Age of Heroes, ten consecutive guarantees.

Chapter 893 A bowl of chicken soup and a wife (7k2)
When Bai Yu woke up, he saw a strange ceiling.

Letting go of my spiritual perception, I felt that there should be a boat nearby and I could hear the sound of flowing water.

The injury...is not light.

This Immortal Trap Formation is indeed unexpectedly powerful and can directly break through one's own holy domain.

The external injuries were not the most serious, after all, he had the Nirvana Dharma in his hands. The more serious thing was the toxins that had invaded his lungs...

Most of the saints in later generations did not like to use poison.

On the one hand, knowledge related to poisons is strictly controlled and preserved. On the other hand, the research on poisons has been taken over by the Xuanhusi and is usually used to study pharmacology. There are no longer any talented people specializing in this area.

But in the past five hundred years, poison has been a very common thing for people in the martial arts world. If one is not careful, even a grandmaster can be knocked down by poison.

Ordinary poisons have little effect on saints, but if they penetrate into the lungs, even saints will feel uncomfortable and distressed.

Bai Yu tried to circulate his true Qi to remove the toxins from his body. After a little effort, he felt a sweetness in his throat, turned sideways, and spat out a ball of black blood.

Although it looked like he was vomiting blood, the feeling of stuffiness in his chest had dissipated a lot.

It's not a big deal if the body is poisoned. As long as Fanny helps take care of the heart meridian, there is no need to worry about the poison attacking the heart.

With the help of the Nirvana Method, Bai Yu thought that even if he was left alone, he would be able to recover to 70% to 80% in half a month at most with his self-healing ability.

The movement in the house attracted attention outside.

The door was pushed open, and soon a figure walked in and pushed Bai Yu back onto the bed.

"Why don't you just lie down? If you move, your injury will only get worse."

Huang Qiyun was holding a wooden basin and a towel in her hands. As she spoke, she looked down at a spot of black blood beside the bed. Her face changed even more. She gritted her teeth and wanted to say something, but stopped herself.

"Where are we?"

"The Yangtze River is almost reaching Jiangnan."

"How long have I slept?"

"You've been unconscious for two days and one night. You were deeply poisoned... I was just about to take you to see the Medical Saint. We should be able to arrive tomorrow."

Huang Qiyun dipped the towel into the water, wrung it dry, and handed it to Bai Yu's mouth and wiped it.

"Well...can you be a little gentler?" Bai Yu licked his teeth. His gums hurt from rubbing them so hard.

"I..." Huang Qiyun wiped the blood: "I have never learned to take care of people."

Bai Yu looked at herself and asked, "Did you help me change my clothes?"

Huang Qiyun didn't really want to answer this question, so she asked back, "Do you mind?"

"That's not the case." Bai Yu shook his head: "I'm not that stingy. People in the underworld don't care about trivial matters. Anyway, I won't suffer any loss."

"You'd better think so. This is the first time I change clothes for a man!" Huang Qiyun turned his head to look out the window and said, "I just helped you change your outer clothes... Your clothes have been washed and are placed in the cabinet. You can wear them when you need them... By the way, I also need to help you change the bandages and medicine on your body. Is it convenient for you to do it yourself?"

Bai Yu supported himself on the bed and sat up with great effort: "I'll try."

Seeing his slow movements, Huang Qiyun's original shyness and impatience disappeared.

In the end, guilt prevailed.

"You better lie down, I'll help you apply the medicine..."

"Are you sure you can?"

"It's not the first time." Huang Qiyun said, "I don't trust other people to help me."

Bai Yu lay down obediently. This was her first time experiencing this.

In the past, I had to bear all the injuries by myself, and all the external and internal injuries were cured by Hongping.

There's nothing a bottle of Orange Juice can't cure. If that doesn't work, just sit back and catch fire.

It's the same for him now. It only takes a day or two to recover.

But if he really recovers so quickly, it will be inconvenient to control Huang Qiyun.

This is also a pleasant surprise, right?
I really didn't expect that after I was injured, she became much more docile, her resistance dropped visibly, and even her favorability increased to a friendly level, and even slightly exceeded it.

Bai Yu was lying on the bed and couldn't see his own back, but the hideous wounds on his back were very clear, especially the horizontal knife wounds and corrosion marks, which looked quite shocking.

When applying the medicine, Huang Qiyun was extremely careful. He first spread a layer of medicine powder evenly, and then spread it evenly with the ointment soaked in water until it solidified.

The most troublesome part is the process of removing the gauze that has already solidified. It cannot be too fast or too slow.

Bai Yu remained silent throughout the whole process.

But Huang Qiyun still saw a dense layer of sweat on his forehead and silently clenched his fists.

