She glanced down at the ground, making sure the brocade was crumpled up and held down by the chair so it wouldn't unfurl again, before walking up to Shang Xiye and sitting down on the stool by the bed. She said seriously, "Give me your hand, let me take your pulse."
Shang Xiye had never seen such a mischievous and clever woman before. If it weren't for the fact that he had sent Wushang to follow her after her accident yesterday, he would have suspected that she had been switched at birth.
"You know medicine?" Shang Xiye asked warily.
According to the information he collected, she had no skills other than wielding knives and guns and robbing others.
"I didn't know how to do it before, but last night a deity appeared in my dream and I learned a trick or two." Ji Fengyao rubbed her nose with the back of her hand, giving off an expression that said, "You won't lose anything by trusting me."
A divine intervention in a dream, ah!
Shang Xiye subconsciously clenched his fist, feeling an urge to punch the female bandit away.
What kind of pulse diagnosis was that? It was clearly a scheme to get close to him and take advantage of him.
"Hey, what are you dawdling about, you big man? Are you afraid I'll take advantage of you?" Ji Fengyao saw his little fists but felt nothing. She grabbed his hand and placed her slender, soft fingers precisely on his wrist.
"you!"
Shang Xiye pulled his hand back slightly, feeling that her pulse-taking movements were exceptionally practiced, as if she had done it hundreds or thousands of times before, and then paused. Seeing her delicate brows slightly furrowed and her focused and serious expression, he slowly placed his hand on her lap.
Could there be a gap in the information he collected? Does she really know medicine?
a long time.
Ji Fengyao released Chen Xiye's hand and looked at him with amazement: "Brother, it's a miracle that you can still come up the mountain alive to marry me. The Frost Talisman, the Ghost Face Gu, the Bone-Corroding Powder, and the Intestinal-Piercing Poison couldn't kill you. You're not some kind of illegitimate child of a deity, are you?"
Shang Xiye: "..."
What kind of weird nickname is "Big Brother"? But she actually got all the poison in his body right.
Clearly, he was certain that she hadn't administered the poison. That left only one possibility: she possessed genuine skill.
"Is there a possible solution?" Shang Xiye asked casually.
Although the famous doctors who had treated him all said that his poison was incurable unless the legendary healer Bai Caosheng intervened, he still held onto a sliver of hope since this girl had correctly diagnosed his condition.
After all, the war in the Northwest was not over yet, and he would need to return to take charge at any time.
Ji Fengyao rested her pointed chin on her right thumb and forefinger, her forefinger stroking her pretty face, with a roguish air: "It's a bit troublesome, but not too difficult. The key is that I don't recognize a single herb right now, so this matter needs to be considered carefully."
Shang Xiye: "!"
I really want to call someone in and drag this woman who's spouting nonsense out and beat her to death.
You don't even recognize a single herb? You call that a minor problem?!
Did she think he had a good temper and was just playing with him?
Under the intense gaze of someone who seemed to be wielding ice blades, Ji Fengyao belatedly realized what was happening and then offered a completely insincere explanation: "Well, the immortals just appeared in my dream last night."
Therefore, it's understandable that she doesn't recognize the herbs.
This is also because the names of the vegetation are different in each world, otherwise this would not have happened.
Shang Xiye simply closed his eyes, his chest aching with anger. He felt that if he said a few more words to this damned female bandit, he would be driven to his death by anger.
This person doesn't seem to believe her, which is not good.
This is a typical patriarchal society. If she enters the Ninth Prince's mansion and doesn't receive his full cooperation and protection, she might not even be able to step out of the mansion in the future.
Moreover, he has a bunch of women in his household. If she can't get his "favor" and still clings to the position of the principal wife, even if her bandit-like demeanor can intimidate them for a while, those women will skin her alive sooner or later!
Or should we take him in?
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