He took a bite of the fruit, frowned, and realized it was indeed sour! No wonder the little liar didn't like it.

"An Yuan'er," Lan Jingtang called her in a deep voice.

"Um?"

"I won't let you eat such awful fruit again."

An Yuan'er smiled and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if you ask me to eat this fruit after we get out of this cliff, I won't eat it! I'm not stupid enough to leave something delicious out of the market."

An Yuan'er was already sick, so she had no idea what Lan Jingtang meant.

Lan Jingtang was a little disappointed. He continued to ask, "How old are you this year?" He felt that An Yuan'er looked very young and had a wild personality.

"It's almost 12."

During the brief pause between answers, An Yuan'er noticed that her clothes were almost dry, so she changed into them.

“Then I’m more than three years older than you, I’m 15,” Lan Jingtang said to himself.

In the Tiansheng Kingdom, girls could marry after the age of 13, while boys could marry after the age of 15.

"Then congratulations, you are ready to get married. Shengjing is different from your place; there are many beautiful young women there, and there is bound to be one that Doctor Lan will like. You can take your time to choose."

An Yuan'er spoke these words frankly, without the slightest hesitation.

Lan Jingtang sounded slightly displeased: "Actually, I..."

Before he could speak, An Yuan'er said, "After we get out, let's go get my friend's leg treated first, okay? I want him to get better soon."

We've already promised An Yuan'er, so it doesn't matter if she gets treatment sooner or later.

"Even after treating your leg, you won't be able to stand up immediately. It depends on the subsequent recovery."

"Huh?" An Yuan'er was surprised and thought she could stand up immediately.

“Silly girl, I’m just a doctor, not a god. Your leg has been injured for a long time, so it needs to be healed from the inside out. But with the Lan family’s secret medicine, it will definitely get better; it’s just a matter of time,” Lan Jingtang explained.

Being able to help Yi Chenli stand up was something I never dared to hope for before.

That's already very good.

"Lan Jingtang, thank you. Really."

"You don't need to thank me."

As she talked, An Yuan'er grew tired. She was very weak, so she leaned against the fire and fell asleep again.

When Lan Jingtang heard no sound, he called out a few times before turning back and finding An Yuan'er asleep.

He carried her back to the straw bed, laid her down, and used his own clothes to cushion An Yuan'er, otherwise she would feel it was prickly.

He gazed intently at the girl's sleeping face, his eyes gentle.

"Little liar, An Yuan'er," he muttered to himself. Lan Jingtang was somewhat confused. He hadn't repaid the debt of gratitude, nor had he established his great cause. Everything was still too early, but he was also afraid that if he didn't speak up soon, he would miss out on the girl he liked.

If I had said it sooner, would I have been able to win her over?

There is no answer.

Lan Jingtang stayed by An Yuan'er's side from night until dawn.

*

It was indeed a thousand-year-old snow lotus. When An Yuan'er regained consciousness the next day and her pulse was checked, her fever had subsided and the poison had disappeared.

An Yuan'er regained her spirits: "Lan Jingtang, amazing! A miraculous doctor. When we return to Shengjing, I will make a banner to present to you."

Nothing brings An Yuan'er more joy than being alive.

Seeing An Yuan'er jumping around, Lan Jingtang's mood improved as well.

“I dare not accept the banner that Miss An presented. I dare not accept this credit. If you want to thank someone, thank that snow lotus. The snow lotus could have saved thousands of people, but in the end it only saved the two of us. It can be said that it was a matter of fate.”

An Yuan'er didn't think as much as Lan Jingtang. She said frankly, "Then we should live our lives well and use our abilities to save more people, so as not to let Xue Lian down!"