Qi Shujian gritted his teeth, picked up Murong Ge, and used Qing Kung Fu to jump out of the window...
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In the morning after the rain, there is a damp smell in the air.
Murong Ge opened his eyes and found himself lying on a dilapidated wooden bed, looking around. It turned out that he was in a dilapidated thatched hut, surrounded by nothing but a dilapidated Eight Immortals table and a long bench with missing legs.
She sat up slowly, feeling dizzy as if she had just drank.
Recalling what happened last night, her mind was much clearer. Yes, she was poisoned, and then dozens of killers broke in. After that, she couldn't remember.
She quickly touched her hands and feet. Fortunately, she had no broken arms or legs, no injuries, and even her stomach no longer hurt! She breathed a sigh of relief.
It was really unfortunate that every meal would be drugged. At first she thought she had eaten too much!
Those people must have come for that guy, and they must have given the drug to poison him! In the end, she was eaten. It would be such an injustice if she became his scapegoat!
By the way, what about the man?
After looking around again, she found a body lying beside the bed. She rushed over to help him up, and was shocked when she saw the black wound on his shoulder - he was injured and poisoned!
What should I do? She doesn't know medical skills, not even ordinary bandaging of wounds.
She checked his breathing, but he was still breathing! She quickly slapped his face: "Are you okay? Wake up... Hey, hey..."
My hand was caught in mid-air!
"Stop fighting, it hurts!" He opened his eyes weakly and sat up on his own.
"It scared me to death. I thought you were dead!" Murong Ge patted his chest and said something very unlucky!
"You're the one who died! Will I, Qi Shujian, die so easily?" He glanced at her disdainfully.
"So your name is Qi Shujian!" She didn't talk about the point. Then she saw the injury on his shoulder and shouted in panic: "Your shoulder is injured and it's poisonous. What should I do?"