ought a small inn in an ancient town on the outskirts of the city, preparing to resign and become the proprietress.Landlady"...Who is the boss" I seemed to have caught the point.Little Wang's face flu...Mu Wanchen lay on the stone bed, blood flowing from him onto the floor.

"Ah!!" I was startled.

Inside a house, an old witch was with several young apprentices, putting a strange worm onto her wound.

"What are you doing!" I rushed forward and pushed the old hag away.

"He got injured and he put bugs in his wound! Doesn't he want it to get infected faster! What kind of injury can be treated with bugs! This kind of wound, this kind of wound—"

I gasped for breath, the wound was terrible, not caused by an ordinary weapon.

There was an open cavity on his shoulder, a result of an explosion.

Bullet.

I ripped off my knitted cardigan and balled it up, pressing it hard against his wound. "This injury can't be treated your way!" I shouted at the hags who were still glaring at me with fury. "It will kill him!"

Mu Wanchen's broad and sturdy frame twitched involuntarily. His chest heaved visibly, slick with sweat from the agonizing pain. A sheen of moisture glistened on his honey-colored muscles.

The old man who led me in whispered, "Can you save the Great Witch King"

"Yes! But this isn't the place, I need to take him away, this wound needs a hospital! Surgery! The bullet is lodged in his muscle! We need to get it out! Otherwise, even if we stop the bleeding, it will get infected and rot!" I said urgently.

As soon as she heard I was taking him away, the old crone immediately objected. She pointed at me with her cane: "You witch! How dare you take our Great Shaman away! Guards! Come and arrest her!"

However, the guards couldn't get close to me. Jiang Qiyun stood behind me, a protective barrier surrounding me. The people in the room stared at me blankly, too afraid to approach.

"Qi Yun... quickly take him away, we need to get to the hospital! He's lost too much blood!" I anxiously turned back to Jiang Qi Yun for help.

Jiang Qiyun slightly frowned, walked behind me, held me with one hand, and pressed down on several key acupoints on Mu Wanchen's shoulders, neck, and abdomen with the other.

The cold light from the fingertips entered Mu Wanchen's skin, and the bleeding from the wound stopped quickly.

"Temporary hemostasis... Don't worry, look at you, your eyes are bloodshot." He glared at me with displeasure.

I'm afraid he might misunderstand, so I hurriedly explained: "How could this not be urgent! Such a serious injury could be fatal!"

Jiang Qiyun raised an eyebrow: "I won't let him die, Hades dare take his soul"

Uh!

This...seems to make a bit of sense.

"What can we do Let's take him to the hospital through a back channel. I'll go beg the Lin family to arrange for private surgery!"

Mu Wanchen's body was burning hot. I reached out and touched the side of his neck, the temperature was rather feverish.

I reached out to take his mask, wanting someone to bring a towel to cool him down.

Who knew that before I even encountered his wooden mask, his big hand would suddenly shoot up and grab my wrist!

"Oh! What are you doing! It's me!"

He applied such force, it felt like he wanted to crush my bones! How bitter was he

"Mu...Xiao Qiao..." He opened his eyelids and glanced at me, then loosened his grip on my hand.

Just pinch like that, my wrist is swollen!

I've seen him punch a mud-brick house with one hand, creating a huge hole. If this human weapon gets angry, I bet my bones would shatter.

Jiang Qiyun's face held a thin layer of anger. When my wrist was grasped, his body instinctively twitched, and the translucent long sword nearly materialized in his hand in an instant.

I quickly stopped him: "Mu Wanchen was just being reflexively cautious, I'm fine."

"Hmph! You're saying nothing happened when his grip left your hand swollen!" Jiang Qiyun clearly disliked me defending Mu Wanchen like this.

You have to protect him! This is a gunshot wound!

For an ordinary person with the Two Qi of Yin and Yang, this is a fatal injury! Are you going to let him beat up Mu Wanchen

"Mu Wanchen, you need to take off the mask, or else I won't be able to cool you down. Be careful, you might get burned silly." I whispered.

“No, don't touch it.” He said two words simply, but his tone was uncompromising.

Doesn't he want to take it His face is unreadable.

Based on his physique and build, I think he couldn't possibly be an ugly man.

It must be because there's some special secret on her face.

"Then I won't touch it, but I have to take you to the hospital immediately. You need surgery to remove the bullet and antibiotics too, herbal remedies won't work for this kind of wound!" I grabbed his strong arm trying to pull him up.

He propped himself up on the bed with his uninjured arm.

"Where to" he gasped, fighting through the agony of his wound, reaching out with one hand to grab my shirt, pressing down on the bleeding hole in his shoulder.

"Take... to the hospital near my house! I'll go ask some acquaintances to arrange a private hospital for you to have surgery. After they remove the bullet and treat the infection, you can come back to recover!"

Jiang Qiyun coldly reminded me beside me: "Mortals cannot walk the Dharma Path."

Oh no! I patted my head, how could I forget this restriction!

"Then I'll go back right now! You wait for me outside the cliff! I'll think of a way to bring people to get you!" I said to Mu Wanchen.

He looked at me with a mixture of doubt and suspicion.

The Wuzhishan city dwellers live in seclusion, just like them, the entire Minjiang River basin people maintain a relatively primitive way of life. They have not had much contact with the outside world.

"In short, I'll go back and think of a way. You hurry to the Fa Gate and wait for me." As I said this, I pulled Jiang Qiyun out of the palace.

"What can you do" Jiang Qiyun asked me, frowning.

"... What else can we do, ask Lin Yanhuan to arrange a helicopter -"

Jiang Qiyun narrowed her eyes slightly, a chill in the air around her.

"Qiyun, this is saving someone's life! He's my friend, and last time if it weren't for him, I would still be in the Corpse Refining Den. Who knows what would have happened to me"

"That's what he wants you to be." Jiang Qiyun said coldly.

"Um... but he knew I was pregnant, knew I had a husband, and he never touched me! He even sent me out safely. You shouldn't keep bringing this up, okay"

Jiang Qiyun faintly twisted her head: "You can have so many reasons to excuse him, how did you pin so many charges on me before"

"Because nothing ever happened between him and I! But you're different... Oh, don't be so petty!"

"Cheap" he frowned.

"I haven't said anything about all your maids!" I snapped.

"Those are just props! I let them into the room only to—" He gritted his teeth, pinching my chin.

"Why" I asked, my face stern though inwardly I felt a thrill of curiosity.

When he's jealous, he can talk a lot! It's so cute.

Jiang Qiyun sighed and frowned. "In order to prevent the lotus petal from becoming too ambitious, I can only occasionally call those maids into my room to stay for a while before letting them leave. It's just a show... You little thing is the real one who won't let go!"

Even celestial gods can have regrets, hehe.

I sprang up and braced my feet, kissing him.

He is not a cruel person, he just has some awkward emotions that need soothing.

A proactive kiss is a good way.

He lowered his gaze to meet mine, let out a sigh and squeezed my cheek.

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