His pale, bloodless complexion added a touch of fragile beauty to his exquisite features! His thick, long eyelashes, like tiny fans, rested on his slightly sunken eye sockets, making him look like a masterfully crafted doll, enticing one to look at the scenery beneath his lashes. His chiseled nose, thin lips, and clearly defined, streamlined face were all so impeccable.
"Tsk tsk~ Perfect! It's practically a work of art! Huanhuan really struck gold this time."
It has to be said that Mu Run is a bit of a looks-obsessed person. Ever since she saw his true face, her movements have become much gentler.
I took a needle and stitched up his huge open wound, so deep that you could even see the bone.
He took off all his clothes, and it was inevitable that his male features would be visible, but he only glanced at them quickly before covering himself with a sheet.
Fu Yunchen's eyelashes fluttered, but he didn't open them, so Mu Run didn't know that he was actually awake.
After carefully cleaning his body, Mu Run moved him to the bed and laid him face down with the wound facing upwards to prevent further bleeding or reopening of the wound.
"If he came from the miasma, he must have been poisoned." Mu Run looked closely at Fu Yunchen's face, which was already somewhat ashen and purplish.
"Let's try feeding him a bowl of detoxifying soup first, it's a last resort." She didn't know anything about medicine, so she could only rely on basic common sense.
Huanhuan and Tuantuan had been standing at the door for quite a while. When Murun said she wanted to use the detoxifying soup, Huanhuan immediately raised her hand, "Mom, I'll go pick some Epimedium."
Mu Run had told them that the Epiphyllum oxypetalum could cure miasma. She had even planted a small patch of it so that she could easily find it when she needed it.
"Do you know about pulling up the big ones?" Mu Run instructed.
"Know."
Huanhuan ran off with Tuantuan, carrying a small basket in her hand.
Mu Run served a bowl of mushroom and pheasant soup, along with two chicken wings. The chicken legs were for Huanhuan and Tuantuan, as always.
As if he knew it was time to eat, when she brought over the meat soup, she saw that he had already sat up on the bed, completely naked! His eyes were also open.
Unlike when I first saw him, when his eyes were pitch black, now one of his eyes is dark purple. Is it because he has been poisoned by miasma?
Mu Run put the bowl on the table, took a thin blanket and draped it over him. "Your clothes have been washed and you can wear them tomorrow. Just make do with lying in bed today. Besides, your wound is too big, so it's not advisable for you to get out of bed and walk around."
"Don't you recognize me?" Fu Yunchen asked.
Mu Run was stunned.
"I am Fu Yunchen."
"……oh."
“You have amnesia.” Fu Yunchen quickly understood.
Mu Run: "..."
"Who did you have the child with?" Fu Yunchen asked, his hands already clenched into fists.
Mu Run frowned, not wanting to talk to him about the original owner of this body. "Since you're awake, then eat the soup on the table."
He turned to leave.
Fu Yunchen said, "I'm blind, you feed me."
"Huh?" Mu Run turned around and looked into his eyes.
"I was poisoned and went blind."
Mu Run had no choice but to walk over again, wave her hand in front of his eyes, and then make a peace sign. "How many is this?"
"..." Fu Yunchen remained silent.
"Is he really blind?" Mu Run asked doubtfully, turning her gaze to the soup bowl on the table.
He walked over, picked up the soup, ladled out a spoonful of hot soup, and without blowing on it, directly brought it to his lips.
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