am."

Bai Yi still hadn't spoken yet, but Feng Han spoke first, setting the tone.

Every time Mu Xi was about to think of the worst, Feng Han would interrupt her thoughts in time and force her to set her thoughts right.

The room was bright, and Mu Xi just spread out her hands for them to look at, not knowing how long they would continue to look.

It wasn't long before Mu Xi got tired.

She wondered if she would have to keep her hand open until the wound healed completely. Then she heard Bai Yi exclaim in a low voice:

"Sir, look."

Mu Xi frowned and looked over. The small wound that Feng Han had inflicted himself seemed to have disappeared, but it was still covered with medicine powder, so it was not clear.

Bai Yi took out another small porcelain bottle. Mu Xi guessed that there was probably some medicine in it. She originally wanted to do it herself, but she didn't know what she thought of, so she handed the small porcelain bottle and gauze to Feng Han.

Feng Han took it without a word. This time, the small porcelain bottle contained an unknown liquid. He poured it onto the gauze and soaked it...

"It may sting a little, bear with it, my lady."

Mu Xi nodded, and Feng Han took action, gently wiping the powder off her palm.

It wasn't an illusion. The wound Fenghan had inflicted not long ago had disappeared.

It shouldn't be an illusion. The redness and swelling of her scabbed wound seemed to have subsided a little in this short period of time.

Mu Xi looked at the expressions of the two people in front of him and thought to himself, this is bad!

Could the original owner be some mutated human? Or... some kind of monster?

Isn't this connected?

The massacre at Feiming Valley was actually a monster hunt. So many people died, but she was the only one left alive, along with her eccentric adoptive mother who hardly spoke to her, and the person who was now relentlessly pursuing her and trying to kill her...

It's over. When I wake up from this dream, I won't become the villain, right?

No way, no way, could it be that the enemy Fenghan has been taking her to avoid is actually a righteous man?

Mu Xi felt inexplicably guilty and swallowed.

It's not her fault for making such a series of unfounded associations. In the ten years she has lived in this world, she has also heard some legends about which mountain has gods and which mountain has monsters. She has heard of them all, but she has never seen them. Not only her, but no one around her has seen them either.

This is the strangest situation, and she is the one who is responsible.

What kind of body can attract souls from another world? What kind of body can heal with astonishing speed after being injured?

Mu Xi couldn't keep calm anymore and put his hand away.

Bai Yi and Feng Han were both lost in thought and were passively awakened by her actions.

Mu Xi trembled her lips and no longer had the courage to ask Bai Yi if she was okay.

If she were in modern times, this situation would probably be sent to a research institute for thorough study. If Bai Yi and Feng Han were afraid of her, or wanted to do something extreme to her, she could understand it.

Bai Yi cleared his throat, trying to remain calm, and smiled at Mu Xi, "It seems that my wife is indeed not poisoned, don't worry."

Mu Xi's heart, which had been lifted up, did not settle down smoothly.

It was probably out of curiosity that Mu Xi heard Bai Yi ask herself, "Has my wife always been like this since she was a child?"

Mu Xi didn't say anything.

Bai Yi smiled and said, "Forgive my limited knowledge. In all my years of practicing medicine, I've never seen anyone like you. It's rare to meet someone like you, so naturally I want to know more."

Mu Xi nodded, indicating her understanding. She said, "I'm not too sure. I only remember it was like this for the past ten years. I've forgotten everything that happened before that."

This reminded her of her own "amnesia".

It’s a bit of a pity. If Bai Yi was not Feng Han’s person, maybe she could have a good talk with Bai Yi and explain that she is not the original owner. If the original owner’s soul returns to its place, could she go back to the modern era?

But... on second thought, it might not be a bad idea to ask.

Mu Xi blinked and looked at Bai Yi. "Oh, by the way, something happened to my family when I was young. Perhaps it was a big shock, so I completely forgot everything before I was eight years old. Doctor Bai, is there any way to restore my memory?"

To others, restoring memory is just restoring memory, but Mu Xi knows that she is not the original owner and of course she will not have the original owner's memory.

When this body remembered that eight years had passed since its birth, the original owner had returned.

Maybe she can go back.

