Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Yan Ruchen didn't seem to have heard clearly. He turned his head back in confusion and murmured, "Hmm?" Just as he was about to ask, he saw Guan Shanyu staring at him seriously. Before he could speak, Guan Shanyu gently pulled his arm over and pointed to the stool next to him. "Sit over there for a moment. I'll bandage you up. This place is very spooky. You never know what will happen next. It's not good to leave the wound hanging like this."

Yan Ruchen was slightly taken aback. He wanted to say that he was fine and that he never bothered to bandage his injuries. However, Guan Shanyu didn't give him a chance to refuse. As he spoke, he pulled him over to a stool and gently pushed him to sit down. Then, Guan Shanyu squatted down and rummaged through his bag. After a while, he found the medicine bottle.

Perhaps it was because of his previous experience of being imprisoned in a water dungeon, so when he goes out, a medicine bottle is indispensable. It can be used to treat injuries and to sprinkle poison when encountering enemies, so that he will not be left with scars all over his body if he fails to apply medicine in time after being beaten, and he will not be helpless except to escape when encountering danger.

So when Guan Shanyu came out with Yan Ruchen this time, he knew that Wangshuiling was a place of trouble. Even though he knew that Yan Ruchen was a martial arts master and should be able to protect him, Guan Shanyu still brought a whole bag of bottles and jars, and sorted the antidotes and poisons into different categories. If they really encountered danger, even if he could not help Yan Ruchen, he would not hold him back.

He lined up the medicine bottles one by one as if in military training, told Yan Ruchen to hold the tinder and not move, squatted in front of him, took one of his hands and began to apply medicine to him. Yan Ruchen saw him take out four or five bottles of medicine. Judging from this posture, Yan Ruchen felt that there was no need to make such a fuss about the minor injury on his hand, so he said: "The wound is not deep, and there is no poison on this person's hand. The wound will heal itself in no time. These medicines should not be needed so much?"

Guan Shanyu looked up at Yan Ruchen and saw that he was puzzled by the medicine bottle beside him, so he patiently explained, "The skin is the body's first line of defense. Master often reminds us that every wound should not be taken lightly. No matter how strong the self-healing ability is, it cannot be neglected. Look at this wound, it's long and deep, and the bleeding is still flowing. How can it heal so quickly? And that disciple's hands are dirty. If there are bacteria, it will be troublesome. If it is not disinfected, it will easily cause infection."

Yan Ruchen raised his eyebrows, said nothing, tilted his head and listened curiously to Guan Shanyu saying some terms he didn't understand. Guan Shanyu, on the other hand, kept chattering and his hands never stopped moving. He used the potion to disinfect Yan Ruchen's arm neatly, and looked up from time to time to observe him to see if he would hurt him with his heavy hands.

Yan Ruchen remained silent, just watching Guan Shanyu fiddling with his hand. Guan Shanyu knew that a martial artist like Yan Ruchen would inevitably get injured on a daily basis, and he would usually just deal with things casually. So, he was afraid that the bottles of medicine he had lying around would make him impatient. So, every time Guan Shanyu picked up a bottle of medicine, he would explain, "This is for disinfection. First, clean the bacteria in the wound to prevent infection later." "This is for hemostasis. It can help us heal quickly and keep dirt out."

"This is for scar removal. Use it with a hemostatic agent. It will help the wound heal without leaving scars." Guan Shanyu pulled up his sleeve and showed Yan Ruchen a scar on his hand that had not healed properly. "Look, if it doesn't heal properly, it will be like mine, which affects your appearance."

Yan Ruchen was finally amused. He raised the corners of his mouth slightly and asked curiously: "What kind of aesthetics does it affect?"

Guan Shanyu was carefully applying medicine to Yan Ruchen with his head lowered. He looked up upon hearing this, then remembered something and laughed twice before saying, "You know I'm a bit of a sissy, so that's why I pay attention to this. If you don't like it, then I won't apply it anymore."

Yan Ruchen shook his head slightly and said, "It's okay, just handle it according to your Lingcaoxuan's method."

Guan Shanyu grinned and nodded, "Okay. Tell me if it hurts. I've never given medicine to anyone else, so I might not be gentle enough."

Yan Ruchen smiled, looking at the faint scar on Guan Shanyu's sleeve, and said, "Shanyu, you're too modest. You applied it very well. But if you're so afraid of scars, aren't you afraid to come here with me? After all, if I hadn't pulled you back in time, his claws would have landed on you."

Guan Shanyu slowed down his movements, as if thinking seriously. After a long moment, he raised his head and said, "With you by my side, I'm not afraid."

As soon as these words were spoken, a hint of surprise flashed across Yan Ruchen's face, and his expression seemed a little unbearable.

Guan Shanyu suppressed his laughter. He was the best at talking like a lackey. If Yan Ruchen asked again, he would continue talking until Yan Ruchen was too embarrassed to attack him.

