There was a mountain spring flowing nearby. Xu Lanyin wet a handkerchief and wiped the boy's face. The blood in the blood hole gushed out again. She took out some golden fox vine powder and sprinkled a lot of it on the wound, and the bleeding stopped.
She tore off several pieces of the boy's robe, which had been torn into strips, and used them to cover his face, leaving only his mouth and eyes exposed. His legs, arms, and back were also injured, and she sprinkled them with golden fox vine before bandaging them.
She pinched his arms and legs again. They didn't appear broken, but she wondered if they were fractured. She instinctively knew the boy would survive, but he would be disfigured... Of course, if he used the Jade Skin Regenerating Cream, the disfigurement wouldn't occur.
The young man regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and saw that it was her. He whispered, "Is that you?" His face was injured, and his words were slurred, catching in his throat.
Xu Lanyin said, "It's me. We're destined to meet." Then she asked, "Can you walk? I can't carry you. If you can, go to the wooden house first. If you can't, you'll have to stay here. I'll go get someone."
"No, no...someone wants me...to die." the boy said weakly.
Xu Lanyin asked in surprise, "It wasn't an accident, were you pushed down?"
The boy closed his eyes and two tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes.
I thought to myself, "That bastard really dared to kill me, and that old woman is still letting me go, and my grandfather doesn't care about me... I can't die, I can't die, I can't do what they want..."
After hearing the boy's inner thoughts, Xu Lanyin paused. Was she in trouble?
But seeing the tears rolling down the boy's cheeks, Xu Lanyin's heart softened again. This was just a child, who had just entered the third grade of junior high school in his previous life, yet he had been harmed like this by his closest relatives. Moreover, he had saved her before, so she had to help him no matter what.
Xu Lanyin said, "Don't be sad. If you survive a great disaster, you will be blessed in the future. You didn't die after falling from such a high mountain. You are the only one with such a good life in the past five thousand years."
The young man said softly, "Help me find a place to recuperate, and I will repay you."
Xu Lanyin frowned and said, "You're already in this state, and you're still pretending to be my master? Think about how to save your life first. How about going to that little cabin to recuperate?" He added, "No, that bad boy of yours also knows that place."
The young man said, "That bastard...was pushed down with me."
Xu Lanyin looked up at the pine tree. The half leg on it should belong to that servant.
She added, "I can't carry you. Hold on a little while, and I'll help you to the hut."
Xu Lan didn't have the strength to take the boy back home, nor did she dare to. Going to the cabin to recuperate was the only option. It was secluded and inaccessible to ordinary people.
She helped the boy sit up, then squatted down and put his arm on her shoulder. Just as she was helping him stand up, she suddenly smelled a familiar faint fragrance. She excitedly let go, and the boy fell to the ground again, groaning in pain.
Xu Lanyin didn't notice him, staring at the few dead leaves next to the boy. Among the dead leaves was a withered jasmine plant. The fragrance came from there. She climbed down and smelled it carefully. It was the smell she remembered.
She pulled the leaves aside, not daring to pull them hard, set the bamboo basket down, and carefully dug out the jasmine plant with a small shovel. She peered at the roots against the setting sun. They were as long, thin, and dark purple as a little finger. It was the blackroot plant she remembered.
She covered her mouth tightly with her hands to prevent herself from screaming.
After she calmed down, she placed the blackroot grass into her purse. She turned to look at the corpse-like boy and said, "Don't worry, you won't die." Then she sighed, "Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda. It's true. You've done me a big favor again, and I'll give you a surprise, too."
Xu Lanyin helped the boy up. The boy's legs were truly fine, and he could even manage to walk with her help. The two of them and the dog stumbled down to the bottom of the valley, slowly making their way to the hut. They helped the boy onto the kang, and Xu Lanyin fetched a bowl of stream water for him to drink, then fed him a piece of cake.
She went outside and cut a lot of hay and spread it on the kang, and also covered him with a lot of hay.
The boy said, "Wild animals are coming...what should we do?"
Xu Lanyin said, "Here is some mule powder left by Grandpa Zhang, which is specially used to repel wild animals, insects and snakes. Those animals will avoid this place. There are also many traps in the woods and outside the house, which is a double insurance. You should rest well. Don't panic if you have a fever at night. I will bring medicine and food tomorrow."
The boy hummed, almost crying, and said, "My last name is... Zhao, and my name is Zhao Wu."
But in his heart, he thought sadly that after he had his revenge, he would take on the surname Wen. Now he followed his mother's surname, Zhao. If he didn't have the ability to take revenge in this lifetime and couldn't bring down that bastard, he would always be surnamed Zhao. He had let his parents down, so what right did he have to follow his ancestors' surname?
He glanced at Xu Lanyin, thinking that this girl must be eighteen, nineteen or twenty years old, much older than himself. He asked again, "What's your last name?"
Xu Lanyin rolled her eyes. How could she look so old? However, although the child was tall, he did look younger than her.
It turns out that his surname was Wen. Some bastard wanted to harm him, but the old woman allowed him to do so and his grandfather stood by and watched... He must have been a victim of a family feud.
Xu Lanyin said, "My last name is Xu, so you can call me Sister Xu."
The young man said, "Thank you, Sister Xu. You must come tomorrow."
Xu Lanyin agreed, piled some more weeds on him, and sprinkled some mule powder from the clay pot on the edge of the kang. After leaving, she closed the door and set off on her way home with Huazi.
As they left the valley, it was already pitch black, with stars twinkling in the sky. Fortunately, Hanako was there for them, and her barking voices eased the fear.
Thinking of little brother Wen, locked in the dark room, Xu Lanyin was filled with sympathy. She didn't know what fate had befallen him, but even if he pretended to be a worthless bad boy, his family wouldn't let him go... She didn't know if he would be in danger tonight.
Before reaching the village, I saw a slender figure walking towards me. It was Xu Lanzhou.
Xu Lanzhou also saw her and ran up to her, cursing, "Are you looking for death? You're back so late!"
He was so angry that he pushed her.
Xu Lanyin grabbed the little violent boy and said, "Don't make a fuss. We've encountered a big problem today. Let's talk about it when we get home."
She had to tell them that she had saved the boy, because she would have to go into the mountains frequently to change the boy's medicine and deliver daily necessities.
Xu Lanzhou was frightened by Xu Lanyin's expression and words. She shut up and the brother and sister hurried home.
When they got home, Qin and Xu Lanting were waiting anxiously at the door, and Li was there too.
Mrs. Li smiled and said, "Since my sister is finally back, if you hadn't come back, I, the head of the family, would have gone looking for you."
Only after Xu Lanyin thanked Li did she leave.
Seeing that Qin was about to curse again, Xu Lanyin said, "Let's talk inside."
After entering the house, Xu Lanyin said that he had saved a young man, and because of saving the young man, he picked up a "miracle medicine" from the mouth of an old herbalist.
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