You should know that the pure wild boar has short limbs, stable lower plate, and a very hard body. It may not be difficult to kill it, but it takes a small dagger to overturn the wild boar to the ground and sink the entire hilt with the knife, which requires extremely strong strength.

Yan Shu looked sideways and saw a man slowly walking out of the stream.

The man was naked, with a thick beard on his face, and half a black iron face covered with his eyes. He was covered with ink hair, and was stained with water. He was messy and rough and arrogant. The man was extremely tall and his figure was unparalleled. The bronze texture was like fine gold that had been tempered. Every trace of the trace interpreted the perfect combination of strength and beauty. As he walked, crystal water droplets surrounded him, with a little golden light, making him look like the sun. If he was far away, he could feel the dense heat coming to his face.

I have to say that this is the most perfect body Yan Shu has ever seen. Every place is in a golden ratio, from head to toe, from muscle shape to bone density, all of which are peaks and perfect.

The only flaw is probably the physical wound.

There are dozens of scars on the man's body, some on his back and some on his shoulders. Even though he has healed, people can feel the danger.

In addition to these old injuries, there was a new wound on the man's right arm, more than an inch, and the wound was quite deep. I don't know if it was not properly treated. In addition, after just taking the hand, the wound was obviously cracked. Blood winded along his arm to his wrist, like a blood-colored dragon. The medal not only did not destroy the beauty of his body, but made the man even more and more burning and wild.

Yan Shu couldn't help but sigh, if Brother Zheng and Master Jin were here, they would probably be able to compare this mountain stream.

In the words of the two of them, let alone the face, this man is simply a moving power station. The walking hormones make people dream of sleeping with him, sleeping with him, sleeping with him, but in Yan Shu's eyes, such a perfect body... is not made into a specimen and left for future generations to study, which is a pity.

After the man got ashore, he walked to the wild boar with great strides, wiping the wild boar's hard mane with his right hand, pulled out the dagger, swung his wrist wide open and closed, shaking off the blood from the dagger, and then looked at Yan Shu.

In an instant, the eyes met.

Yan Shu only felt that the man's eyes were like two scorching suns, and she was shot directly from her head, which was very urgent. It was the first time she felt such pressure.

Well, this momentum is consistent with this body, and it is not a pity that it cannot be made into a specimen.

Compared to Yan Shu's face without any slight turbulence, the man's movements were obviously paused, not because of the terrifying birthmark on the boy's face, but because of the boy's eyes.

What should I say... the boy's eyes were so cold that they were very appreciating.

That's right, it's just appreciation, like looking at a rare treasure, from head to toe, from inside to outside.

My mom's!

Since he went to the battlefield, he led countless soldiers and killed countless people. When people around him looked at him, there were fears, alerts, awesomes, gratefuls, and disgusted. However, this kind of look... he had never seen before, and inexplicably made him feel chilled!

Looking at the boy's weak little body, the man pressed down the strange feeling in his chest and kindly reminded him, "Boy, this place is close to the sunset forest, and wild animals often appear, so it is not safe for one person."

Yan Shu spoke slowly, her voice as if she was jade, "You are alone too."

The man felt his chest was blocked by choking and raised his chin condescendingly, "Can I be the same as you?"

Yan Shu scanned the man from head to toe and said expressionlessly, "It's different." Such a strong and perfect body is indeed much better than her sick body.

It was clearly recognized by the other party, but the man was very upset and felt that the chilling feeling was coming again.

"You kid are really ungrateful. If I hadn't happened to take a shower here and save your life, you kid would have been a corpse now..."

The man sneered and met Yan Shu's cold and clear eyes, and was inexplicably unable to say anything. Finally, he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, a kid, I'm too lazy to care about you."

Seeing the man going to leave, Yan Shu turned her gaze to his bloody arm, "Your wound is cracked."

The man kept walking and said angrily, "You guy still has eyes."

Yan Shu took out two white hyacinth plants and handed them to the man, "Put this on your wound."

As the man said, if he had not taken action, he would have to spend some effort and pay a considerable price. Yan Shu has always been clear about her grudges, so she naturally had no intention of tying up her debts.

This is her reward.

"Is this... Julancao?"

When the man saw two white hyacinth plants, he raised his eyebrows inexplicably. The thick and magnetic voice was a little weird, "Do you want me to apply this kind of wild flower to the wound?"

Obviously, in this era, Bletilla was called Julancao, and men did not understand the medicinal properties of this plant.

Yan Shu explained concisely, "Its rhizome can generate muscles and stop bleeding, reduce swelling and relieve pain."

As she said, she picked up a palm-sized oval rock from the shore, placed the white hyacinth on a rather smooth stone slab, and started grinding it with the rocks.