Bai Yi looked at Feng Han's expression again.

Mu Xi didn't understand what useful information she could see from Feng Han's expressionless face, and she heard her say to herself -

"I see nothing wrong with your pulse, so it doesn't seem like you've lost your memory. I can't prescribe the right medicine for now. I think you'll have to stay at the Bitian Villa for a while, so let's take our time."

Mu Xi nodded. Seeing that the two of them were no longer staring at her like a monster, she relaxed and asked, "Am I really not poisoned?"

"No." Bai Yi's answer was very affirmative, and Mu Xi was completely relieved.

But at the same time, she was very curious, what kind of poison could kill the second injured person, but the first injured person was fine?

She wanted to ask Bai Yi, but Feng Han had returned to his usual self, as if he was relieved along with her.

"Now I can rest assured. Madam, you've been traveling all the way. You must be tired, right? Do you want to go and rest or eat something first?"

Bai Yi understood and stood up. Mu Xi realized that this was a sign of seeing him off, so she also stood up.

Mu Xi did not answer at this time, but after leaving Bai Yi's yard with Feng Han, she said that she was not hungry and wanted to rest.

Feng Han nodded. As they left, Ming Yu and Ying Zhang came up to them and asked, "Sir, what's going on?"

Mu Xi thought to herself, this person is different after spending a long time with others. Even Mingyu and Yingzhang are so concerned about her situation.

"My wife is not poisoned."

After Feng Han finished speaking, Ming Yu and Ying Zhang subconsciously looked at each other. Mu Xi looked at their expressions...

I don't understand. The answer is obviously good, why do they seem to not have gotten the answer they wanted?

Mingyu has always been quicker to react than Yingzhang. He smiled at Muxi and said, "My lady is very lucky. I am relieved now."

Mu Xi was confused and smiled at him.

While they were seeing Bai Yi, Mingyu and Yingzhang had already learned all about the situation at Bitian Villa and led them to the bedroom.

Mu Xi was a little surprised, "We still have to live together, there's no need for this..."

Mingyu was originally introducing the situation of the villa. After hearing what Muxi said, he and Yingzhang looked at Fenghan. Fenghan naturally felt their gazes and said, "You should go and rest too."

"yes."

After the two of them left, Mu Xi realized belatedly that what she had just said might have embarrassed Feng Han.

But when he thinks about it, it’s okay. After all, Mingyu and Yingzhang are his family. To them, Fenghan should not have any secrets.

Feng Han whispered to Mu Xi, "All the servants in this villa think that you are a merchant from the south and don't know our true identities. I'm sure you saw us when you came in. If we were to sleep in separate rooms right after moving in, they would definitely not be very friendly to me, their husband. You wouldn't want to see me being looked down upon by the servants, would you?"

Mu Xi was speechless.

It turned out that he felt it at that time. Mu Xi thought that he was worried about whether she was poisoned or not, and didn't pay attention to those small details at all.

She walked around the house and found that the room was big and spacious enough. There was a Luohan bed in the outer room. She could give the bed to Fenghan and sleep outside herself, with a screen in the middle. It was fine.

Mu Xi told Feng Han about her thoughts, and Feng Han responded gently without objection.

"How long will we live here?"

Feng Han said, "I don't know yet. I can't say for sure." He paused and said, "But for the time being, no one should be able to find us here. It's very safe. My wife has been suffering on the road since Luan County. Let's take this opportunity to rest here for a while."

Mu Xi asked again whether he rented or bought the villa.

She always thought that escaping was her own business after all, and if she had the chance, she would calculate and settle these expenses with Feng Han, but the expenses of this place... even if it was just for rent, she was afraid she couldn't afford it.

Feng Han seemed to see through her thoughts and said, "This is what my ancestors left behind. It has been abandoned. I just asked someone to find those servants. Madam, don't worry about it. Other than that, I didn't spend any money."

Even if only the expenses for the servants were included, it was still a considerable sum. Although Mu Xi's life was saved, he began to feel sorry for his wallet again.

"Should we lay off some people? We don't need so many servants."

Feng Han said, "Since you are a wealthy businessman, you should behave like one. Besides, this villa is so big, it would be strange if there were not enough servants."

