Quick Transmigration: The Charming Beauty Who Was Short-Lived and Alluring

Chu Yun picked up the object she had touched and whispered, "What is this?"

In the darkness, she carefully felt the object in her hand and continued, "It looks like a bottle."

Gu Huaizhi, who was originally in so much pain that he was covered in cold sweat and was lying on his back on the ground, finally breathed a sigh of relief. But when he heard Chu Yun's words, his heart suddenly tightened.

“It’s my…my medicine,” Gu Huaizhi replied.

Chu Yun asked in confusion, "Are you sick?"

"No, I'm a doctor. Isn't it normal for me to carry some pills with me?" Gu Huaizhi tried to remain calm and said casually.

After he finished speaking, Chu Yun fell silent. Gu Huaizhi's heart was in his throat, fearing that Chu Yun would discover something. Just as he was about to speak to attract Chu Yun's attention, a flame lit up, illuminating the small space where they were.

In his line of sight, Chu Yun held a tinderbox, the firelight casting a soft glow on her face, revealing faint traces of bright red bloodstains, exuding a bewitching beauty. She knelt on the ground, her hair already disheveled, her long black hair cascading down her back, with a few stray strands falling over her shoulders, like a spirit from the mountains, captivating the soul. Gu Huaizhi was unusually stunned, staring blankly at Chu Yun.

Chu Yun's gaze shifted to him. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Gu Huaizhi snapped out of his daze. "It's nothing. I just thought something had happened when you suddenly stopped talking."

"I was just looking for a tinderbox on my person, what could possibly happen?" Chu Yun said with a smile.

"By the way, what is this medicine for? Can it stop bleeding?" She held up the medicine bottle in her hand.

Gu Huaizhi shook his head. "It's a medicine I prescribed for a patient. It can't stop the bleeding, but I do have some hemostatic drugs."

Chu Yun's eyes brightened slightly, and with a flick of her hand, she tossed the medicine bottle back to Gu Huaizhi, saying, "Keep it safe, don't drop it again."

The medicine bottle landed beside Gu Huaizhi, and he reached out and took the bottle in his hand.

Chu Yun stuck the tinderbox into the soil and reached out her hand to Gu Huaizhi, saying, "You're injured, it'll be better if you lean on it."

Gu Huai smiled at Chu Yun, held her hand tightly, and with Chu Yun's help, sat down against the bottom of the pit.

The pit where the two of them were located was not large, just enough for two people to sit together. If someone wanted to lie down, the diameter was not large enough. So after settling Gu Huai, Chu Yun slowly came to Gu Huai's side and sat down as well.

The two were very close. Gu Huaizhi glanced at her and saw that Chu Yun had reached out her hand to him after she was seated.

Her slender, long hand, stained with blood, was outstretched in front of Gu Huaizhi. Except for her thumb, the other four fingers were hooked into her palm, as if she wanted something.

"What's wrong?" Gu Huaizhi didn't react for a moment.

Chu Yun was speechless, and looked at him strangely, "We're both injured, don't you have some hemostatic medicine?"

The woman's voice sounded somewhat disdainful. Gu Huaizhi realized what she meant and felt deeply embarrassed. He quickly lowered his head, took the bottle hanging from his waist, and without looking up, fumbled around and handed it to Chu Yun, but hesitated to find the right person.

Chu Yun raised her eyebrows slightly and took the medicine bottle from Gu Huaizhi's hand.

During the action, their hands inevitably touched. Gu Huaizhi felt a burning sensation on the skin where Chu Yun had touched him, and he abruptly withdrew his hand, placing it behind his back.

He lowered his head, his hands behind his back, like a quail. He thought that Chu Yun had to treat her wound and couldn't take care of him for the time being. He also couldn't easily look up, so he simply turned his face to one side, buried it even lower, and moved his body to the other side as well.

Unexpectedly, Chu Yun's voice rang out from above, "Gu Huaizhi, what's wrong? Does your wound hurt?"

The wound was very painful, but not enough to make him curl up like this. Due to the misunderstanding, Gu Huaizhi had to raise his head and see the concern in Chu Yun's eyes. His heart warmed. "I'm fine."

Chu Yun clearly didn't believe her. "Let me treat your wound first."

"No need, you should take care of it first. If you don't mind, I can help you." Although doctors don't distinguish between men and women, Gu Huaizhi found that he couldn't simply treat Chu Yun as a patient and subconsciously ask for her opinion.

"I'm alright. These injuries look scary, but they're not serious. You barely escaped with your life. It's windy tonight, and we won't be able to get back for a while. If we don't treat your wounds quickly, something terrible will happen," Chu Yun said gently, a rare occurrence for her.

Both of them were injured, and the pit was very deep; given their current condition, they indeed couldn't get out.

Chu Yun's words made sense, but Gu Huaizhi still wouldn't budge, "Let me help you stop the bleeding first."

"You..." Chu Yun was speechless for a moment, then stopped trying to persuade him and went straight to untie Gu Huaizhi's belt.

Gu Huaizhi's pupils contracted slightly, and he put his hands in front of his chest. Chu Yun had failed to get what she wanted.

"Gu Huaizhi!" she called his name loudly, her voice clearly filled with anger.

If outsiders saw the scene at the bottom of the pit, they would probably laugh themselves silly—a pretty young girl was kneeling on the ground, staring wide-eyed at the young man leaning against her, who had his hands in front of his chest as if trying to fend off the woman's outstretched claws.

The atmosphere became somewhat tense. Gu Huaizhi sensed something was wrong and said awkwardly, "I... I can do it myself."

Chu Yun glanced at him disdainfully, withdrew her hand, and said in a deep voice, "Don't try anything funny, treat your wounds and get some rest!"

Gu Huaizhi nodded silently.

The cramped environment, the dim firelight, and Chu Yun's gaze all made Gu Huaizhi feel somewhat helpless. His heart was pounding, and his hand gripping his belt trembled slightly.

"Miss Wen, please...please turn around." Chu Yun had been waiting for a long time, but instead of Gu Huaizhi quickly taking off his clothes, she received this shy remark. She was completely taken aback. She forced a smile, let out a long sigh, and gritted her teeth, saying, "Fine."

After saying that, he turned his head to face the dark pit wall.

Feeling Chu Yun's gaze shift away, Gu Huaizhi finally loosened his belt and slowly took off his clothes, revealing his most severely injured left arm. The wound was deep enough to expose the bone. It was alright when he wasn't moving, but as he took off his clothes, the piercing pain returned with the friction of the fabric, causing Gu Huaizhi's face to contort in agony. He paused for a moment before saying in a trembling voice, "Miss Wen... I'm healed."

Chu Yun looked back and saw a hideous wound on Gu Huaizhi's arm. Gu Huaizhi had endured the pain all the way without uttering a sound. Her expression softened, and she leaned forward, kneeling beside Gu Huaizhi. "It might hurt a little."

Like coaxing a child, the woman's voice was filled with tenderness. Gu Huaizhi couldn't help but look at her and said with a smile, "Just do it, I can handle it."

Chu Yun responded softly, "Okay."

She picked up the hem of her dress, tore off a long strip of cloth, placed it on her lap, then opened the bottle and sprinkled the powder onto Gu Huaizhi's wound.

Gu Huaizhi trembled all over in pain, his breathing suddenly became heavy, and he couldn't help but let out a cry of pain.