"Back then, they exploited you and humiliated you, and now it’s ti for them to taste the bitterness."
Cui Zhu snorted with satisfaction and went ho with them.
However, just at this mont, Qi Nanfeng woke up, staring at Ruan Mian with bloodshot eyes, an angry fire blazing in his gaze.
Before anyone could react, he suddenly got up, pulled out a dagger from sowhere, and silently rushed towards Ruan Mian’s back at lightning speed!!
At the crucial mont, a figure swiftly dashed out from the crowd, extending an arm decisively to grab the sharp blade!
Blood sliced through his palm, quickly staining his white robe and the blade bright red.
Ruan Mian was shocked, her eyes darkened, grabbing Qi Nanfeng’s wrist bone and forcefully twisting upward.
The two exerted their force together, Qi Nanfeng almost using all his strength to resist.
But ultimately, he couldn’t match the strength of Ruan Mian and his opponent, and a fierce scream erupted!
The blade was reversed, stabbing straight into his eye, piercing his eyeball. "Ah..."
Qi Nanfeng painfully pulled out the knife, clutching his bleeding eye tightly, rolling on the ground.
Ruan Mian turned around to see Xie Huai’an’s hand nearly pierced through, her elegant eyebrows furrowed.
"Sir!"
"How could you catch it with your bare hands? Don’t you know how dangerous it is?!"
Xie Huai’an could endure quite a lot.
The pain didn’t change his complexion, but Ruan Mian’s accusation made him feel aggrieved.
"Miss Ruan, I’m already like this, and you’re still blaming , is it appropriate?"
Ruan Mian knew she was in the wrong, so she took him into her own basent, calling Cui Zhu to bring the dicine box over.
Mr. and Mrs. Zhang also stepped forward, with Mr. Ruan assisting Ruan Mian ticulously treating his wound.
Taking advantage of everyone’s distraction, Ruan Mian took so hemostatic dicine from her space, along with anti-inflammatory western dicine.
The knife cut quite deeply, reaching the bone, and after disinfecting and cleaning, she had to stitch it up for him.
In her space, there were military-grade trauma dicine from her previous loot from the Xuanjia Army Camp, as well as so mulberry thread for suture.
Although the tools were simple, they were enough for external injuries.
Along with the spiritual spring water to aid treatnt, there was no major problem.
Moreover, Ruan Mian accidentally discovered that her father’s stitching technique was just as proficient as hers.
He volunteered to carefully stitch the wound for him.
Once everything was properly arranged, night had fallen outside.
Yun Xiu anxiously waited beside them, and when he saw Xie Huai’an was fine, the tension in his heart finally eased.
Ruan Mian looked at his well-wrapped hand, resembling a large bun, feeling uncomfortable inside.
For the first ti, soone risked their life to protect her like this, and she didn’t know what words to use to describe this emotion.
In short, she felt that Xie Huai’an was an extrely good person, at least towards her, he was a true friend.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have risked his life to save her.
With his actions, Ruan Mian was determined to protect him to the end in the future.
Of course, this was sothing to be discussed later.
The urgent matter now was for him to rest well.
Ruan Mian instructed Yun Xiu with so basic things, then added, "In the coming days, I’ll bring you food. Now you need to eat well with this body."
Yun Xiu instinctively wanted to politely refuse on behalf of his master, knowing that his master didn’t like owing anyone anything.
But before he could finish his words, Xie Huai’an readily agreed.
"Alright, I owe Miss Ruan a life-saving grace for this, Miss Ruan... must take good care of . It’s late today, I won’t disturb you any longer."
He politely bid farewell to Mr. and Mrs. Zhang, and after he and Yun Xiu left the room, Mrs. Zhang let out a long sigh, unable to hold back her praise.
"In such a situation, to risk his life to save you, Mianmian, Mr. Xie is indeed a rare good person."
Even Mr. Ruan nodded appreciatively, "He’s a good young man. I heard he’s the second son of the Nanping Marquis Mansion but focused on becoming an official after doing well in exams, never flaunting his Marquis Mansion background. To date, so people don’t know he’s a Marquis Mansion’s son."
"Mr. Xie is actually the son of Marquis Nanping? I’ve never heard of it?"
Mrs. Zhang was incredibly surprised, even Ruan Mian was taken aback.
The original book didn’t ntion his family background, only saying he entered the court through his abilities and beca a trusted confidant of the official.
But how did Mr. Ruan learn about these secrets?
Upon inquiry, Mr. Ruan explained, "Your grandfather once saved Marquis Nanping. Back then, the Marquis ca south to find his son, and I saw him at that ti, looking just like he does now."
"Since he was raised outside since young and rarely set foot in the Marquis Mansion, few people know him. And if he doesn’t speak of it, there must be a reason not to. We know this fact, but there’s no need to stir trouble by telling outsiders, understand?"
Everyone nodded in agreent, Mrs. Zhang suddenly having a thought upon seeing Ruan Mian’s distracted gaze.
She approached Ruan Mian and asked quietly, "Mianmian, what do you think of Mr. Xie? Is he a good young man?"
Ruan Mian knew right away what her mother was hinting at.
She quickly spoke, "Mother, matters of emotion require mutual affection, and I’ve already explained clearly before."
Mrs. Zhang then rembered she had previously tried to match them, completely forgetting it.
She quickly replied, "You see, mother is getting more forgetful, things pass and are forgotten, since Mianmian isn’t interested, I won’t say more."
At the mont, Ruan Mian didn’t really take her mother’s words to heart.
Involuntarily, she recalled Xie Huai’an’s family background, thinking that the Marquis Nanping family was also in the Capital City, and wondered if there was no response from there after he was demoted.
Last ti he ntioned that the poison in his body was orchestrated by his own mother...
...
The next day, Ruan Mian made fresh fish soup, along with a stir-fried cured at dish and flavorful winter mushrooms to bring to Xie Huai’an.
She took the opportunity to change his dressing.
She thought he could endure well, but didn’t expect him to gasp before she touched the wound, making those unaware think Ruan Mian was heavy-handed!
"Sir, I haven’t even started!"
"Sorry, felt the pain too early."
Xie Huai’an sheepishly smiled, and when Ruan Mian actually started, he exaggeratedly inhaled again.
Ruan Mian really thought she hurt him, quickly retracting her hand, "Does it still hurt?"
He moved his brows and eyes slightly, smiling lightly, "This ti it hurts correctly."
Ruan Mian: ...
She realized this man wasn’t always as serious as she thought.
He looked majestic, but in reality, he was like a sickly person, too frail to care for himself.
He even lacked the strength to get out of bed to eat: "Miss Ruan, I must trouble you for help."
Ruan Mian glanced at the food on the table, feeling obliged since he got injured because of her.
So she diligently held the food, feeding each spoonful to the injured man.
In terms of caring for patients, Ruan Mian wasn’t very ticulous, but fortunately Xie Huai’an was not picky. He went along with whatever she said and did whatever she asked, except... for the inconveniences many tis.
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