Could a toxin cause such a violent reaction?

But this shouldn't be happening...

Why wouldn't she want to?

Shen Zhiyi thought of the kiss when she fed him the medicine, and his impatient reaction, as if he really wanted to entwine his tongue with hers.

The blush on her cheeks intensified.

Could it be that he's young and hot-tempered... easily angered?

Shen Zhiyi felt that it was best to wake him up as soon as possible.

Otherwise, if it keeps burning like this, something bad will happen sooner or later.

She wrung out a handkerchief and gently wiped his ears, the back of his neck, and the inside of his elbows.

These are places where the temperature can be quickly lowered after a period of high heat.

That should be better, right?

Shen Zhiyi threw the handkerchief into the basin of water and turned to look at the piece of cloth—

Not only does it rise higher and higher.

It even shook!

She was startled, a heat rising from behind her ears, spreading to her neck and cheeks.

Before I could even react, my wrist was suddenly grabbed!

She was startled and turned around in shock.

He met a pair of cold, dark eyes filled with murderous intent.

"You...you're awake?!" She felt inexplicably embarrassed, as if she'd been caught red-handed.

“It’s you,” Duan Xingzhi said through gritted teeth.

The woman before him, as pure and aloof as the frosty moon, was actually the "lecher" who had humiliated him.

His voice was cold, and he was still unable to get up, but his fingers were tightly gripping hers, as if he wanted to embed them into her flesh, and his eagle eyes were also fiercely fixed on her.

Shen Zhiyi suddenly felt a sense of fear that was being intimidated.

"Don't misunderstand, I'm your savior, not a bad person!" she hurriedly said.

A savior?

Duan Xingzhi felt a sharp pain in his head.

His thick eyebrows furrowed deeply, he suddenly gritted his teeth, and his jaw tightened into a straight line.

who is he?

And why are you here?

He vaguely recalled images of bleeding.

The sword flashed coldly, piercing through flesh.

The sharp blade reflected a cold light, and he saw a face holding a sword, wearing a black eagle mask, revealing only a pair of sharp eyes.

His eyes.

"I found you in the valley. I saw you were poisoned and injured, so I brought you back," Shen Zhiyi explained to herself, wincing slightly in pain as she tried to pull her hand away. "Could you let go of me first?"

It hurts so much.

His strength is terrifying.

Her body hadn't fully recovered; she was only conscious and could only move her arm, yet she possessed such terrifying strength to completely subdue her.

If he were fully conscious, I wonder what kind of brute force he would possess...

"Poisoning?"

Duan Xingzhi's eyes darted around, and he snapped back to reality, fixing his gaze on her.

Seeing the pain on Shen Zhiyi's face, he lowered his gaze and landed on her fair wrist.

The poor, pitiful skin had already been pinched until it bore red marks.

He frowned and let go.

Seeing the glaring red stain on his finger, the mark of his own finger bone, his eyes dimmed for a moment.

"You don't know?" Shen Zhiyi twisted her wrist, then suddenly paused, turning to look at him. "How much do you remember about yourself?"

Duan Xingzhi's eyes were slightly cold, and a shadow fell between his brows.

She pursed her lips and remained silent.

"You really can't remember?" Shen Zhiyi exclaimed in surprise, "Then... do you still remember your name?"

Duan Xingzhi shook his head.

Shen Zhiyi frowned slightly and pondered, "Strange, we were both poisoned, so why did you lose your memory but I didn't?"

"Could it be that you're more severely poisoned than I am?"

Do the symptoms of Heartbreak Poisoning vary depending on the degree of poisoning?

What a cunning and treacherous love poison.

"You've been poisoned too?" Duan Xingzhi keenly caught the key point in her words, his eyes narrowing slightly. "You know me?"

Were you with me when we were poisoned?

“Uh.” Shen Zhiyi froze.

I can't exactly tell him that I kissed him, can I?

Twice.

"An accident, an accident," she chuckled, brushing it off lightly. "I just accidentally got infected while saving you."

She took out her needle case. "I gave you an antidote, which has suppressed the poison, so you were able to wake up."

"However, this poison is tricky and can only be completely expelled with acupuncture."

"I just tried it, and it really works."

She held up the needles and smiled at him, "Now I'm going to give you acupuncture, so you can't move around."

Duan Xingzhi looked around warily.

The room was small, but it was filled with herbs and porcelain bottles, and there were many books on the cabinets and tables.

He has excellent eyesight.

I saw a file spread out on a table not far away, with some information about the medicinal properties of plants written on it.

It was immediately determined that she was indeed a female doctor.

"Why did you save me?" he asked.

Shen Zhiyi looked at him with some surprise, "Why didn't I save you?"

Saving lives and healing the wounded is a doctor's instinct.

But she was more interested in the poison in his body.

But I can't tell him that yet.

What if he doesn't want to cooperate and runs away?

Duan Xingzhi's hawk-like eyes were fixed on her. He saw her face slightly turned to the side, her beautiful profile illuminated by the warm sunlight of the setting sun outside the window, creating a golden edge that separated him from the shadows where he lay, creating two different worlds.

He immediately realized that his hands were stained with countless drops of blood.

Otherwise, how could they regard killing and indifference as commonplace things ingrained in their bones?

He was speechless for a moment, his face cold and silent.

Shen Zhi saw that he was no longer resistant and began to administer acupuncture.

As I passed his legs, I instinctively avoided that horrifying spot, but a faint blush rose to my face.

Why does she also feel a tingling or numb sensation when he is given acupuncture?

She secretly glanced at Duan Xingzhi.

Seeing his deeply covered eyelids, looking like he was at the mercy of others, with needles stuck in his face and arms, yet his aura was still arrogant and domineering.

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