After the arranged marriage, she farms and survives under the tutelage of the villainous boss.

"Shut up and see how long you can hold out."

He just stared at her like that, and when he opened his mouth, blood gushed out.

Jiang Zhiyun knew she couldn't hold on like this. Just now, she had supported Xie Shuheng's back with her hands, and her hands were now dripping blood.

Even though Yunniang had seen a lot in her past life, she was still shocked to see Xie Shuheng like this; not a single piece of his skin was intact.

She had somehow started to cry: "I, Jiang Zhiyun, have always been strong-willed and stubborn. Xie Shuheng, you must live, be my husband, and live a long and healthy life."

"Give those people a good slap in the face!"

"I care about my reputation. If you don't want to let me down or let my mother down, then you'd better live a good life!"

Despite uttering harsh words, Xie Shuheng's eyes were filled with gentleness.

He had originally suspected Jiang Zhiyun, at least he felt that Jiang Zhiyun was not a simple person.

In his actions and deeds, he often put things to the test.

Now, fallen into such a state, he is like a dead dog, trampled on by others. The only person standing beside him is Jiang Zhiyun, whom he has only been married to for a few days and who is not even particularly familiar with him.

To be honest, I have mixed feelings.

Jiang Zhiyun knew that crying wouldn't solve the problem, and blindly leading him home was no longer the best course of action.

Xie Shuheng is so badly injured that he is indeed near death. That is a fact.

Having lost too much blood, Jiang Zhiyun remembered that there were hemostatic herbs in the mountains.

She ignored Xie Shuheng, seemingly oblivious to her own pain.

Then he searched around, saying, "I'll find some herbs to stop your bleeding first. You have to bear the pain, don't fall asleep, you absolutely cannot fall asleep."

"Yunniang..."

Jiang Zhiyun saw that he was about to say something discouraging.

She continued, "I already said, I'm a stubborn person, and I don't want to make the wrong choice no matter who I marry. So even if you're not good enough, you'd better stay alive!"

"If you have no reason to live, then do it for me. Is that alright?"

It's clear that Xie Shuheng is in great pain right now, and may even be contemplating suicide.

While they were talking, Jiang Zhiyun had already walked far away and quickly ran to the windward side of the mountain, which, in theory, has more medicinal herbs.

As she walked, she picked up dry branches to clear away the bushes and thorns along the mountain path.

After searching for a long time, I finally found quite a few medicinal herbs.

Sure enough, she found quite a few whole plants of Sanguisorba officinalis.

This Sanguisorba officinalis is a key ingredient in wound medicine, making it a precious ingredient.

It can be used to treat severe bleeding on ordinary days, and it is especially useful for external injuries.

The roots of this Sanguisorba officinalis plant are quite deep, so Jiang Zhiyun found a small bamboo stick and quickly dug into the soil.

Several times, due to being too distracted and nervous, I tore the burnet tree in half.

While digging, I tried to calm myself down.

After digging for about a handful, she stopped going further afield. She crushed this into small pieces with stones; it would be useful to apply to her wounds later.

She walked very fast, and because she was so worried about Xie Shuheng, she didn't notice the potholes on the road and even fell several times.

She nimbly got up after falling and walked quickly toward Xie Shuheng.

It was already dark. Xie Shuheng, lying on the small wheelchair, looked at her as she approached, raised his eyelids slightly, and said with all his might, "I'm here."

Jiang Zhiyun finally breathed a sigh of relief, feeling less pressured.

She sat next to Xie Shuheng and crushed the medicine in the dark.

Then she leaned closer to Xie Shuheng and paused, "I can't see your body now, so don't worry about it. I'll just treat it like touching pork and apply the medicine to you first."

He was initially quite serious, but after Jiang Zhiyun said those words, Xie Shuheng suddenly smiled.

For the first time, someone compared their own flesh to pork.

Jiang Zhiyun quickly lifted his clothes and, indeed in the dark, applied the medicine inside.

Unable to see the wounds clearly or determine their severity, Jiang Zhiyun could only rely on her intuition.

Xie Shuheng had been suppressing his pain, and sweat had beaded on his forehead. Moreover, a beautiful woman was sitting right next to him, and even though he was trying his best to restrain himself, it was hard to resist the allure of her fragrance.

He simply turned his head away and refused to look at Jiang Zhiyun.

Jiang Zhiyun felt a little embarrassed after applying the medicine, seeing his awkward manner.

Now his collar was wide open, while Jiang Zhiyun was dressed neatly and sat down towards him to apply medicine.

If someone were to pass by, they might mistake her for bullying Xie Shuheng, and such a posture would be considered some kind of lewd behavior.

After Jiang Zhiyun finished applying the medicine, she sat down and handed him water that she had drawn in a bamboo tube from the Dragon Pool on the mountain.

"Do you have some energy now?"

Originally, there wasn't any, but seeing how expectant she was, Xie Shuheng nodded: "It's much better now."

"Then let's continue on our way."

Jiang Zhiyun is afraid of the dark. In her previous life, she had walked in the dark countless times and was even thrown up on the mountain by Xu's mother-in-law.

She was more afraid of thunder.

Those are all things of the past, but I still feel a deep sense of fear.

Even when saying you're leaving, you're just trying to bolster your courage.

Jiang Zhiyun's legs were still weak.

She had just gotten up and sat down when, by accident, she sat on Xie Shuheng's scarred abdomen.

Jiang Zhiyun stood up with a sense of guilt: "..."

Xie Shuheng groaned, and it would have been better if he hadn't coughed at all, because when he did, he coughed up blood.

Jiang Zhiyun quickly cleaned him up, looking somewhat at a loss with her head down.

Unexpectedly, Xie Shuheng patted her back stiffly with his hand: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

He seemed to know at a glance that Jiang Zhiyun was afraid of the dark, and then continued, "There are dry branches beside me. Take my hand and pick them up. Then I will start a fire."

"With firewood to keep warm, we can get through the night."

"Furthermore, it's not dark anymore."

When he said this, Jiang Zhiyun was a little stunned. No one had ever cared whether she was afraid of the dark.

Because she has always been an insignificant person, being afraid of the dark is also a trivial matter.

In her past life, she initially had to support Xu Ping'an's education and take care of her mother-in-law. Later, as the family prospered, she had to manage the household affairs. Everything was a major event, except for her, an insignificant person. Jiang Zhiyun had to care for everyone else.

Then, Xie Shuheng said to her, "For now, let's not stand on ceremony."

His hand was holding Jiang Zhiyun's; it wasn't warm, but it let her know that someone was behind her.

Jiang Zhiyun was originally blind, but her legs were weak now, and she tried to squat down to gather firewood.

She was not far from Xie Shuheng, and holding on like this, she felt at ease.

There wasn't much firewood, just three or four pieces, but that was enough.

Xie Shuheng took out a tinderbox, struggled to sit up, and lit a fire.

As the first flame ignited, Jiang Zhiyun could see her own face in the darkness.

Xie Shuheng was very weak, and he was not a gentle person, but at this moment he was clumsily taking care of Jiang Zhiyun.

When he saw the light, he looked at Jiang Zhiyun and asked, "Are you scared now?"