Outside the door, Baili Feiyue of course just knocked on the door symbolically.
Not to mention that Feng Jiuhuang can't speak, even if she could, she's not awake now...
The moment he pushed open the door, Baili Feiyue took back what he had just thought.
The man on the bed was not only awake, but was also leaning against the headboard reading a book.
Hearing the sound of the door being pushed open, the man looked over.
Her black hair is like clouds and her eyes are like water.
Although there was not much emotion in his eyes.
Looking at those eyes, Baili Feiyue felt the same deep feeling as when he looked up at the sky when the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. It seemed to make one's whole mind be moved.
Tsk tsk…
It's always a relaxing and good thing to see someone wake up.
Baili Feiyue raised her eyebrows reflexively, "Oh, the beauty woke up much earlier than I expected."
As he spoke, he walked over, sat beside the bed, and felt Feng Jiuhuang's pulse.
It was totally unexpected that the body that was dying last night had actually regained its normal pulse!
Baili Feiyue's eyes flashed with excitement. What did this mean? It meant that her blood was particularly useful to his body! !
Of course, she had no interest in giving him her own blood to drink whenever she wanted, but she would be lying if she wasn't excited when she found out that her own blood was like a magical medicine!
I didn’t expect that. I didn’t expect that.
Although her blood couldn't cure his cold poison, adding some blood when making medicine for him in the future would definitely be helpful in controlling the frequent attacks and aggravation of the cold poison!
His eyes then moved to the man's right hand, which had only been applied with medicine and not bandaged for fear of covering it up.
The horrific wound was visible, but it was only slightly shrinking. Even the best elixir could not heal it immediately without leaving any scars.
Now Baili Feiyue certainly understood how this happened.
At the moment the mechanism fell, Feng Jiuhuang hugged her with her left hand and held the thin silver thread with her right hand.
The silver thread can bear the weight of two people, so you can imagine how strong it is.
It must be Feng Jiuhuang. If it were someone else, I’m afraid all the bones in his hand would have been cut off!
At that time, she didn't even notice it. This man... was too patient.
He remained calm despite the pain and didn't even make a sound.
Although she didn't understand why this man saved her life in the crisis, she had to accept it whether she was willing or not.
She quickly took out the prepared medicine and changed it for him.
After changing the medicine, Baili Feiyue looked up and said, "I didn't know you were awake, so I didn't bring breakfast up. What do you want to eat? I'll go buy it for you." At least she had to take care of him until his hand was almost recovered, right?
Feng Jiuhuang glanced at her and wrote on her palm: Let's go together
Because my right hand is injured, I wrote this with my left hand.
The fingertips were slightly cold, and Baili Feiyue's palms felt itchy and strange from the writing.
The palm of your hand is prone to itching, let alone when someone is writing slowly on your palm.
She had wanted to say it for a long time, "My beautiful lady, can we write somewhere else next time?"
The man looked at her.
There was a hint of confusion in the purple eyes.
Baili Feiyue thought she was unlucky. Okay, okay, you look good. You are a wounded soldier, but you are also my savior. You are the greatest! But, "You will go with me?"
The man nodded.
Baili Feiyue looked at his face strangely, took out a simple mask and put it on his face, "Then put on the mask."
She didn't want to be watched.
This inn is located in a remote area, with only one elderly innkeeper, and no meals are provided.
Baili Feiyue had no choice but to take Feng Jiuhuang to the street. She was afraid that someone would touch his injured hand, so she tried to stand in front of him.
But there are really a lot of people on the streets today.
And young people with excited faces carrying medicine boxes can be seen everywhere.
These people came from all over the world to Kyoto to participate in the Medical Association Competition.
There are only two rules for the medical competition. The first is that the facial features must be regular and not people with strange or scary looks.
After all, if you win, you may be admitted to the Imperial Hospital, and entering the Imperial Hospital means serving the powerful and the royal family of Dajing. It is understandable to require a basic orientation.
Another point is that men who participate in the medical competition must not be over 40 years old, and women must not be over 30 years old.
This is because some of them are selected to join the military, but they are too old to endure the hardships in the military.
Both provisions are reasonable.
Baili Feiyue had never paid attention to this before, but today, because of the incident with Chen Dafu when she went to the clinic before, she couldn't help but take a closer look.
I didn't care much about it.
He found a restaurant with a nice environment and chose an inconspicuous seat near the window, and ordered some food that would not conflict with the wound on Feng Jiuhuang's hand.
I ordered some of my favorite dishes.
After stealing from the national treasury last night, she had only had time to eat something in Xiao Ran's house.
When eating with Xiao Huan, she had to lift the veil with one hand because she was wearing a veil, and then feed the food into his mouth. But she didn't dare to lift the veil too high, for fear of revealing the scar on her face and scaring the little brat Xiao Huan.
Therefore, I didn’t eat much.
Now that I have the chance to sit down and have a good meal, of course I have to enjoy it!
The two of them ate in silence. Feng Jiuhuang was very elegant when eating, while Baili Feiyue didn't have time to talk or take care of other things.
Just because she doesn't have time to talk or take care of other things doesn't mean others don't have time to talk either.
The restaurant is very lively.
There are also many young doctors coming from other places. After all, they are young people, and they have come from far away to participate in the medical association competition. They all have some passion and revenge, and want to stand out and become famous.
At this moment, there is a sense of mutual respect and competition after a chance meeting.
Moreover, doctors are different from some other professions.
Like scholars, many doctors have strange temperaments and are not afraid of trouble.
There were people sitting at several tables in the hall carrying medical kits.
At this moment, a young man at one of the tables said, "I didn't expect to meet you all here today. I have heard of you for a long time. I believe you will definitely win first place in the Medical Association Competition!"
Someone said, "You're welcome. But I can't say we'll win first place. We're from other places, and we only heard about a Buddhist doctor from the Buddhist Pavilion after we arrived." Although it seemed to mean that if the Buddhist doctor from the Buddhist Pavilion also participated, it would be hard to say who would win first place. But the tone of his voice was quite unconvinced, as if he wanted to compete.
"Hahaha, brother, don't mind this. There is a miracle doctor in Fu Tu Pavilion, but he is missing, so I don't think he will participate in this medical competition. To be honest, I also went to Fu Tu Pavilion on its opening day, and I also wanted to compete with him. However, I have never seen a miracle doctor."
Someone else interrupted, "About half a month ago, the Buddha Pavilion opened, and the Buddha Pavilion Miracle Doctor appeared! You didn't go, what a pity! But as for the Buddha Pavilion Miracle Doctor, well, it's better not to see him, because you will be greatly disappointed if you do."
"I was there at the time, and that's true. The miracle doctor at the Buddha Pavilion was so grand and mysterious, but he was actually very ordinary. His medical skills, maybe just luck, I think, were just so-so. After all, he only treated a few people. Who can say for sure that his medical skills are good?"
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