Time Travel: My Lord, Your Missing Fiancee Is Back

"Young Master, it was Liu Yufeng who did this, right? Did she do anything to you? Young Master..."

Wen Sui was anxiously trying to confirm something. "She usually resorts to despicable means. Have you been tricked? Are you feeling unwell? Let's go back to the city to see a doctor right away..."

Qi Ze avoided eye contact and moved sideways with a slightly stiff movement to avoid Wen Sui's touch. "Go find someone. He should be nearby."

Wen Sui was struck by lightning. His suspicion that his jade cabbage was contaminated by dirt came true. "Young Master, the most important thing for us now is to check the body and treat the injuries. Everything else can be done later..."

Qi insisted, "No, find someone first, about 7 feet 7 inches tall, wearing red clothes, a little fat, and you must take him back with you."

Wen Sui was confused, "Young Master, this is a deep mountain! What you see may not be a human, it may be a mountain spirit or a monster..."

Qi Ze shook his head, "No, he is a human! I can feel that he must still be nearby..." He suddenly strode forward excitedly, walking two or three hundred meters quickly with rapid breathing, looking up breathlessly, feeling pain and joy.

There, a little fat boy in red clothes, a golden crown and a golden belt was sleeping soundly on a tree branch, his saliva was almost dripping.

Wen Sui: “…”

There really is such a person, and he's so fat.

"Young Master, in this deep forest, he is so fat, it is unbelievable that he has no food for monsters..."

Qi Ze tapped the ground with his toes and floated up. He carried the fat boy down from the tree and immediately felt something was wrong. It was too heavy. He unconsciously used his spiritual power to land steadily. He breathed a sigh of relief and said, "He saved me."

No matter how many questions Wen Sui had, they were stuck in his throat and he could only take out the flying boat silently.

The flying boat flew out with a whoosh. Qi Ze, who was physically and mentally exhausted, lost his balance for a moment and was nearly knocked over by the recoil. His hands around Jiang Heng's shoulders tightened unconsciously.

Jiang Heng moved, opened his eyes dazedly, and saw a familiar-looking man. "You..." He broke free from the man's hand, leaned back, and moved away. "What are you going to do?"

The boat shook a few times and then stabilized.

Qi Ze: "Little brother, don't be afraid, you saved me, I won't hurt you.

If you hadn't fed me the medicine and pricked me with the needle to wake me up, so that I could have a moment of clarity at the critical moment and suppress the effects of the medicine, I would probably have been a pool of blood and flesh by now.

Little brother, I will never forget your life-saving grace. I..."

You can't just set a flag casually. Jiang Heng interrupted quickly, "Let's not talk about that for now, just take care of yourself first. I see, you don't look well."

The cabin was very cramped, with limited space, similar to a wupeng boat. The boat was already flying at high speed, so she had limited range of movement. This sitting position, where you have to have a long conversation, face to face, and you can hear her breathing, was really a bit...

Qi Ze also felt embarrassed, extremely embarrassed.

"Well, let's stand back to back. I'll be on this side, and you'll be on that side..."

After adjusting their seats, both of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Heng wiped his sweat: Finally, he no longer has to watch the scene where a man subjectively wants to be quiet, but objectively his body is affected by drugs and his eyes become blurry, his body becomes hot, and he can hardly control himself.

Qi Ze also wiped his sweat, held his mind and focused, and tried his best to continue to use his spiritual power to suppress the restlessness in his body: Finally, he didn't have to expose his most embarrassing and embarrassing scene in front of others, leaving himself a little dignity...

Jiang Heng didn't know where they were taking her, nor did she know who was driving the boat. The person behind the boat probably didn't want to deal with her, so she didn't ask.

In a daze, he felt the body temperature of the person behind him was getting higher and higher, the spiritual energy around him began to become restless, the man's body couldn't stop shaking, and he couldn't suppress the groans from his mouth.

