The remarriage of the high-ranking daughter

Chapter 133 Qin Muli is Here (2)
The moonlight stretched the gray-blue shadow for a long time, Chang'an could see it clearly when he got close, the handsome eyebrows, the gloomy eyes... that was obviously an ancient genius doctor, but at the moment his eyes were full of concentration, But there was no warmth at all, as if the thing lying in front of his eyes was not a person, but an object he was about to test.

Chang An wanted to move and make a sound, but what came out was a moan. She only felt that her body was extremely heavy, like a huge rock was pressing on her, preventing her from moving an inch.

It's just that as the ancient genius doctor approached, Chang An felt that the strings in his head were about to break, and his pupils shrank suddenly due to tension and fear.

Suddenly, the ancient genius doctor raised his right hand, holding a thin silver blade between his thumb and index finger, emitting a faint cold light in the dark night.

Chang An only felt his throat tighten, and looked at the ancient genius doctor in panic, what on earth is he going to do?
But I heard the ancient genius doctor muttering to himself: "Not a lot, just a little..."

His eyes flicked to Chang'an, but he didn't seem to be looking at her. He pulled her hand out from under the quilt, rolled up the sleeves, revealing a white wrist, and the thin blade gently touched her with a penetrating coolness. Close to the turquoise pulse, Chang An couldn't help shaking, only feeling a layer of pimples on the surface of his entire body.

Could it be that the ancient miracle doctor wanted to kill her, but...why?
Before he had time to think about it, there was a pain in his wrist. Chang An couldn't even turn his neck to take a look. He could only feel the blood flowing out of his body bit by bit, falling with the sound of dripping water. The heart is contracting violently.

The ancient miracle doctor's eyes still didn't touch her at all, he just muttered: "Just a little, not a lot, not..."

His words were stiff, even a little incoherent and nervous, and after almost a cup of tea, the ancient genius doctor stood up.

Chang'an squinted his eyes and saw that the ancient genius doctor was holding a small bamboo tube in his hand. He wiped the blood on the side of the bamboo tube with his sleeves with utmost care, and then he put on the stopper, exhaled a long breath, and his face flushed. A satisfied smile came.

It turns out... not to kill her, but to ask for her blood?

When this thought appeared in Chang An's mind, she felt a little blurred in her mind, not only because of the smell of medicine, but also because of her own weakness from blood loss.

Let this ancient genius doctor take blood. Although he doesn't know what he will use it for, he should at least clean up her wound after taking blood. Although she feels that the blood flow is not fast, her wrist is already wet and slippery. It was sticky, and she somehow felt that her exhaled breath was going to slow down a bit.

Suddenly, the wooden door that was originally concealed was kicked open, and a figure like lightning flashed in. Seeing the scene in front of him, Xiao Yun's eyes were so red that his eyes were tearing apart. It hit him, causing him to fly back, hit the wooden door heavily, and then slowly slipped to the ground, groaning in pain.

"Chang'an!"

The next moment, Xiao Yun had already rushed to the side of the bed, tore off a piece of silk from his shirt and hurriedly wrapped it around Chang An's injured wrist, dripping with blood and eye-catching wantonly, like a ball of fire. It hit his heart violently again, and he felt that the emotions that had been suppressed for several days were about to erupt!
Seeing that Chang An could only move his eyeballs, but couldn't make a sound or exert any strength, Xiao Yun seemed to understand something, and turned his head to stare fiercely at the ancient genius doctor lying on the ground, then took out the A small porcelain bottle similar to a snuff bottle, he took off the cap and sniffed it under Chang An's nose.

The pungent and pungent smell of a muscle went straight to the nose and penetrated into the lungs. Chang An frowned, and then coughed suddenly. What did Xiao Yun smell to her, it was so pungent, and tears welled up in her eyes for a moment. Coming up, wanting to grab something to wipe his face, he said, "Give me a handkerchief..."

As soon as the words came out, although they were extremely light and weak, Chang An immediately realized that she could speak and move.

"Chang'an, did this guy treat you well?"

Xiao Yun nervously supported Chang An's shoulders, the concern in his eyes was obvious, he was careless, at this moment he was already blaming himself, if he had known that something was wrong with this kid recently, he should not have left here in a fit of anger, if Chang'an really has three ups and two downs, and he will never feel at ease for the rest of his life.

"No, I just took some blood!"

Chang An shook his head, but felt that his throat was dry for a while, Xiao Yun hurriedly poured tea on the table for her, one cup was not enough, she drank three cups in a row before she regained her breath.

"He was not like this before. The drugs must have damaged his brain, making him sometimes sober and sometimes confused. Don't worry, I will teach him a lesson for you!"

When Xiao Yun said this, he walked over a few steps, grabbed the lapel of Miracle Gu's chest, and lifted him up with all his strength. Although Miracle Gu was arrogant, he actually didn't have much flesh on his body.

Xiao Yun mentioned him easily, and then he said in a vicious voice: "You kid has grown courageous, you dare to touch anyone, you know her..."

There was a sudden pause at this point, as if he had noticed the probing gaze from behind, Xiao Yun cleared his throat, and said again: "What are you doing in Chang'an's room in the middle of the night to get her blood?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Unexpectedly, the ancient genius doctor glared at Xiao Yun, and raised his jaw quite arrogantly.

"Damn boy, if I don't punish you, you don't know that the pot is made of iron!"

Xiao Yun rolled up his sleeves as he spoke, and was about to give the ancient miracle doctor a hard lesson. This time he came back in time. If next time, if this kid has any sudden whim, then Chang'an's life will be destroyed. Is it still safe?
Thinking of this, Xiao Yun couldn't help being afraid, it seemed that it would not be easy to stay here for a long time, but fortunately Zi Yuan's needles had already been applied, and they would go down the mountain tomorrow.

"Stop hitting him!"

Chang An struggled to sit up from the bed, Qingli's face was already pale, but his eyes were still clear, "He saved Zi Yuan's life, let him go!"

Although the weird behavior of the ancient miracle doctor made Chang An feel scared and nervous, but in the end it didn't kill her. He didn't have close friends in the first place, so now he has come here.

"But……"

Xiao Yun wanted to say something more, but was slapped away by the ancient miracle doctor, and said coldly: "It's a coincidence that I saved that girl, I didn't even confiscate your consultation fee, what's the point of taking some blood, hmph!"

After finishing speaking, he appeared to be righteous and confident. Xiao Yun was so angry that he clenched his fists and wanted to hit someone, but Chang An said: "The ancient genius doctor is right. He has been bothering him for a long time. Let's leave tomorrow!"

"Just go, who cares!"

The ancient miracle doctor turned his head, and the corners of his mouth were pursed like a child having a temper tantrum, "Just leave all the eating utensils to me. If you dare to take them away secretly, I'll see if I don't poison your hands!"

(End of this chapter)