My lord, hold me tight! (Quick Transmigration)

"Leave the valley?" Eleven asked, puzzled.

"Right, otherwise where do you think your clothes and food came from? Let's go!" Wen Nuan couldn't help but tease him, seeing his confused and bewildered expression.

“...Yes, miss,” Eleven replied, his slightly reddened ears revealing his embarrassment.

Warmth led Eleven deeper into the medicinal herb field.

“Follow me,” Wen Nuan said.

Eleven followed her steps to the left and walked for another fifteen minutes. Suddenly, the area in front of them opened up, and a path appeared.

The reason why the Valley of Divine Healers has remained undiscovered is because of its unique and unbreakable Qimen Dunjia (a form of divination and strategy).

Using their lightness skills as a supplement, the two arrived at the nearest city, Yongle City, half an hour later.

This is a small town with a small population, but the market is bustling with people.

Wen Nuan used to come to shop once every two weeks. The local vendors all knew her and knew that she was a skilled doctor with a gentle and calm temperament. Now, when they saw a black-clad man with a disfigured face and a cold and murderous aura behind her, they were both afraid and curious. However, knowing Wen Nuan's temperament, they did not ask any questions and only subtly observed the other party with their eyes.

Eleven, with a cold expression, followed closely behind Wen Nuan, saying nothing and ignoring the various gazes coming from around them.

"Here you go!" Wen Nuan handed all the food to Eleven.

Then I saw a burly man with a ferocious face carrying loads of vegetables, meat and other odds and ends, following behind a beautiful woman. This scene was surprisingly harmonious.

Wen Nuan felt the surprised looks from those around her as they stared at this strange scene, and smiled without revealing her thoughts. She hadn't expected that her Eleven would suit this kind of outfit so well; it was quite a sight to see an assassin carrying food without a sword.

After Wen Nuan finished purchasing food for the two of them for the next two weeks, she took Shi Yi to a clinic with a sign that read: "Miraculous Healers".

"Miss Wen is here!" A middle-aged man who looked like a shopkeeper saw Wen Nuan enter and his eyes lit up. He greeted her with a smile.

"Yes, Elder Su." Wen Nuan smiled and nodded, greeting the newcomer.

The old man looked at Eleven behind Wen Nuan with a questioning gaze: "Miss, who is this young master...?"

Wen Nuan said calmly, "He is my newly acquired drug slave."

"Medicine slave..." Elder Su raised his eyebrows, stroking his chin as he looked Eleven up and down.

Eleven remained indifferent, while the old master laughed.

Wen Nuan turned to Eleven and said, "Wait for me here."

After saying that, she followed the old man into the inner hall of the clinic.

It was midday, and there weren't many patients coming and going at the clinic. Although his appearance was eerie, the clinic's apprentice, seeing that he was brought by Wen Nuan, still mustered up his courage and stepped forward respectfully, saying, "Young master, you can sit here and wait for Miss Wen."

"No need." Eleven didn't even look at him, coldly refusing, and stood blankly in the middle of the clinic's lobby.

The young apprentice frowned, looking somewhat helpless. Seeing that he was determined to do it, he could only step back and go about his own business.

The inner hall of the medical clinic.

“Young lady, these are the clinic’s account books for the past six months…” The old man handed Wen Nuan a thick booklet and a vermilion invitation card. “This is the invitation card that was widely distributed for this year’s Divine Physician Competition.”

Wen Nuan took the ledger, looked through it for a while, and then put it down. She glanced at the invitation handed to her by Elder Su and said, "Elder Su, you know I won't participate in these things. Just send any skilled doctor from the clinic."

"I heard that the prize for this year's Divine Physician Competition is withered spring grass!" Elder Su continued.

Wen Nuan was taken aback. The withered spring grass was an extremely precious medicine. She hadn't expected that the Divine Physician Competition had such a rich foundation, but it had nothing to do with her.

"Young lady..." Seeing that she had no interest in the matter, the old man said no more.

The Wen family's divine physicians have long since stopped participating in such competitions. The generation of Wen Nuan's grandfather were envied for their miraculous medical skills, and their acupuncture techniques were particularly coveted.

Wen's family primarily focused on medicine, but they knew nothing about martial arts. In the end, they were almost hunted down and killed. If it weren't for a martial arts master who taught Wen's grandfather powerful martial arts skills, there probably wouldn't be the Wen family's legendary doctor we know today. So, in Wen's father's generation, they lived in seclusion in the mountains, practicing both medicine and martial arts as a precaution. Driven by their wish to heal the world, they established the Miraculous Healing Clinic, which has branches in various places and can handle all kinds of difficult and complicated diseases.

Wen Nuan stayed with Elder Su for a while before leaving the inner room. When she came out, she saw Eleven standing motionless in the same spot, carrying a large pile of miscellaneous items. The young apprentice next to him looked at him hesitantly, and the patients who came to the clinic also looked at him with strange eyes.

Wen Nuan couldn't help but chuckle, a slight smile curving her lips and softening her gaze. This scene was witnessed by the elder beside her. He seemed lost in thought, casually placing the invitation to the Divine Physician Competition into the miscellaneous items in Eleven's hands. After all, the withered spring grass had miraculous effects on healing wounds...

