When the little medical fairy heard Nalan Zhaoran's words, her eyebrows furrowed slightly.
"So, are you alone now?" the little medical fairy asked slightly confused.
Seeing that the little medical fairy was a little shaken, Nalan Zhaoran's eye circles turned redder, and he choked and said, "I really have no place to go, can you take me in?"
At this moment, Nalan Zhaoran exuded a sad and desolate temperament, which made people feel pity for him.
When the little medical fairy saw Nalan Zhaoran's appearance, she couldn't help but think of her past experience, where she was so isolated and helpless, and no one could help her.
Thinking of this, the little medical fairy couldn't help but sigh softly and said: "I can help you, but I can't let you live here, because this place does not belong to me."
The little medical fairy's words made Nalan Zhaoran overjoyed. She said excitedly: "It doesn't matter, just find me a place to live."
Since the little medical fairy chose to help her, he would definitely not leave her alone.
"Let me suppress the poison for you first, so that you won't feel uncomfortable before detoxifying." The little medical fairy went to the medicine cabinet to get some medicinal materials, and sat down to prepare the medicine.
The little medical fairy was concentrating on preparing the medicinal ingredients, and the corners of Na Lan Zhaoran's lips raised slightly where she couldn't see it.
The first step was successful.
After about a cup of tea, the little medical fairy prepared the medicine to suppress the toxicity.
She gave the medicine to Nalan Zhaoran, and then said: "Take this medicine once in the morning and evening, just enough for one day. Then I will go find you and give you the antidote."
The little medical fairy's voice was soft, and it looked like she believed in Nalan Zhaoran.
Nalan Zhaoran took the medicine and said gratefully: "Thank you."
The little medical fairy stood up, her pale white dress swaying slightly in the wind.
She raised her eyes and glanced at the long queue outside the door, walked out, and said in a calm voice: "Today's free clinic is over. I'm very sorry. Please go back."
As soon as the little medical fairy said these words, the people in front looked regretful, but they were all used to it.
Someone shouted behind him: "It's over, it's over, the little doctor's free clinic is over."
After saying this, everyone who heard it complained a little. After all, they had been waiting in line for so long, but they said that the time for diagnosis and treatment was up and they would no longer see the doctor.
But they didn't dare to make mistakes. The Little Medical Fairy's status in Qingshan Town was very high. Moreover, she had cured most of the mercenary group members in Qingshan Town, so she had a high reputation, and many people liked her.
The originally long queue quickly dispersed, after all, no one wanted to cause trouble to the little medical fairy.
After everyone was gone, the little medical fairy returned to the house.
"Let's go, I'll take you to where you want to live."
The little medical fairy thought for a moment, then took a set of clothes and handed them to Nalan Zhaoran. She smiled softly and said, "These are my clothes. If you don't mind, I will go to the place where you want to live later."
Finally, you can change out of your clothes."
Nalan Zhaoran brought the gratitude of a damsel in distress to its peak: "Thank you, little medical fairy, you are such a good person."
After the little doctor fairy was given the good guy card, she couldn't help but smile: "You're welcome."
Soon, the little medical fairy took Nalan Zhaoran to a remote house.
"I have lived in this place before, and I occasionally come here to take a look when I am refining medicine. You can stay here for the time being. I will bring you the antidote tomorrow."
Afterwards, the little medical fairy told Nalan Zhaoran some precautions, and then left.
After the little medical fairy left the house, she looked back at the house where the door had been closed. The smile on her face had disappeared, leaving only indifference.
She is not a good person.
It was true that Nalan Zhaoran was poisoned, but she was not a fool. She didn't believe a word of what seemed like an obvious lie.
If he was really being hunted, how could he be just dirty and poisoned, but not have any scars on his body?
It was only those words that touched her heart, and she was willing to help her.
Just because she's willing to help doesn't mean she's a fool.
The little medical fairy stepped forward and walked away slowly, never looking back again.
After the little medical fairy left, the door suddenly opened again.
Nalan Zhaoran looked at the empty door and smiled slightly.
Afterwards, Nalan Zhaoran returned to the house, took the antidote pill herself, and took the medicine given to her by the little medical fairy into her Najie.
This drug that suppresses toxicity is of no use to her.
[Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing the task of signing in to Qingshan Town!]
[Get fifty points and a bottle of rare poison! 】
Rare poison? Just in time.
Nalan Zhaoran changed into Lin Yujing's costume, took the bottle of rare poison, and some poisons she refined herself, and went to the market.
In the market, she randomly found a place, spread out a mat, sorted the poisons into categories, and laid them out according to their toxicity.
At the beginning, not many people paid attention to Nalan Zhaoran's stall.
But Nalan Zhaoran was always sitting beside him, waiting for someone to come and visit him.
Perhaps it was Nalan Zhaoran's non-competitive attitude that finally aroused some people's curiosity.
"Little brother, what are you putting here?" A rough-looking man came over, bent down and looked at the bottles carefully, and asked curiously.
"Poison." Nalan Zhaoran's two simple words made the rugged man's casual expression change instantly.
"Little brother, are you kidding me? Poison?" the rugged man said in disbelief, and immediately straightened up and took a step back.
Maybe the rough man's voice was a little louder, and everyone around him heard his words and paid attention.
"Are these bottles of yours filled with poison?"
Another thin man looked at those white porcelain bottles with some surprise.
"They are all poison." Nalan Zhaoran said calmly.
"Can these poisons be cured by eating them?" someone started, and more and more people gathered around.
Hearing this question, Nalan Zhaoran curled up his lips and said, "These poisons can be cured, but some are easy to cure and some are difficult to cure."
Hearing this answer, some people said disappointedly: "Ah, I thought there was a poison with no cure here."
The person who said this was immediately scolded by the people around him: "Are you crazy? If you still want a poison that has no cure, aren't you afraid that you will accidentally be poisoned and can't cure it?"
"That's right, you don't feel at ease at first glance!" Everyone was talking and scolding the person who said there was no cure for the poison.
Seeing that he was being scolded by so many people, the man shut up in disbelief.
"Little brother, do you sell this poison? How do you sell it?" Someone was interested in these poisons and started asking.
"These poisons are for sale. The poisons on the left can be given to monsters. If you put these poisons in the food they like to eat, they will lose most of their attack power due to the poisoning."
"If it were a weaker monster, it wouldn't pose a threat to people."