Yan Shu's movements were extremely simple and neat. In a moment, the rhizomes of Bletilla were crushed into mud.

He saw Yan Shu's method of pounding medicine. A glimmer of light flashed across the man's eyes. Seeing the boy in front of him pulling his underwear on his hem, pressing the medicinal paste and handing it to him, he didn't answer, but instead put his bloody arm to the other party's hand. He said with confidence, "My wound has aggravated to save you, and of course you have to apply this medicine."

Yan Shu had no objection. She immediately applied the medicine clay to the man's wound and tied the cloth strips cleanly and fixed them, which was extremely fast.

What surprised the man the most was that Yan Shu had a super speed, and the wounds she bandaged were moderately tight and neat and clean, and the arrangement of the cloth strips seemed to measure. Not to mention the military doctors in the military camp, they were even the imperial doctors in the palace, and they were meticulous in their work. They probably didn't have this technique.

It seems that I have really discovered a talent this time!

but……

The man's eyes touched the two white striatums with roots, and he twitched the corners of his mouth with regret: This kid's skill in bandaging trauma is nothing, it seems that he is not very proficient in herbs.

However, as soon as this thought arose, he was interrupted by a tingling sensation from the wound.

"It really works?!"

The man felt the changes in the wound carefully, and a trace of shock flashed through his eyes, "I didn't expect that this kind of Zhulancao that can be seen everywhere is actually a medicinal material, and the effect is so good. It's much more affordable than the golden sore medicines that were made from the pharmacy in the clinic! You guys are good!"

The man looked at Yan Shu's eyes getting brighter and brighter, and said with a rough smile, "Boy, are you from the clinic or from the pharmacy?"

In his opinion, Yan Shu is not a disciple of a clinic, but should be an apprentice in a pharmacy. After all, he looks only fifteen or sixteen years old, so he is really a little younger.

Yan Shu cleaned her hands with the stream, stood up, and said to the truth, "I am a doctor."

"Doctor?" The man raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and met Yan Shu's clear eyes, and unexpectedly no doubts arose in his heart.

There are exceptions in everything. The kid's previous tricks are far higher than the value of an ordinary doctor.

As the saying goes: Don’t doubt people, don’t doubt people. However, you still need to understand clearly what you should do.

"If you want to talk about doctors, there are the most places in Gudao Town. Could it be that you came from there?"

"yes."

The overly brief answer made the man take a deep breath, and his voice aggravated two points, "This place is a distance from Gudao Town. It's in the wilderness. You're here, you can't be here to practice medicine and collect medicine. It's obvious that your outfit doesn't look like yours. Why is something wrong?"

"I want to go back to Beijing. I encountered bandits on the way and escaped. These clothes were taken off the dead." Yan Shu did not hide it, but just omitted her identity and suspicion, just avoiding the important ones.

"Escaped?" The man's eyes were like two scorching suns, staring at Yan Shu, "How did he escape?"

Yan Shu said frankly, "I fainted."

The man twitched his lips, but he believed her words.

In his opinion, this kid was so weak that it was impossible to go on the road alone. He must have hired a carriage and horse to walk together. On the way, he was knocked out and was naturally fine except for being stripped of his clothes. On the contrary, those little coachmen and other mud legs were strong and fond of money. If they wanted to resist, they were inevitably bleeding.

I have to say that the man’s imagination is reasonable and meticulous, but the problem is that he used Yan Shu as a teenager from the beginning and was the wrong starting point!

Actually, no man is blamed.

Yan Shu has a slender body and is wearing a wide dress, not to mention curves, not to mention curves, and she looks malnourished and at such an age, she can’t tell the Adam’s apple. In addition, her blue-black face and the bun on her head really make people doubt that she can’t give birth!

The man thought the truth was right, so he couldn't help but smile and said with a little teasing, "Your small body is indeed weak enough. Fortunately, you are weak enough and lucky enough, otherwise how could you meet the Fourth Master? Seeing that you are like this, half of your hair is gone, what are your plans next?"

Seeing that the man himself had integrated himself, Yan Shu didn't correct him, and she spit out three words slowly, "Eat full first."

The man gritted his teeth: "What about after eating?"

Yan Shu: "Let's talk about it."

The blue veins on the man's forehead couldn't help but burst, "Can you say something more? What's the point? The sun is about to set. Are you going to feed the wild wolf in the forest. Tell me quickly. Are you going to go back to the capital?"

Yan Shu raised her eyes and said, "I won't go back for now."

Hearing this, the man was finally satisfied and grabbed Yan Shu's wrist with a domineering attitude, "Since you are not going to go back to Beijing, just follow me."

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