Bai Yu left her with the impression of a romantic and unrestrained young man from an aristocratic family. It was difficult to treat him as a pure man of the world. His personal temperament was not like that of an ordinary person. He spoke frivolously and arrogantly, and did not abide by gentlemanly etiquette. He was indeed like a madman.

But now, his dull and silent appearance lying on the sickbed reminded her of the protagonist general in the book "The Night of Wind and Snow and Long Knife", a man of pride who never shed tears easily... She had forgotten the specific content, but she remembered one plot clearly. The protagonist was ambushed and was hit by 24 arrows in the chest and back, but luckily he survived. He had the arrowheads cut out from the wounds, and used the arrowheads weighing about ten pounds to make a knife. The knife was named "Twenty-four Hui", which corresponds to the name of a ci tune.

The general in the book was a versatile man who was good at both literature and martial arts. When she was in her teens, her best pastime was reading books and imagining the experiences and the likes and dislikes of the characters in the books.

Looking at Bai Yu at this moment, Huang Qiyun suddenly had an illusion that the characters in the book were right in front of him.

She asked suddenly, "Can you use a knife?"

Bai Yu's scalp was numbing with pain, and his sense of pain was weakening. Hearing this nonsensical question, he replied without thinking, "Of course... It's about the same as my shooting skills, barely the best in the world."

Huang Qiyun's eyes lit up and he said, "Can you let me see it for yourself?"

"It's definitely not possible now." Bai Yu shook his head: "I'm already honest, please let me go."

"I'm not talking about now..." Huang Qiyun suppressed those complicated emotions, skipped this topic, and continued: "These are external injury medicines, which can't relieve the poisoning situation. You need to go to the Medical Sage for conditioning."

"What about you?" Bai Yu asked casually, "Aren't you also poisoned?"

"My injury is much less severe than yours. I'll be fine after losing some blood." Huang Qiyun picked up the basin and walked out the door: "You still have the time to worry about me? Just take good care of your own injury and stop saying useless things!"

The door was closed.

Bai Yu straightened his clothes, sat up smoothly, poured himself a glass of water, and looked out the window.

After leaving the room, Huang Qiyun came to the bed deck, poured the sewage into the river, and looked at the shore slightly distracted.

…He actually cared about me instead of worrying about his own life or death.

…Even though he was so badly injured, he didn’t ask any more questions, and didn’t even doubt that I was not lying.

…It’s really crazy.

She covered her head and repeated in a low voice: "This is crazy... How can there be such a person."

Huang Qiyun knew and witnessed chivalrous couples who shared life and death, and ordinary love that lived together until old age. She knew that those things existed, but she also knew that love was not easy to come by. She knew that all emotional efforts were seeking equal returns.

She believes in the existence of love, but does not believe it will happen to her, and never thinks she needs love.

If I were fifteen years old, I would extremely desire to have such a person appear in my life, even if it was only for a brief moment. As long as he had once amazed my youth, it would be the most beautiful sight in the world.

But she is no longer the young and innocent girl she was back then...

Even if such a person really came to her, she would not extend her hand at the first time, but would doubt, question, resist, and shrink back.

Adults will miss the bravery and fearlessness of their youth. At that time, the burden was light and they always felt that they could easily carry the weight of their dreams. However, the farther and longer life goes, the heavier the burdens will be. Even if the dreams of the past become within reach, they will no longer dare to reach out and touch them.

Huang Qiyun began to feel worried and scared.

I am always worried about gains and losses, and perhaps I am not as brave as I was when I was fifteen.

She was still unsure whether this young man who called himself Qiu Huang was her dream when she was young... She hoped that he was not.

If he really is, then Huang Qiyun will have to face a choice: to abandon the dreams of the past and the happy life that is within reach, or to abandon the hatred for being killed and abandoned by her loved ones...

The former was something she had always dreamed of; the latter was the driving force that had carried her through five years of miserable and desolate life.

No matter which one she abandons, she will bury a part of herself forever.

This is undoubtedly a simple multiple-choice question.

At this moment, Huang Qiyun did not realize... She was just immersed in the unconscious joy that came from being cared for by others. At the same time, she felt depressed because of her happiness and secretly sighed at her own weakness.

With mixed feelings, I leaned on the railing and looked out.

Originally, that would have been fine, but there were a few short-sighted scholars nearby who were struck by Huang Qiyun's stunning appearance and wanted to make friends with her. They recited poems and composed couplets on the side, intentionally or unintentionally raising their voices to show off their literary talent and attract attention.

This made Huang Qiyun, who was already in a complicated mood, even more irritable. Without anyone noticing, he raised his hand and threw the three pretentious literati off the boat, along with their book boxes and luggage, into the water on the shore, then turned around and went back to the cabin.

Halfway through the walk, Huang Qiyun slowed down and paused.

Because she only booked one room.

