Quick Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Female Supporting Character's Revenge

Qi Jingyu has chosen the right direction, which is all the better; there's no need for Qi Ning to try to correct him.

The two walked along the river, carefully weaving through dense grass and tangled vines, crossing rushing streams and steep slopes, and treading on land full of gravel and mud.

Qi Ning didn't know how long they had walked; all she knew was that her legs were aching, and they still hadn't made it out.

The original owner's body was so frail that Qi Ning was almost too weak to speak. She asked the system, "How much longer until we can get out?"

"Host, we're almost there," the system replied. "Just a little further on, we'll be there soon."

Qi Jingyu noticed that Qi Ning hadn't followed, so he turned around and saw that Qi Ning was pale and standing still.

At the beginning of the journey, she was still grumbling and complaining in his ear, but now she was like a flower that had lost its moisture, completely wilted and not saying a word.

"How are you? Can you still walk?" Qi Jingyu asked.

Qi Ning sat down on a rock: "Let me rest."

Qi Jingyu walked over to her and glanced at the back of her hand. It was still red and swollen. It would be better to find a doctor to take a look as soon as possible.

He reached out his hand to Qi Ning: "Get up, I'll carry you on my back."

Qi Ning snorted and turned her head away.

She said, as if in a fit of pique, "Who wants you to carry me? I can walk by myself."

After saying that, she stood up, supporting herself on her knees, and continued walking forward.

She wasn't paying attention to her feet, and before she had taken a few steps, she tripped over the weeds under her feet, instantly losing her balance. Just as she was about to fall, a hand suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her back.

Qi Ning was pulled into Qi Jingyu's arms, and the two of them fell to the ground together, with Qi Jingyu acting as her cushion.

She was fine because Qi Jingyu protected her, but Qi Jingyu let out a muffled groan after he fell down.

"what happened?"

Qi Ning quickly climbed out of Qi Jingyu's arms and asked in a somewhat anxious tone.

Qi Jingyu also propped himself up on the ground and sat up, taking out a stone from behind his back.

"It's nothing, a rock just poked my back."

Although the stone was relatively smooth and had few sharp edges, it would probably still be in serious trouble if it fell down like that.

Even though Qi Jingyu tried to restrain himself, a trace of pain was still visible on his face.

"You're sweating profusely, and you still say you're fine." Qi Ning reached out to touch Qi Jingyu's clothes. "Let me see how serious your injury is."

Qi Jingyu grabbed her hand, stopping her from moving.

If you want to see the back, wouldn't you have to take off your clothes? That won't do.

Moreover, Qi Jingyu really felt that there was nothing seriously wrong.

Qi Ning's eyes were full of confusion, as if she didn't understand why he was holding her hand.

Qi Jingyu released her and said, "It's really nothing."

Qi Ning squatted on the ground and looked at him quietly without saying a word.

Seeing her pitiful yet somewhat self-reproachful expression, Qi Jingyu smiled and gently patted her head.

He stood up: "Let me carry you on my back, otherwise I don't know if we'll be able to get out before dark."

"OK then."

This time, Qi Ning did not refuse.

It wasn't that she wanted to bully Qi Jingyu; it was just that the original owner's delicate body was already nearing its limit. If she tried to be strong, she would only hold him back.

Qi Jingyu carried Qi Ning on his back and continued walking forward.

Fortunately, the system was quite reliable. After walking for about the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, they saw a house not far ahead, with a seven or eight-year-old child playing outside the yard.

Qi Jingyu carried Qi Ning forward.

The boy noticed them too, and looking at them curiously, he asked, "Who are you?"

“We’re just passing through,” Qi Jingyu said. “Do you know where there’s a doctor around here?”

"A doctor? My grandfather was a doctor!" the child exclaimed immediately.

"really?"

Qi Jingyu asked with some skepticism.

This place is deserted, and this one family happens to be the doctor.

"Why would I lie to you? Come with me."

The little boy waved to them and then skipped and hopped into the yard.

Qi Ning knew this was the doctor's residence. She whispered in Qi Jingyu's ear, "Didn't we find the doctor? Put me down now."

Upon hearing this, Qi Jingyu put Qi Ning down from his back.

He thought to himself that since there were children in this family, they shouldn't be in any danger.

So the two of them went into the courtyard together.

Upon entering, Qi Jingyu saw many wooden shelves in the courtyard, filled with various medicinal herbs. It seemed that the owner of this household was indeed a doctor.

At this moment, an old man with a white beard came out of the house, looking at them with a somewhat unfriendly gaze.

"They're looking for a doctor," the boy said to the old man, who was standing beside him.

Qi Jingyu quickly said, "I heard you are a doctor. Could you please take a look at my sister?"

The old doctor walked over and glanced at Qi Ning: "What's wrong with her?"

Qi Jingyu replied, "My sister's hand was bitten by some kind of poison and it's swollen up. Can you take a look and see if it can be treated?"

As he spoke, he grabbed Qi Ning's wrist and showed the old doctor his swollen, red hand.

The old doctor glanced at it and waved his hands repeatedly, saying, "Go away, go away, are you kidding me, an old man?"

"What do you mean by that, Doctor?" Qi Jingyu frowned slightly.

The old doctor explained impatiently, his tone extremely disdainful: "What poison? This little bit of redness and swelling would have gone down soon if you had come any later."

Qi Jingyu was stunned when he heard this. He looked down and took a closer look. The redness and swelling on the back of Qi Ning's hand did seem to have subsided quite a bit.

He asked Qi Ning, "How are you feeling?"

Qi Ning mumbled, "It seems...it seems much better indeed."

Qi Jingyu was still a little worried, so he asked the old doctor again, "So, my sister's hand is alright, and she wasn't poisoned?"

"Of course." The old doctor waved his hand and muttered, "How boring, how boring. I thought it was some kind of difficult or complicated disease."

Although the old doctor had a bad temper, since he was so certain, Qi Ning's hand must indeed be fine.

Qi Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and was about to speak when Qi Ning spoke first.

She seemed dissatisfied with the old doctor's attitude and said somewhat unhappily, "This doctor has such a big mouth, talking as if he looks down on my little problem and only treats difficult and complicated diseases. Does he think he can cure any difficult and complicated disease?"

"Ning'er..."

Qi Jingyu wanted to speak, but Qi Ning glared at him, signaling him to be quiet.

The old doctor was also somewhat surprised, not expecting Qi Ning to suddenly say that.

"That's natural."

With his hands behind his back and his head held high, he spoke with an exceptionally arrogant tone: "What do you know, you little brat? There's no illness in this world that I can't cure."

Qi Ning said with a face full of doubt, "You're probably just talking nonsense, after all, anyone can brag."

The old doctor almost laughed out of anger: "You dare say I'm bragging?"

"I just think you're too confident. If you're really as good as you say, then take a look at my brother's leg ailment. If you can cure it, then I'll be convinced."

"A leg ailment?" the old doctor asked.

He lowered his head and glanced at Qi Jingyu's legs.

Qi Jingyu did not expect Qi Ning to suddenly bring up his leg ailment.

Before he could think any further, Qi Ning had already pushed Qi Jingyu and said, "Take a few steps quickly and let him see."

Qi Jingyu was forcibly pushed by Qi Ning and took two steps.

The old doctor glanced at him and indeed noticed a slight abnormality in Qi Jingyu's gait.

"Hey……"

He became interested and beckoned: "Come inside and let this old man take a good look."

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