Poison Doctor Roaming the Martial World

As night fell, a group of more than a dozen people were still speeding along Kunpeng Avenue.

"Jingnan, hold on, don't fall asleep. We'll find a doctor once we get to Cloud City." Two people were riding a galloping black steed. One of them had been stabbed in the shoulder by a sharp weapon, black blood trickling from his mouth, and he was barely breathing. The person behind him was dressed in black, his brows furrowed. Ignoring the cold aura emanating from him, he was also a handsome and refined man.

"Master, Young Master Nan is dying." Guard Hongfeng said anxiously, glancing at Mo Jingnan's almost transparent face.

Their group, intending to witness Yun Zhi's prowess, were ambushed shortly after leaving the Kunpeng Inn. Young Master Nan shielded his master from a hidden weapon, but after dealing with the assassin, he nearly fell unconscious due to the poison from the weapon, which was embedded in his shoulder and could not be removed without cutting a chunk of flesh. The inn was located in the middle of the main road; to find a doctor quickly, they had to head to Yun Zhi.

The guard Hongyun led the way half a mile ahead to scout the path. "Master, there is a local earth god temple ahead."

Knowing that if they continued to rush at this speed, the blood flow would accelerate and Jing Nan would soon collapse, the man in black fed him another Resurrection Pill and said to the others, "Let's go to the Earth God Temple first and send someone to Yunzhi to fetch a doctor."

"Yes." Everyone responded.

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Inside the local temple, the master and his servants were happily cooking instant noodles around a pot.

The first thing Yang Jianwu redeemed at the control panel was instant noodles. This was a staple she used to keep on hand when going on missions, and she really missed the taste.

Considering that it's too extravagant to have to spend medical points to redeem every time I want to eat it, I perfectly replicated the Cloud Sea Continent version of instant noodles by following the video and the materials on the instant noodle packaging.

Ordinary people only have dry rations when they go out, but when they go out with the ladies, they eat delicious food every day in different ways. The chicken soup made with pheasant and mushrooms is already very fragrant, and when paired with instant noodle seasoning, it's simply amazing.

The sound of horses' hooves approached, and the group immediately stood up and stood ready. Only Yang Jianwu continued to scoop noodles. "It's alright. It's dark. It's normal for people to want to rest at the temple when they pass by. This isn't our home. Why are you so nervous?"

Luo Li casually uttered, "I'm afraid you'll try to take advantage of me."

At first glance, there seemed to be nothing wrong with what she said, but once Yang Jianwu realized what she meant, she chased after Luo Li and beat her up. Luo Li dodged and begged for mercy, saying, "I was wrong, I was wrong."

"If you don't discipline someone for three days, they'll be climbing on the roof and tearing off the tiles, even trying to rob someone of their virtue. I'll rob someone of their virtue one day to teach you a lesson." After saying that, he would scratch them again.

As soon as he finished speaking, the man in black led the injured Jing Nan and the guards into the temple. His gaze swept over them, finally settling on Yang Jianwu. Their eyes met, and those bright, expressive eyes left an indelible mark on his heart. So beautiful.

The man in black felt a pang of regret. He only ever used faces to identify people, so how could he have thought those eyes were so beautiful, especially since the other person was a man? It was so wrong of him.

Composing himself, he clasped his hands in a respectful bow and said, "My name is Ye Ning. My brother is injured and cannot travel, so we need to stay the night. We apologize for disturbing you all."

Yang Jianwu, who was still furiously beating Luo Li, immediately changed his attitude the moment their eyes met, placing his elbow on Luo Li's shoulder and looking at the man in black opposite him, praising, "Tsk tsk~~ Young master, you should only see the painting, I alone know the essence of this. Luo Li, I want to rob you of your beauty."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ning instantly became angry. Considering that Jing Nan's injuries should not be moved, he took a deep breath to suppress his anger and led his men to the other side of the temple.

Seeing that everyone had gathered on the other side, Yang Jianwu pouted and asked Luo Li, "Am I that scary?"

Luo Li was still a little uncomfortable because of Yang Jianwu's praise of Ye Ning, and said irritably, "Don't you know if it's that scary?" After saying that, she turned her back to Yang Jianwu with an arrogant look.

Yang Jianwu thought that people in this era were generally shy and afraid of scaring him, so she took the initiative to go over and apologize, "Young Master Ye, my name is Yang Jian, I am straightforward and have no other intentions. Um~ we just cooked some noodles, would you like to try some? The soup is made with pheasant that was caught this evening, it's very fragrant."

Ye Ning thought Yang Jianwu was trying to strike up a conversation again, and felt a surge of disgust. Such an annoying person didn't deserve those eyes; it was a waste. Chao Hongfeng raised his head slightly to look at Jing Nan.

Hongfeng politely declined, saying, "Thank you for your kindness, Young Master Yang, but we have prepared our own provisions. Please feel free to make yourselves at home."

Yang Jianwu, feeling snubbed, returned to the pot, muttering to herself, "He's not even as good-looking as Mo Yu, what's with all the arrogance... I haven't seen that kid in ages, I wonder what he's up to." She pulled herself together and continued slurping her noodles. Handsome men may be good-looking, but a full belly is more important.

After a quick tidy-up, everyone found a place to rest. In the middle of the night, Jing Nan suddenly coughed up blood, waking everyone up. Hong Yun checked on him and reported to Ye Ning, "Master, Young Master Nan's breathing is even weaker. I'm afraid he won't make it until the doctor arrives."

Upon hearing this, Ye Ning quickly took out the last Soul-Returning Pill from his waist and was about to feed it to Jing Nan.

"Wait, if you really give him this Soul-Returning Pill, he'll ascend to heaven right now for you to see," Yang Jianwu's voice drifted over.

Ye Ning stopped, turned around and glared angrily at Yang Jian, "What do you mean?"

Yang Jianwu shrugged, "The literal meaning."

After saying this, he was about to walk up to Jing Nan to check on his injuries when Hong Feng and Hong Yun immediately stopped him.

Yang Jianwu was not annoyed, but calmly looked at Ye Ning and said, "If I hadn't treated him, he would have only had a quarter of an hour at most."

Ye Ning stared intently at Yang Jianwu, his eyes devoid of any emotion, trying to discern the truth from falsehood in his mind. Was this person merely good at hiding his true intentions, or could he truly save him? He dared not gamble with Jing Nan's life.

"Cough cough cough..." Jing Nan coughed up blood again, and the color seemed even darker.

Jing Nan's condition didn't allow for any more hesitation. "Save him. If you can't save him, I won't let you off the hook."

Yang Jianwu was resistant to both soft words and hard words. He immediately turned and was about to leave, saying, "Hmph, it's my duty not to save him, and it's a favor to save him. You're ungrateful and dare to threaten me? I'm not saving him."

The guards around Ye Ning could only say one thing to Yang Jian: "Young Master is mighty."

Yang Jianwu sat down by the fire and called to a few maids to dig out the beggar's chicken to eat. The moment the soil broke apart, the aroma filled the entire small temple.

Just as Ye Ning tore off a chicken leg to taste it, he stepped to Yang Jianwu's side, bowed respectfully, and said, "Please forgive my offensive words, Young Master Yang, and please forgive me for not holding a grudge and helping my friend. I am willing to offer ten thousand gold pieces as a token of my gratitude."

Yang Jianwu looked at the chicken leg in her hand, glanced at Jing Nan lying over there, and looked up at the sky speechlessly. Did she really have to make me choose? Sigh... She stuffed the chicken leg into Qingdai's hand, got up and walked towards Jing Nan.