"Can……"

"Don't worry, my lady. I have money. These are nothing. Your safety is the most important."

Mu Xi felt uncomfortable. She still wanted to settle these accounts.

Feng Han looked down at her hand and sighed softly, "We've been together for so long, but my wife still treats me as an outsider." He held Mu Xi's hand and whispered, "What's mine is my wife's. If one day my wife doesn't settle things with me, I'll be so happy that I'll go crazy."

Mu Xi looked at him without saying anything, and was too embarrassed to pull her hand away.

To be fair, Fenghan treated her well, no, it should be said that he was very good. He helped her escape, provided her with a living, and expressed his true feelings from time to time.

Most of the time, Mu Xi felt that she couldn't give the other person the illusion that she was willing to accept him, but there were also times, like now, when she felt embarrassed to use cold words to keep the other person at a distance.

It would make her look like a piece of shit, eating and taking things at the same time, while claiming that she has nothing to do with him.

Mu Xi thought about it from another perspective. If she were a man and stayed in Feng Han's identity, she would not care about her fiancée who should have died long ago but didn't.

It seems that Fenghan is a contradiction.

He would break free from the constraints of the times and do things that other men would not want to do or dare to do, such as killing his mother to take the throne. However, because of a meaningless engagement before he was born, he would continue to give his heart and soul to his fiancée who clearly had no feelings for him.

Mu Xi thought that even if it was because of his identity as the young master of Feiming Valley, or some other things that she was not quite sure about... influence in the martial arts world, Feng Han was the one who paid too much.

No matter how you calculate it, you can't balance this account, let alone think about making a profit.

Finally, Mu Xi pulled her hand away and said, "I want to take a bath."

Feng Han smiled and nodded, "I'll have someone prepare some hot water for my wife."

The villa is large, the rooms are large, and there is more than one bathroom for showers.

Feng Han had already taken a shower at this moment. Her skin was white and rosy, and she was sitting in front of the mirror. This was the scene Mu Xi saw when she came in.

Just as she was about to look away, she saw Feng Han rubbing his shoulder. Then she remembered that she had not paid attention to his wound in the past two days.

...the one that bit itself.

Too broad strokes.

Mu Xi was always immersed in the shadow that she might have been poisoned and would most likely die soon, and she didn't care about anyone else at all.

Fenghan didn't even mention it.

"What's wrong?" Mu Xi walked over and Feng Han looked back in surprise.

"Varied……"

"I'm sorry about your injury. I completely forgot about it."

Feng Han understood and smiled, "It's not a big deal. Compared to my wife's injury, it's nothing."

"Let me see." Mu Xi took out the ointment and spoke, "That's what I said. I bit it and it bled. I forgot about it just now. Why didn't you tell me? We should have asked Doctor Bai to take a look."

"It's really not a problem."

Mu Xi had a serious expression on her face and stood beside him holding the ointment. "Let me see," she said again.

Feng Han was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to gather all his hair to the other side, and slowly pulled down his collar. Mu Xi saw a tooth mark on his fair skin.

There was bleeding at the time, and now a scab has formed, but there is still some redness and swelling around the wound. Because Fenghan's skin is too white, it looks a bit scary.

"You... haven't taken care of it at all these past two days."

Mu Xi dipped her fingers in the ointment and wanted to help him apply it.

Feng Han didn't refuse, but he looked a little embarrassed. He kept his head down and whispered, "Of course, my wife's injury is more important."

Mu Xi didn't say anything. When her fingertips touched Feng Han's skin, she saw him tremble. Mu Xi immediately stopped and asked, "Did I hurt you?"

"No..." Feng Han's voice was as soft as a mosquito.

From Mu Xi's perspective, his ears and neck slowly transitioned from pink to red.

Mu Xiyuan thought that Feng Han was so good to her, applying medicine to her on time every day, even when she fell asleep, and he never missed a day. She personally helped him apply the medicine, as a way of returning the favor.

Only then did I realize something was wrong.

"Ahem..." Mu Xi put the ointment on the table, "You should do it yourself."

She was about to leave when Feng Han grabbed her and looked at her with a watery gaze: "I want my wife to come."