Qin Ye awoke in the middle of the night and saw a faint oil lamp when he opened his eyes.
It was also this oil lamp, as well as the moonlight streaming in from outside, that allowed him to see clearly that he was in a cave—soone’s dwelling.
He couldn’t help but think of the person he’d seen just before he lost consciousness. Could it really have been her who saved him?
He tried to move his body, but a sudden pain made him gasp for breath.
Upon looking down, he realized he was no longer in his own clothes but wrapped in white cotton fabric instead.
This shocked him considerably because if he rembered correctly—his injuries were severe, the sort that were beyond saving.
And yet, now when he felt it... he wasn’t so sure his life was at stake.
What kind of luck was this? Not only had soone saved him, was it the Divine Doctor?
It seed his life wasn’t ant to end yet!
Just as he was about to try to get a clearer look at the cave, a cold yet pleasant voice echoed, "Don’t move, I won’t care if your wound starts bleeding again."
When Qin Ye heard this voice, his body stiffened abruptly as he went on alert internally.
"Tsk, your life was saved by ... do you need to be that tense? Just lie down! And think about what kind of reward you will give to your savior."
After Rong Yan spoke, she paid him no further attention.
Anyway, this man was so severely wounded that even with his Combat Power, he’d be no match for her.
Although Qin Ye was gravely injured, it didn’t hinder his hearing.
Especially in the dead of night, he heard not only the girl’s voice but also a soft, gentle breath... it was either a master or a little boy.
Then, he slowly turned his head and saw not far away a small bed with a figure lying on it... the size of a five or six-year-old child.
Was this the girl’s child?
This speculation flashed through his mind, and he felt an inexplicable loss... and discomfort.
However, he soon rembered the face he saw before he passed out; she was of an age associated with blooming youth, unlikely to have a five or six-year-old child.
With that thought, he didn’t notice his unease fading away.
Perhaps it was the effect of the dicine, but Qin Ye soon fell into a drowsy sleep again.
Until... he was awakened by the voice of a child.
"Sister, will we leave after we finish eating? What about that man?"
When Qin Ye heard this, his heart skipped a beat... they were leaving?
Would that not an leaving him here alone?
He now depended on this Divine Doctor to heal.
Imdiately, he opened his eyes.
"Miss..."
The voice that ca out sounded like a broken gong, sowhat grating to the ear... definitely far from pleasant.
Rong Jin was the first to speak, "Sister, he’s awake."
Of course, Rong Yan heard the girl’s voice... she wasn’t deaf.
Walking over, she looked down from above at the man lying on the ground.
"How do you feel? Is your body a little better?"
Qin Ye was very unaccustod to being looked down upon.
"...Better than yesterday."
His gaze subtly swept over her, noticing she was genuinely beautiful... truly a devastating beauty.
Much more beautiful than the known number one beauty of Beijing.
If it weren’t for the last bit of his senses, he might have suspected that he was seeing a Fox Fairy.
Rong Yan almost rolled her eyes hearing his response.
Yesterday you were nearly on your way to the Western Paradise, and now you can talk while lying down... can these be compared?
"I’ve put the dicine you need here. The white ones are to be taken three tis a day, one pill each ti. The other package contains black pills, also three tis a day, but three pills each ti. Also, this small porcelain bottle contains antiseptic dicine. I’ve mixed in sothing special with it that’s particularly effective for healing your wounds... You can use this dicine to dress your wounds after seven days."
Rong Yan paused here and then added, "All these dicinal ingredients are precious and expensive, totalling ten thousand gold. Thank you for your patronage."
She’d saved a person, bathed him, treated his wounds... she couldn’t just not charge him, right?
He didn’t look like the kind who would be penniless.
But, considering he might actually not have any money on him at this ti, she added very kindly, "I can accept an IOU."
Qin Ye: ...
"Miss, you have the grace of saving my life. As the ancients said, a life-saving grace is greater than heaven. I don’t have money on , so how about I offer myself..." His face flushed, "My na is Qin Ye, I’m eighteen, and unmarried..."
Rong Yan’s eyes widened in shock.
She’d seen shaless people before, but none quite as shaless as this.
She had saved his life... and not only was he not grateful, he actually wanted to impose on her for a lifeti.
Was there no justice in the world?
Her face instantly turned dark, "Are you trying to default on your debt?"
"No, what I an is, I can repay you... with my hand in marriage... all my wealth... will be yours, Miss."
Qin Ye’s face grew redder and redder as he spoke.
He felt himself being quite shaless.
The little boy ca to his senses. He might be small, but he understood what offering oneself in marriage ant.
So he imdiately beca so angry that his whole stead bun face rounded.
"My Sister is not getting married; my Sister is taking a son-in-law..."
Rong Yan: ...?
Little brother, are you okay? Since when—did I say I wanted a son-in-law?
I’m only fifteen for goodness’ sake.
Even in ancient tis... I didn’t plan on getting married so early.
No, that’s not the point. At your young age... how do you even know about taking a son-in-law?
Upon hearing the child’s words, Qin Ye’s eyes flickered, and without hesitation, he said, "I’m willing... I’m willing to take a son-in-law!"
Rong Yan hadn’t recovered from one shock before plunging into another.
She almost burst out laughing.
You’re willing? Does it an that I have to be willing, too?
"No silver, is that it? Then I’ll just take the dicine back."
She definitely wouldn’t let him freeload her dicine.
These dicines had used up a lot of precious ingredients from her space.
Anyways, his body wasn’t going to die... if he went down the mountain, he could probably just find another doctor to get treated.
When Qin Ye heard she was going to take all the dicine back, he was suddenly shocked, "Wait, I’m willing to write..."
Rong Yan handed over the prepared IOU and even provided the inkpad.
"Since your injuries are severe and you can’t write, just read it through and press your handprint here. Later on, I will co find you..."
Rong Jin couldn’t help but speak out, "Sister, we don’t know where he lives! How will we collect the debt?"
Isn’t this just like throwing a at bun at a dog... there’s no coming back, right?
"It’s fine, Sister has her ways of finding him." Rong Yan spoke nonchalantly, radiating the air of an expert.
Upon hearing this, Rong Jin imdiately showed an admiring look, "My sister is the most amazing!"
Qin Ye: ...
"Hurry up and press it!" Rong Yan urged.
She still had to hit the road!
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