Traveling through time and space to become a lady of a noble family, but she only wants to escape

Fang Zhiheng was sleeping soundly when he heard someone calling his name in his dream. He felt annoyed and didn't answer. Then he flew up and down in his dream.

When the flight finally stopped, he opened his eyes hazily and saw Bai Zhi, who looked like a hanged ghost with bruises on his neck.

Bai Zhi: "...Is that how you brought him here?"

Changfeng nodded.

Bai Zhi: "..."

Fang Zhiheng hadn't figured out what was going on yet and was looking around with half-opened eyes. Bai Zhi poured him a cup of tea with one hand and explained the situation in a few words.

Fang Zhiheng suddenly opened his eyes wide and woke up completely. He rushed to the bedside using his hands and feet to feel Gu Yan's pulse.

Changfeng did not forget to bring the medicine box. Baizhi tactfully moved the medicine box to the bedside, and then took the oil lamp and placed it next to the bed.

Fang Zhiheng took the medicine box, took out a small black pill from it, and forced open Gu Yan's mouth to stuff it in.

After an incense stick of time had passed, Fang Zhiheng ordered, "Changfeng, release the acupuncture point."

Chang Feng followed his instructions and started to unblock the acupoints. Gu Yan's breathing suddenly became heavy, but thanks to the small pill, he did not wake up and continue to go crazy.

Fang Zhiheng took the pulse again.

This time the pulse diagnosis took a very long time. Changfeng quietly moved to the bedside and stared at Gu Yan, not daring to make a sound.

Gu Yan slept uneasily, his fingers moved from time to time, and his expression was very painful. He didn't know what kind of monsters he was fighting with in his dream.

Only when Bai Zhi felt her arms and legs were stiff did Fang Zhiheng withdraw his hand and take out a row of needles from the medicine box: "Changfeng, help the master sit up and undress. Third Madam, please bring a basin."

Bai Zhi picked up the basin with one hand and stood by the bed, looking at Gu Yan, who was shirtless and covered with shiny thorns from being stabbed by Fang Zhiheng.

After taking off his clothes, Gu Yan looked quite muscular, with the muscles on his body quite obvious. It seemed that all the martial arts training he had practiced was not in vain.

Fang Zhiheng ordered Changfeng to transfer the Qi to Gu Yan. After an incense stick of time, he said to Bai Zhi, "Madam San, I am going to remove the needles from the master to stimulate the blood clots. Please hold the basin in front of the master."

Bai Zhi's right hand was seriously injured when she was cushioning the back of her head, and it hurt like hell when she moved. But she couldn't hold up the large wooden basin with her left hand alone, so after thinking it over, she had no choice but to sit opposite Gu Yan, prop up the basin with her knees, and steady it with her left hand.

Fang Zhiheng noticed her strange posture, and when he looked down, he discovered that Bai Zhi's right hand was bruised and purple: "Third Madam, your hand..."

"We'll talk about the hand later," Bai Zhi urged, "You treat him first."

Fang Zhiheng turned his head, concentrated and calmed himself, and began to remove the needles in order.

Every time a needle was pulled out, Gu Yan's tightly closed eyelids trembled, until the last needle was pulled out, Gu Yan suddenly spat out a large mouthful of faintly black blood.

The direction of the spitting was really tricky, half in the basin and half on the collar of Baizhi.

Fang Zhiheng grabbed Gu Yan's wrist and probed for a while, then heaved a long sigh of relief: "Okay, this disaster is over. Changfeng, help the master lie down."

Bai Zhi looked at Gu Yan - his expression had finally calmed down, his sweaty chest rose and fell evenly, he was completely different from when he was pinching her just now.

I shouldn't be crazy when I wake up this time, right?

Fang Zhiheng put away the needle and picked up Bai Zhi's hand to examine it carefully.

"Madam San, can you move your hands?"

Bai Zhi tried to move, but the pain made her grimace: "No, it hurts when I move, is there a bone broken?"

