Everyone said that he was a weirdo, but in fact they were right. Until now, Feng Jiuer still doesn't know what this guy's name is.
"I don't have a name."
Jianyi pursed his lips, "You can call me whatever you want."
Anyway, he won't live in this place for too long. He just hasn't thought of how to repay Feng Qingyin's kindness. Once he thinks about it, he will leave immediately.
"I can't ask you to feed me, can I?"
"good."
"..." Feng Jiuer almost rolled her eyes at him, but after thinking about it, she probably understood that he couldn't stay long anyway, and he didn't want to leave any information of his own here.
"Then...let's call you...well, Jianyi."
Feng Jiuer turned around to get the medicine box, but she didn't see Jianyi's face turn gloomy for a moment.
His index finger tightened slightly, which was his habit before holding the sword, but tonight, the sword was not on him.
But if you want to kill the young man in front of you, even if you don't have a sword, you only need a branch.
During the meditation, Feng Jiuer had already taken out the medicine box and put it on the coffee table. She said, "Come over and sit on the bench, and I will give you acupuncture."
When his rheumatism attacks, he will always be in pain for several days. Although it didn't rain today, once the attack starts, the pain will not last for just one day.
"To deal with this kind of disease, acupuncture only treats the symptoms but not the root cause. You still need to give medicine. When you get through these days and the pain is gone, I will give you injections and medicine."
Rheumatism is actually very common in this era. People don’t know why it hurts, and doctors these days can’t explain why.
Treating rheumatism is the best way, and of course you have to take good care of yourself. However, such a young man might not be able to listen to her talk about health care.
Jian Yi stared at Feng Jiu'er's busy back with cold eyes. She was arranging the silver needles in a row and roasting them with fire.
With her back to him like this, without any sense of defense, doesn't she know that if she wants to take action, now is the best opportunity?
In fact, Feng Jiuer knew, but she really didn't understand what she said wrongly just now, which made him suddenly have murderous intention towards her?
Could it be because she doesn't like the name she gave him?
The silver needles in her hand were roasted and sterilized over the fire, and there were two silver needles clasped on her fingertips. If the person behind her had any intention of acting rashly, she could preemptively strike.
However, she tried her best to make her aura sound calm and innocent, because she still couldn't figure out why the person who was unfriendly to her just now but at least not hostile suddenly became dangerous?
Most likely, it was the name she gave him, and he hated it.
However, isn’t this too stingy?
It's just a name! Finally, Jian Yi loosened his index finger, walked over, and sat down on the bench.
Feng Jiuer also put down the silver needle on her fingertips, turned around to look at him, and helped him roll up his trouser legs.
"You suffer from this disease at a young age. I'm afraid you were injured when you were a teenager, you didn't take good care of yourself, and you were frozen in the ice and snow, right?"
His murderous intent towards him was gone, and Feng Jiuer no longer regarded him as his enemy.
Now, she is just a doctor.
Jianyi looked at her and nodded after a while: "When I was young, I injured my knee and lay in the snow for three days and three nights."
Feng Jiuer frowned slightly, suddenly feeling a little distressed.
Why do children these days have to suffer so much more than other modern children?
He obviously had the aura of a noble man, but after being injured and lying in the snow for three days and three nights, this kind of pain is definitely not something that ordinary people can bear.
But...she raised her head and glanced at him, smiling slightly: "This seems to be your first sentence all day?"
No, it should be said that it was the first sentence after saying a few words to her in the early morning.
Jian Yi stopped talking and pursed his thin lips, making him cold.
"If you don't like the name Jianyi, let's change it. Why be angry?"
Sure enough, when the name Jian Yi was mentioned, the coldness in his eyes became stronger again, and the crux really appeared in the name.
Jianyi, doesn’t it sound good?
It doesn't sound bad at all, right?
Little Cherry said that he chops firewood like he dances with a sword, but Feng Jiuer changes his name to like Yiyiyi. Isn’t that what Yinnan should do?
What's wrong with it?
Simple and easy to remember! Forget it, if people don't like it, it's useless to say anything. Fortunately, when he mentioned the word "Jian Yi" this time, his eyes were cold, but at least he didn't have murderous intent.
"If you don't like it, then I'll change it to another one, call it Yiyi?"
"Sword One."
Jian Yi no longer looked at her, but stared at her hand that was giving him the acupuncture.
He could kill her just now. Didn't Feng Qingyin think that she was Feng Jiu'er?
Then, whether she is or not, Feng Qingyin will definitely be very happy if she is killed.
As long as he kills her, is it equivalent to repaying Feng Qingyin's kindness to him?
As long as he pays back, he can leave the imperial city and be free.
This imperial city may never come back in our lifetime.
However, Feng Jiu was not at all defensive against him, and she even tried her best to treat his legs with acupuncture.
Jian Yi asked himself that he was not a kind person, but he was not so evil that he would kill people casually.
If Feng Jiu felt his murderous intent and suddenly took action, maybe he had really killed her.
But she didn't.
In the end, should I kill her and gain my freedom?
Feng Jiuer really couldn't figure out what was wrong with the word Jian Yi, but why did Jian Yi's tangled aura when he was facing her now feel so familiar?
She put away the silver needle and lowered her trouser legs for him: "How do you feel now?"
Jian Yi's mind was then focused on his leg. He felt nothing all day long. It started to hurt at night. Now, it doesn't hurt much anymore.
I was thinking wildly for a moment and didn't even notice that my leg was healed.
"You..." He looked at Feng Jiu, who was collecting silver needles. He hesitated for a moment and then said: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, now you are still a member of my Tianji Hall, this consultation is considered free, go back and rest."
Feng Jiuer put away the silver needle and was about to collect the medicine box when suddenly there was a rush of footsteps outside.
Jianyi tightened his index finger, and he would subconsciously be on guard against anyone approaching quickly.
Outside, Little Cherry said anxiously: "Sir, are you there?
The stone bridge on Huajie Street has collapsed, and there are a large number of injured people outside. Please go out and take a look."
Feng Jiuer's expression changed, and she immediately carried the medicine box out of the door. Jianyi hesitated for a moment, then stood up and followed him out.
"How many people were injured?"
Feng Jiuer asked anxiously.
Little Cherry shook her head: "There are currently more than a dozen, and a few people are seriously injured. But it is said that there are still dozens of people. Qiao Mu and Zizhou rushed over with more than a dozen doctors."
