Xiao Qianqian gently lifted the man's head and carefully fed him the medicine spoonful by spoonful.
Because the man was still unconscious, it took a long time to get the medicine into his body.
Seeing the man's complexion gradually improve, a huge weight was finally lifted from her heart.
At this moment, the master came over, checked the man's condition, nodded, and said, "Hmm, it seems the antidote has worked. However, he will need some time to rest and recover fully. Let him stay here with us for now."
Xiao Qianqian hesitated for a moment, after all, the man's identity was unknown, but seeing his weak appearance, she still agreed.
"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Master."
Master patted Xiao Qianqian on the shoulder, "Don't worry, Master is here. You go and rest first."
Xiao Qianqian nodded and turned to leave the room. She decided to catch more poisonous insects as soon as possible to treat the man. At the same time, she was also curious about the man's identity; who could have been so cruel?
In a secluded private room in the capital, a man with effeminate features and ambition hidden in his eyes sat leisurely on the sofa, holding a glass of red wine in his hand, his legs crossed. Several trembling men stood in front of him, their heads bowed. Upon closer inspection, they were the same men Xiao Qianqian had seen in the forest last time.
"You're saying he's already been hit by your poisoned bullet?" The man looked at his men in front of him.
"Yes, Second Master, we've confirmed he's been hit by the poisoned bullet."
"Has that person been found?"
"He got away." After the fierce-looking man finished speaking, cold sweat broke out on his forehead. The person sitting on the sofa was not as harmless as he looked; he was a ruthless person.
"They ran away? Is this how you do things? We need to see them alive or dead, don't you know that?" The man's voice was starting to sound dangerous.
"Second Master, once that person is hit by the poisoned bullet, they are doomed. The only person in this world who can cure this poison is my master, but he is traveling far and wide, and I haven't heard from him for many years. So I probably won't be lucky enough to run into him. Besides, the poison takes effect quickly; if it wasn't cured yesterday, he would definitely be dead today."
The speaker was a man sitting on another sofa. He also had a delicate appearance and wore white clothes. From a distance, he looked like a scholar. He was Xiao Qianqian's second senior brother. Because he violated his master's taboo by researching poisons to harm people, he was expelled from the sect long ago, which is why he had no news of his master.
"So you mean we don't need to look for it anymore?"
"If we find it, it'll just be a corpse. Why bother making a fuss? Second Master, you have to trust my abilities. I'm not bragging, but my drug-making skills are unmatched in China today."
“I’m still not at ease,” the Second Master said, taking a big gulp of red wine, a ruthless glint in his eyes. “Keep searching. Even if we have to turn the whole mountain upside down, we have to find him.”
The subordinate hurriedly left after receiving the order. The Second Master turned to the man in white, "Are you sure your poison is truly incurable?"
The man in white nodded confidently, "I guarantee it with my life. Unless he's lucky enough to meet my master, he has absolutely no chance of surviving."
The second master was silent for a moment, then said, "I hope you haven't failed this time. If he's still alive, you know the consequences."
The man in white wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Don't worry, Second Master, my poisons have never failed."
However, they were unaware that the poisoned man was currently lying in Xiao Qianqian's master's house, receiving her meticulous care.
This man is Ye Boshen, the youngest head of the Ye family, the most powerful family in the capital. He was careless and fell into a trap, which is why he was chased here.
The one chasing him was his younger brother, Ye Boxuan; their conflict was a life-or-death struggle for wealth and power.
Ye Boxuan's men launched a large-scale search operation in the mountains, but they still couldn't find any trace of Ye Boshen. They didn't even find his bones, let alone his body.
"Brother, what if he gets eaten by a tiger or wolf? This is a forest, after all, and there are many large, ferocious beasts in there."
"Yes, brother, it's very likely. The brothers have searched the entire area, but they haven't even found a single bone."
"Search carefully again, from the top of the mountain to the bottom, even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, you must find it."
"Alright." Although his subordinate was very unwilling, he had no choice.
Xiao Qianqian, who had overheard their entire conversation from the tree, saw that they had already searched in the distance, so she quickly climbed down and ran home.
"Master, I~." Xiao Qianqian had run too fast and was still out of breath. Her face was flushed and she was drenched in sweat.
"What's wrong?" The old man, who was still studying the data, looked up.
"That group of people is here again; they're probably looking for this man."
"Don't rush, come with me."
The master walked into the ward, lifted a painting, and then pressed a switch. The entire floor descended, and another simply furnished floor rose up, with only a table and a few broken chairs. There was a small bed in the room.
"You stay down here and take care of him. Don't come up. Your master is here, so don't worry."
"Yes, Master."
The master tied a headscarf around his head and smeared a lot of dark stuff on his face, instantly transforming him into a weathered, dark-skinned old farmer. He took a small hoe and walked towards the medicinal herb field.
"Oh dear, I should take better care of these precious things of mine."
The group searching the mountain searched all the way down from the top but didn't see a single ghost, so they had to continue searching down the mountain.
"Brother, look, there's a wooden house over there. People must live there. Let's go take a look."
“It really is true, brother. Let’s go over and ask that family if they saw anyone injured.”
"Okay, let's go."
There were about 10 people in the group, each holding a gun and looking menacing.
The leader knocked on the door, asking, "Is anyone home?" After knocking for a long time without anyone answering, he looked around and saw a hunchbacked old man struggling to weed in a field below.
They hurried over. "Hey, old man, have you seen an injured man?" the fierce-looking man asked.
The old man shook his head. "No, I've been weeding here the whole time and haven't seen anyone." One of the men looked the old man up and down with a suspicious gaze. "Really no one? Old man, if you dare to lie to us, you're dead."
The old man looked frightened. "I've been here the whole time, I really haven't seen it. You should look somewhere else."
The leader pointed a gun at the old man and said, "Old man, open the door, let us see."
Having no other choice, the master had to put down his hoe and, feigning a limp, laboriously walk over to open the door.
The leader shoved him aside and rushed inside. He saw that the house was bare, with only an old wooden bed, a table, and four rickety chairs. There was nothing else there; it was empty. Indeed, there was no one else there, and no one else could hide.
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