"It looks like your metacarpal bone is fractured. You need to rest." Fang Zhiheng took out two small porcelain bottles from the medicine box. "Madam, apply the white bottle to your neck and the red bottle to your palms. Apply once a day until the bruises subside."

Bai Zhi took the porcelain bottle and said, "Thank you, Doctor Fang."

Fang Zhiheng's lips moved for a long time, then he stood up and stepped back, kneeling down to Bai Zhi and saying, "Thank you, Third Madam... No, thank you, Miss Bai, for saving my life. If I let the master go insane until tomorrow, his heart would be in chaos, and he would be powerless to recover."

Bai Zhi really couldn't bear to see others kneeling before her. She felt uncomfortable all over. She hurriedly helped Fang Zhiheng up: "It's just a small favor. Doctor Fang, please get up quickly."

Fang Zhiheng stood up, wiped his eyes with his sleeve, and said, "Miss Bai, it's almost dawn, and I should leave. I can't let the people in the Marquis' Mansion see me here, it will cause trouble. I'll have to trouble you to look after the master for the next two days."

Bai Zhi nodded: "Okay."

Changfeng carried Fang Zhiheng on his back and went back the same way he came.

The room suddenly became quiet, leaving only the sound of Gu Yan's steady breathing. After a night of tossing and turning and getting injured, Bai Zhi felt extremely tired.

She lit the calming incense according to Gu Yan's usual habit, then glanced at Gu Yan lying on the bed, resigned herself to her fate and pulled out Gu Yan's bed from the cabinet, spread the mat on the floor, and fell asleep.

When Bai Zhi woke up, it was already noon.

She sat up in a daze and saw Gu Yan sitting in the usual place reading a book. Except for a slight dark spot under his eyes, he looked as normal as could be.

It was like he just had a very normal sleep last night, but Bai Zhi was almost strangled to death by someone unknown.

Gu Yan saw Bai Zhi wake up, dropped the book and walked over, then half-knelt very close to Bai Zhi, half-closed his eyelashes and looked at her mottled wounds with an apologetic look: "How are you?"

"So you remember it." Bai Zhi gritted her teeth and said lightly, "Thanks to Master Chu, I'm not dead yet."

Bai Zhi looked relaxed, but she was in a real mess. There were bruises on her neck, purple bruises on her palms, a red and black bloodstain on her chest, and her hair was messy like a pile of hay.

Gu Yan looked into Bai Zhi's eyes and said very seriously, "I am sorry for you."

Bai Zhi: "..."

She originally just wanted to say a few insults to Gu Yan and then let it go, after all, she couldn't argue with a mad man. She didn't expect Gu Yan to be so sincere, which made her feel a little awkward.

Bai Zhi waved her left hand, which was still able to move: "Alright, alright, be careful next time."

Gu Yan looked around and fixed his eyes on the two small porcelain bottles beside the floor: "Is this the medicine Zhiheng left for you?"

Bai Zhi then realized that she had thrown the medicine on the ground: "Yes. Apply the white one to your neck and the red one to your hands. I forgot. Apply it later."

Gu Yan ignored her words of “apply it later” and directly picked up the small red bottle. He whispered “sorry for the offense” and then gently held Bai Zhi’s right hand.

Baizhi felt as if her hand was held up by a warm feather.

The medicine in the bottle was in liquid form, so Gu Yan poured a splash of it onto Bai Zhi's hand and carefully smeared it on her. His technique was so light that Bai Zhi felt a little itchy.

After applying the lotion on his entire hand, Gu Yan picked up the small white bottle again, poured a little into his hand, and then reached for Bai Zhi's neck.

The feeling of being pinched last night suddenly overlapped with Gu Yan's hand, and Bai Zhi subconsciously dodged back.

Gu Yan withdrew his hand immediately: "The medicine for your neck... I'll ask Qiaoqiao to apply it for you."

"I can do it myself. I still have one hand." Bai Zhi took the medicine bottle. "Qiaoqiao doesn't know the truth. She will be worried to death after seeing this. She may even cry through my ears."