Jiang Heng's heart tightened, "Hey, whoever, drive faster, your master is going to explode."

There was smoke coming from behind.

Jiang Heng turned his head in horror. Could it be that she was going to be buried with him?

Before she could see the man behind her, her body was suddenly pulled back by an inexplicable force, and some kind of martial arts in her body started to work automatically.

The evil power absorbed at the Wang Family Manor before and the pure energy transformed were actually quietly sent out of the body by this technique and sent into the body of the person behind him!

Jiang Heng immediately crossed her legs and looked inward. It was her own body, and she herself had become an outsider.

This technique...

Jiang Heng looked for a long time, and only saw that an inexplicable energy bridge was established outside the body between himself and the person behind him.

This bridge is a bit like the spiritual power transmission in fantasy TV dramas.

But she was clearly cultivating the power of stars... Uh, that's not right. The pure energy transformed from the evil power is not the power of stars. That doesn't seem right either. It's the power of stars...

Jiang Heng didn't know when the person behind him stopped groaning and fell asleep. When he was woken up, he was still a little confused, "Ah, we're here? Where are we?"

Wen Sui had already helped Qi Ze get off the boat. Not far ahead was an extremely thick city wall that was several feet high, with the three words "Anyang City" written on it in large letters.

Renhetang.

The old man felt the pulse with one hand and stroked his gray goat beard with the other. His expression was calm as he asked in a routine manner: "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Sui whispered: "Yes, I was poisoned..."

The old man suddenly increased the force of the four fingers pressing on Qi Ze's wrist, looked at the whites of his eyes and the coating on his tongue with a serious expression, and asked about his bowel movements, urine and various situations. Wen Sui knew nothing about any of them.

Qi Ze blushed, feeling embarrassed, lowered his head, covered his face, and said in a mosquito-like voice: "Yesterday at noon... I didn't pee... I just felt weak..."

Wen Sui was very nervous, "Doctor, how is it?"

"It's hard to say. Use another hand."

After the old doctor took the pulse, he sighed, took the paper and pen and began to write a prescription:

"In his case, he was poisoned by a Class A secret drug but did not receive relief in time. He then resorted to violence, which had a negative impact on his body, especially his kidneys, lower abdominal meridians, and..."

He gave Wen Sui a look that said "you know what I mean." "It's a huge burden, so damage is inevitable. The kidneys are delicate organs, and once damaged, it's very difficult to recover."

Then he looked at Qi Ze, "Are you a monk?"

Qi Ze: “Yeah.”

Wen Sui: "Doctor, is it easier for monks to recover than ordinary people?"

"That's right. However, even if he recovers from this level of injury, he may not be able to..." The old man paused and handed over the prescription, "Take a few doses of this medicine to warm it up. As for a radical cure, I suggest you try all the medicines."

The old man didn't say a word, but every word he said was saying that Qi Ze was inhumane.

Qi Ze, who was groggy, heard this and sighed inwardly. It had finally come to this. It was fate.

Wen Sui, as if grasping at a life-saving straw, asked anxiously: "Medicine Capital? Medicine Capital of the Wudao Empire?"

A modest gentleman, gentle as jade. How could he, who is polite, self-disciplined and dedicated to his work, accept this...

"Yes. When I was young, I went to Yaodu to study. The medical level there is much higher than ours. Yaodu also has a whole medicinal garden in the mountains, with exotic flowers and herbs everywhere. If you can find a miracle doctor to help, he should be able to bring the dead back to life."

Jiang Heng, who was unable to escape, looked at the layout of the inner clinic speechlessly.

Modern medicine, for male/dysfunction, all depends on psychological, physiological, environmental and other factors. For psychological problems, taking any medicine is just psychological comfort.

After this experience, most of this man’s physical problems can be completely resolved in a few months, but the huge psychological trauma is not so easy to heal.

When it comes to mental illness, it’s useless to seek help from any miracle doctor.