Yan Ruchen turned his eyes away slightly, coughed dryly, and was about to withdraw his hand from Guan Shanyu's grasp, but he found that he had already completed his work swiftly and naturally let go. Then, Guan Shanyu turned his gaze to the hand holding the fire starter and gently waved to indicate that he should continue.

Yan Ruchen inexplicably extended his hand.

Seeing Guan Shanyu lowering his head and carefully applying the medicine to his arm, he felt that the atmosphere was too weird. He sighed deeply and took the initiative to ask: "It's dark outside now, Shanyu, we have been here for so long, do you feel that there are any demons nearby?"

Guan Shanyu finished the final bandage and gently placed Yan Ruchen's hand back on his leg. He then stepped back five steps. Being close to Yan Ruchen would make his heart beat faster. If he wanted to explore the existence of other demons, he needed to stay away from Yan Ruchen. Then, he walked to the window and the door, pressed his hand to his chest, closed his eyes, and concentrated on feeling.

After a moment, he uttered a puzzled "Huh?"

Yan Ruchen immediately stood up from the stool and asked vigilantly, "What's wrong?"

Guan Shanyu tilted his head and pounded his chest, as if to confirm something. Then his expression became more serious, and he pounded his chest several times in a row. Seeing this, Yan Ruchen gripped his sword tightly and asked again: "Shanyu, what happened? Is there anything unusual?"

Guan Shanyu looked up at Yan Ruchen, his face showing difficulty, and said slowly: "It seems... my heart has stopped beating."

Yan Ruchen was stunned when he heard this, and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Guan Shanyu anxiously beat his chest again and explained, "Really, my heart has stopped beating. There's not even a normal beat." He randomly pressed a few acupuncture points on his body, but to no avail. He frowned and looked at Yan Ruchen and said, "It's true. I don't feel anything at all. It's like... like I'm dead."

Yan Ruchen stared at Guan Shanyu, who was anxiously jumping like an ant on a hot pan, with wide eyes for a long time, and suddenly lowered his head.

Guan Shanyu touched his chest, tapped his body a few times randomly, and looked at Yan Ruchen anxiously for help, but found that Yan Ruchen was not looking at him. He lowered his head and didn't know what he was doing, but his shoulders were shrugging.

Guan Shanyu looked at him blankly and asked in a low voice: "Ruchen, are you... laughing?"

Yan Ruchen tilted his head slightly, then raised it up after a moment. His expression was as calm as usual, not even a hint of a smile. However, Guan Shanyu had clearly seen him laughing at him just now. He looked at Yan Ruchen in confusion. Yan Ruchen didn't answer his question, but instead waved at him with a frown, saying, "Come here."

Guan Shanyu walked over with a bewildered look on his face. Yan Ruchen took his hand and brought him closer. He grabbed Guan Shanyu's shoulders and straightened him up. He tapped his chest and knees a few times, then stood up straight and looked at Guan Shanyu. He asked, "Now, did you jump?"

Hearing this, Guan Shanyu looked up at him, and the next second, his stagnant heart began beating "bang bang".

Guan Shanyu was stunned, feeling his heart slowly recovering like spring returning to the earth, and then beating against his chest violently like raindrops. It seemed that his small chest cavity could no longer satisfy his rhythm, and it wished it could jump out of his chest.

Yan Ruchen and Guan Shanyu were very close, with his hands still holding Guan Shanyu's shoulders, carefully observing Guan Shanyu's expression. Guan Shanyu looked at this handsome face so close to him, but he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

His heartbeat was so fast, so violent, he couldn't tell if it was the joy of revival or the reason for Yan Ruchen's heartbeat. Guan Shanyu turned his head away, clutching his chest, trying to look calm. He spoke slowly, word by word, speaking calmly, as if afraid of revealing a flaw. "You're amazing! It's really beating. Why is this?"

Seeing him recover, Yan Ruchen explained, "This is the demonic territory. Your secret technique was created specifically for them and is also controlled by them. You've only just learned it, so it hasn't completely integrated into your flesh and blood. It's common for your heartbeat to be abnormal."

Guan Shanyu said "Oh" and turned his head again, quickly glancing at the boy who was half a head taller than him. He shrugged uncomfortably and said, "I'm fine, thank you. Why don't you let go first?"

Yan Ruchen's hand was still on Guan Shanyu's shoulder, making Guan Shanyu feel uncomfortable. But when he heard Guan Shanyu say this, Yan Ruchen not only did not let go, but instead exerted force on his hand, pulling Guan Shanyu towards him. Guan Shanyu's pupils dilated with fear, thinking that Yan Ruchen was going to hug him. But as soon as his head approached Yan Ruchen's chin, he heard Yan Ruchen whisper in his ear: "Don't look back, there's someone behind you."