An Ran quickly agreed. After hearing what the guard said, An Ran felt that the faith in Chinese medicine that had been deposited in her body for many years began to reactivate. She was struggling in her heart: Should she not save him or not?
Seeing An Ran agreed, the guard walked away. An Ran then had time to educate Xiao Ai. She took Xiao Ai's little hand and sat on the wolfskin, teaching her earnestly: "Xiao Ai, people were talking to you in a kind tone, why did you yell at them? You know it's wrong to do that? When you're out and about, it's better to have less trouble than more. How many people will you offend if you keep going like this? Two fists can't beat four hands. We still have the entire An family to consider. Don't be so reckless next time!"
Xiao Ai looked at An Ran aggrievedly, nodded, and then sobbed softly: "I just shouted because I was happy. Who told him not to let me shout..."
An Ran also knew that Xiao Ai was like this. She patted Xiao Ai's head and patiently explained to her, "Xiao Ai, what would you do if your sister was sick and others were making a fuss nearby? Always put yourself in other people's shoes. What you did just now was a bit too much... Don't do that next time..."
Xiao Ai lay on An Ran and thought for a while, then nodded: "Sister, I understand. I will pay attention next time."
Pay attention? What's that word? An Ran twitched her lips, but didn't force Xiao Ai to promise anything. With a barely audible sigh, she picked up a skewer of meat and handed it to Xiao Ai...
At this time, the man began to cough violently again and almost couldn't breathe. A servant beside him quickly took out a bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and fed it to his mouth. After a long time, the man finally caught his breath, but he was still coughing.
An Ran couldn't bear it any longer, so she got up from the wolfskin and walked in that direction.
As I approached, I saw that the man had thick eyebrows and big eyes. A tall, straight nose made his face look three-dimensional. His thin lips were tightly closed, without a trace of blood. His brows were tightly furrowed, as if he was enduring something...
He wasn't exactly handsome, but the moment you laid eyes on him, you were captivated by his inherently noble and unparalleled aura. He wore a moon-white robe, simple in style but top-notch in texture. It fitted him perfectly, flowing gracefully without a speck of dust.
At first sight, An Ran was fascinated by him.
"Cough... cough..." A coughing sound came from her ear. An Ran then approached the man, squatted down, looked at him, and said seriously: "I am a doctor. I want to see the condition of your illness. Do you trust me?"
The man opened his eyes and looked at An Ran's bright eyes. His eyes were clear and sincere, full of encouragement and hope, which made people believe in her... It has been a long time since he saw such clear eyes. Thinking of this, he nodded.
The old servant beside him watched the man nod, and couldn't help but worry: "Master, this man's origins are unknown, and we don't even know if he can be trusted. How can you just agree to this?! You have a heavy responsibility on your shoulders!"
Before he finished speaking, the man glanced at the old servant and said somewhat dejectedly: "Uncle Li, I have given up on my body, cough cough... You are the only ones who firmly believe that it can be cured, cough cough... Since this little brother wants to see it, let him see it... cough cough..." After saying that, he started coughing again.
Uncle Li burst into tears after hearing these words. He kept wiping his tears with his hands, but he no longer objected to An Ran treating the man. He turned around, looked at An Ran sharply, and said to her in a fierce tone, "My young master's body is not something that anyone can see. Since the young master asked you to treat him, then do it. But you have to be honest! If you can't treat him, get out!"
An Ran couldn't help but glance at him. What a deep bond between master and servant... But among this group, the highest-ranking guard was only a seventh-level warrior...
An Ran curled the corners of her lips and looked at Uncle Li with contempt: "Do you think threatening me will work? If I want your young master to die today, he will definitely not survive tomorrow!"
"Ahem... ahem... Uncle Li... ahem... little brother, Uncle Li is just worried about me... ahem... thank you for troubling me... ahem..." The man sensed the undercurrent between An Ran and Uncle Li, interrupted Uncle Li who was about to say something, and spoke to An Ran in a weak tone.
An Ran couldn't help but frown as she heard his weak cough. She pretended to reach into her sleeves, but in reality, she pulled out a bottle from within her space. She looked at Uncle Li provocatively, "I'm going to give him some medicine. How about it? Do you want to see what it is?"
Uncle Li was furious and snatched the bottle from An Ran's hand. "Look! Why don't you look? How can you not look at the food I'm giving to my young master? What if it's poison..."
Uncle Li poured out a round pill from the bottle and examined it carefully. He was surprised at the pill in his hand. "Huh? It's a fourth-grade Qi-nourishing Pill?!" He laughed again. "I've been looking for a fourth-grade Qi-nourishing Pill for so long and haven't found one yet. I didn't expect to find it here!"
Uncle Li looked at the elixir in his hand, his dragon eyes piercing An Ran. The joy in his eyes was almost drowning. This could be a fourth-grade alchemist! The fourth-grade alchemist he had been looking for for years! He clasped his fists and bowed to An Ran earnestly to apologize: "Little brother, I was blind and didn't recognize the great man. I hope you won't hold it against me! I hope you can cure my young master!"
An Ran snorted coldly, snatched the pill from Uncle Li's hand, and roughly fed it to the man. After a while, the coughing subsided. The man looked at An Ran, a hint of confusion flashing in his sharp eyes: Who is this girl? At such a young age, her magic level has reached level six, and she carries high-level pills with her. What family does she belong to?
When Uncle Li heard that his young master had stopped coughing, his old eyes were filled with joy. He stared at An Ran intently, as if he had discovered some treasure, with light shining in his eyes.
After the coughing sound died down, An Ran felt his pulse and carefully identified it.
Uncle Li saw An Ran's strange movements. Although he was puzzled, he knew that she was treating his young master. He looked at An Ran excitedly, as if she could do whatever she wanted. He no longer worried that An Ran would make his young master worse.
Being stared at with such fiery and naked eyes, An Ran couldn't concentrate on taking her pulse. She turned to Uncle Li and said, "Uncle Li, could you please stop staring at me? I'm scared!"
After hearing An Ran's words, Uncle Li also realized that he had broken the rules. As an Alchemist, how could he be stared at like this? His old face couldn't help but turn red all the way to his neck. He smiled awkwardly and waved his hands at An Ran: "I'll try my best, I'll try my best... You go about your business, don't worry about me, don't worry about me..."
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