The delicate boy I picked up after traveling through the book is a big devil

Song Yu shook his head. Although there are effective medicines for asthma in modern times, they cannot be completely cured, let alone in ancient times when technology was backward.

The man saw her shaking her head and immediately looked disappointed.

Song Yu said, "Although I can't completely cure you, I can prescribe a prescription to relieve your symptoms. If you pay more attention in the future, it won't relapse easily."

When the man heard this, his eyes lit up again: "Really? That's great, thank you, young lady. No, thank you, doctor."

Song Yu prescribed Xiaoqinglong Decoction for him, but the medicinal ingredients needed to be added or subtracted according to the symptoms.

But she wouldn't stay in Sifang City forever, so she told the man in advance.

The man was a traveling merchant named Lu Shangbai. He came to Sifang City for two reasons: one was to seek medical treatment, and the other was to purchase goods.

He asked Song Yu about her upcoming schedule and learned that Song Yu did not have a fixed itinerary, so he invited her to go back home with him in a few days.

This way, the prescription can be adjusted according to his condition, and it also gives Song Yu his next destination.

Song Yu thought for a moment and agreed.

So she wrote down the prescription: Asthma and spleen, lung and kidney deficiency should be treated with Xiaoqinglong Decoction, which can clear the lungs, resolve phlegm, and warm and nourish the three yin meridians.

The man got the prescription. Although he hadn't taken the medicine yet and didn't know how effective it was, he was very grateful to Song Yu.

After paying the medical fee, I hurried to the nearest pharmacy before it was too late.

Although the people watching the excitement gradually dispersed, they all turned their eyes to Song Yu from time to time.

For a girl who looks so young and beautiful and has medical skills, it is inevitable that people are curious about her identity.

After the patient's matter was taken care of, Song Yu did not leave in a hurry. Instead, he came to another table, looked at the two purple-clothed people sitting there, and said, "Thank you for your help just now."

The two female warriors stood up. The one who had just drawn her sword clasped her fists towards Song Yu and said, "It's just a trivial matter. It's not worth mentioning."

Song Yu looked at the somewhat heroic actions and felt a little excited. Could this be considered as dealing with people in the martial arts world?

But there was no scene of them hitting it off right away, having a great conversation, and then becoming sworn brothers.

After a brief greeting, Song Yu and the two female knights returned to their room upstairs.

Su He helped her carry the things back to her room. Most of the things they bought were Song Yu's.

After Su He put down his things, he checked every corner of the room and even opened the wardrobe to take a look.

After making sure there was no problem, he said to Song Yu, "I'll go get you some water to wash your feet."

Song Yu nodded. After shopping, his feet were sweaty and he couldn't fall asleep without washing them.

As for asking Su He to prepare the water for foot washing, it was his own initiative. At first, Song Yu was a little embarrassed, but Su He insisted, and Song Yu gradually got used to it.

After Su He left, Song Yu sat on the edge of the bed and took off his shoes and socks.

The table was piled high with their shopping results for the day.

There was food, clothes, and a few medical books.

Not only hers, but Su He's too.

Song Yu went down barefoot, walked to the table and found the package of clothes.

They picked out Su He's clothes. Now that spring was getting warmer, they had to change into thinner spring clothes.

Su He came back quickly and entered the room. He saw Song Yu sitting on the bed, happily unpacking the package. He did not disturb her. He poured some hot water into the basin, wet the face towel, wrung it dry, and then brought it to Song Yu.

Song Yu saw the face towel handed to her and took it: "Thank you." After washing her face, she said.

Su He took out the foot basin from below, poured hot water into it, and brought it to Song Yu.

Song Yu handed the things he had divided to Su He: "These are yours."

Su He stood up and took it. Song Yu smiled at him, then lifted up her skirt and trouser legs and put her feet directly into the water.

Only then did Su He realize that she was not wearing shoes. He glanced at her and saw the shoes and socks beside the bed, feeling helpless.

Song Yu's personality sometimes looks mature and reserved, but sometimes he acts like a child, without any rules.

"You should go to bed early too. We'll go for a walk again tomorrow morning," Song Yu said.

Su He said, "Okay, I'll get the water out."

After washing up, Song Yu lay on the bed, yawning, but a little insomniac. She came to Sifang City randomly, and even if she was strolling around, it was aimless.

But now she is like a headless fly, without any thoughts.

Gradually his consciousness became blurred and his eyelids were twitching. Song Yu didn't know how he fell asleep.

But she suddenly felt like there was someone standing next to her, a feeling of oppression from above, as if something was sweeping her face.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly. Song Yu was a staunch materialist. Even if it was a time travel, she thought it was a crack in time and space, not some mysterious three-party creature.

Now, excluding sleepwalking, wild thoughts, and illusions, there is only one possibility: there is a thief.

Song Yu held his breath and waited, trying not to get too nervous and reveal any flaws.

She wanted to ensure her personal safety as much as possible. If she lost money, she could earn it again, but if she lost her life, she would really have nothing.

But she didn't expect that there are thieves who steal things and thieves who steal people in this world.

Song Yu was awake, but she didn't open her eyes and tried to breathe as smoothly as possible.

But the thief's next action made her unable to remain calm.

The quilt on her body was lifted up.

Song Yu suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the masked man in front of him.

"Ah..." Song Yu screamed.

But his mouth was immediately covered.

"Little beauty, don't be afraid. I won't hurt you. I will only pity you." A hoarse male voice came into Song Yu's ears.

Song Yu's upper body was pressed down by the man and her mouth was covered. She forced herself to calm down quickly.

She didn't struggle, staring straight at the mask in front of her.

The mask was very ordinary, a silver-white mask that covered the entire face, leaving only space for the eyes and mouth.

Seeing that Song Yu did not struggle, the thief's eyes showed excitement: "My little beauty, you know what to do. Brother will make you feel good."

As he was about to lower his head and kiss her, Song Yu's upper body and one hand were pressed down.

But her other hand was free, and she carefully groped around the inside of the bed.

She remembered her pepper spray, which was on the inside of her bed.

Just as the thief was about to kiss her forehead.

Song Yu finally touched the pepper spray. At the critical moment, before Song Yu raised his hand, the thief's body flew into the air and fell in the middle of the room.

"Ayu," a familiar voice came.

Song Yu looked over when she heard the voice and saw Su He. She sat up from the bed.

"Su He." Song Yu's voice trembled. It would be a lie to say that she wasn't afraid. This was the first time she had encountered such a thing in her life.

Su He held her shoulders with both hands and asked worriedly, "How is it? Where are you hurt?"

Song Yu shook her head: "No, he's not hurt, he..." She looked past Su He and looked at the place where the thief fell.

At this moment, there was no one there and the thief had already run away.