The old man smiled kindly, "Young lady, you'd better thank me too much then!"

Wen Nuan and Shi Yi returned to their residence. Shi Yi's cold attitude made her even more confused. He was fine when she couldn't see anything. He was a pure and innocent young man with a good family background. Why is he acting strangely now?

Under the bright moonlight, a woman gracefully landed in the small river in the backyard. Her fair, jade-like feet slowly stepped into the cool water, which soon covered her entire body, leaving only her neck above the surface. She let out a satisfied sigh.

Eleven was wondering why Wen Nuan had suddenly disappeared. When he arrived at the backyard, he was surprised to see this vivid and fragrant scene.

Under the moonlight, Wen Nuan hummed a little tune, occasionally splashing water on herself, feeling very happy.

Eleven's expressionless face slowly turned red, and a hint of unease and shyness flashed in his cold eyes. He involuntarily took a step back, but—

"Crack!" The branch broke under his foot.

"Who?" Wen Nuan turned around and snapped, "Eleven?"

"Miss, I don't..." Eleven tried to explain in a panic.

"Don't move!" Wen Nuan suddenly saw a section of bamboo-green figure above Eleven's head.

As her white robes fluttered, Wen Nuan, wearing a white undergarment, arrived beside Eleven.

"Don't move," Wen Nuan said softly, bending down to reach out and grab the green snake coiled around a branch above Eleven's head.

Eleven stiffened. Warmth was practically pressed against him, and her delicate fragrance inevitably wafted into his nostrils. Her cautious voice rang in his ear, making it tingle and sending a shiver down his spine.

"All done!" A warm and cheerful voice rang out.

It was only then that Shiyi noticed that she was holding a snake covered in blue patterns in her hand. The snake was clinging to her wrist, but it didn't seem to be trying to bite her.

"I never expected to run into you here, little thing! You were nowhere to be found when I was looking for you, but you appeared when I wasn't looking for you!" Influenced by the original owner's memories and temperament, Wen Nuan also cared a lot about medical skills. This snake was highly venomous, but its venom could be used to treat and save lives. The original owner had been looking for it for a long time without success, but she never expected to meet it here.

Warmth was in high spirits. She looked up at Eleven, only to see him staring at the snake, his body stiff, his eyes twitching slightly, his gaze wide, and his face somewhat ashen. Could it be...?

"Eleven, are you afraid of snakes?"

To confirm her idea, Wen Nuan handed the snake to Eleven.

The green snake was held up in front of him by the woman, its flat head facing him. Suddenly, it stuck out its tongue and hissed at him.

Eleven seemed unable to bear it any longer, and just as the forked tongue was about to touch his face, he used his lightness skill to dodge far away.

"Hahaha..." Wen Nuan laughed heartily, a rare occurrence. Her clear laughter reached Eleven's ears, and he blushed slightly before turning into a faint sense of helplessness.

Wen Nuan put away the green snake, walked up to Eleven, looked at the man who had returned to his indifferent state, pondered for a moment, and finally asked the question that had been on her mind: "Why are you suddenly so indifferent to me?"

He was only an arm's length away from Wen Nuan, staring intently into her eyes that shone brightly in the moonlight, filled with deep doubt and confusion.

Eleven saw two tiny versions of himself reflected in her eyes, his own hideous face mirrored in hers. He was startled; it was clearly an odd match. He quickly looked away, no longer meeting her gaze.

"Eleven is an assassin by nature, cold-blooded and ruthless," he said coldly, then walked away as if fleeing.

Wen Nuan seemed to be deep in thought. If she wasn't mistaken, there was a hint of inferiority in Eleven's eyes when she looked away. Could it be because of... her appearance?

A thought flashed through her mind: Eleven's behavior matched up with her behavior after regaining her sight. Was he afraid she would dislike his appearance? This adorable blockhead was both exasperating and hilarious!

She had already prepared herself mentally after Eleven's disfigurement, so she never cared about his appearance. However, she overlooked the fact that Eleven cared a lot. In the original story, Eleven had also hesitated because of his disfigured face. Later, after Ye Ruyi found the original owner and healed Eleven's face, he stopped being awkward.

The original owner had only managed to heal Eleven's face by using several medicinal herbs specifically for treating wounds, along with the withered spring grass brought by Ye Ruyi. However, this withered spring grass was extremely rare and priceless; where could she possibly find it?

"I heard that the prize for this year's Divine Healer Competition is withered spring grass!" Elder Su's words rang in Wen Nuan's ears.

A competition of divine healers? Wen Nuan strode towards the storage room and rummaged through the pile of things she had bought that day, finding a vermilion invitation card. How could she not have seen the old man's furtive movements? She never expected that the old man would help her at such a crucial moment!

She was incredibly grateful to him.

The next morning, Wen Nuan woke up Shi Yi: "Shi Yi, let's go to the First Pharmacy!"

"...Girl?" Eleven asked, puzzled.

"I'm going to participate in the Divine Healer Competition," Wen Nuan explained casually.

"The Grand Competition of Divine Healers..."