Even if you don't want to, you will meet Bai Yu when you go back.

In order to ensure Bai Yu's life safety, she did not book a second room, but slept on the floor in the room, and did not sleep much for two days and one night. After all, she had the ability to be a saint, and did not look tired or abnormal. She did not intend to use this to seek credit, and she did not think that this small sacrifice was worth her two lives.

She was thinking... since the other party was awake, should she book another guest room for him to stay in?

Although the house is already full, it is not a problem. She can always throw a few more people out to make room for herself.

After thinking for a moment, she pushed open the door and looked at Bai Yu who was sitting by the window. Seeing that he actually got up and left the bed, she frowned and said, "You..."

"puff……"

Before he could finish his words, Bai Yu spat out a mouthful of blood onto the surface of the river, staining the white waves with a black and red color that quickly faded away.

Huang Qiyun walked over quickly, raised her hand, but didn't dare to touch him. She wanted to help him, but hesitated: "You, why don't you go lie down?"

"I'm not so weak that I have to lie on the board. Spit out some blood and get comfortable. Stay here and I won't bother you to continue mopping the floor."

Bai Yu wiped the corner of his mouth, his expression calm.

"Mopping the floor is nothing." Huang Qiyun couldn't help but grab his shoulders: "Go back and lie down... What if your injury gets worse? Are you really going to die?"

Bai Yu turned around and smiled palely, "Are you worried about me?"

"I wish you were dead, so I wouldn't have to repay you."

I thought she would answer like this, but the evil woman hesitated for three seconds, nodded imperceptibly, and said "hmm" softly.

...Oh huh...

Bai Yu was slightly startled. Did the thorns of this little hedgehog soften?
Noticing Bai Yu's surprised look, Huang Qiyun's expression changed again, and he said viciously: "Are you going to lie down or not? Do you really want me to tie you up?"

"Lie down, right now."

This voice sounds very fierce.

Huang Qiyun snorted, then took the wooden basin and placed it beside the bed: "If you want to vomit blood later, spit it into the basin... You haven't eaten for more than two days, do you want to eat anything?"

"Is there anything for sale on this boat?" Bai Yu asked casually as he lay down.

"There are only steamed buns, pickles and the like..." Huang Qiyun said, "You just need to tell me what you want to eat, and I can get it for you."

With her level of attainment, catching fish in the water or picking birds in the sky are all easy tasks for her.

Bai Yu was also a little hungry, so he said, "Then give me a bowl of noodles."

Hearing this request, Huang Qiyun's brows relaxed. She was not sure about other dishes, but she was very good at making several types of pasta. She grew up in Fenghuangtai and she was not a princess who lived in luxury. She could do laundry, cook, make fire, and chop wood. All the life skills that people in the martial arts world should have were maxed out.

"Okay, I'll go make you a bowl of chicken noodle soup."

About half an hour later, Huang Qiyun came back with a bowl of steaming hot noodles. Just smelling the chicken noodle soup made Bai Yu's appetite aroused. He picked up the noodles. The noodles were completely handmade, but each one was delicate and resembled a dragon's beard... Dragon's beard chicken noodle soup?

After taking a sip, my eyes immediately lit up.

Huang Qiyun was sitting next to him, watching him wolf down the food without blinking, with the corners of his mouth rising unconsciously.

She didn’t even ask if it was delicious…she even finished the soup base, so she must have found it delicious.

It was worth it that she spent time stewing the chicken soup and kneading the noodles. Ordinary people could not taste this bowl of noodles, not even the emperor could. Even she herself had not cooked for a long time, and today was a rare opportunity for her to cook.

I was a little nervous at first, but when I saw how happily the other person was eating, I felt like a burden was lifted from my heart and my mood became very good.

For a moment, he even forgot his worries and troubles, forgot Phoenix Terrace, and forgot his sister.

Is it such a happy thing to cook for others and watch them eat the delicious food?
She lowered her eyebrows slightly...she had almost forgotten it.

"It's delicious...any more?" Bai Yu finished a big bowl in three minutes.

"Of course there is more." Huang Qiyun stewed a large pot of pheasant soup and added red dates, ginger, cooking wine, ginseng and other condiments.

Bai Yu asked casually while he was enjoying his meal: "Aren't you going to eat?"

Huang Qiyun then realized that he was still hungry. As a cook, he actually forgot to eat secretly.

He also served himself a bowl of chicken soup and tasted it slowly, but he could not taste much of the delicacies from land and sea in his own cooking.

From the corner of her eye she saw Bai Yu transforming into Tam and eating like crazy, and she couldn't help but feel a different flavor in her mouth.

...Maybe it’s because today’s chicken noodle soup is better and more carefully made than ever before.

Eating is always a big deal for the people of Daxia.

For an ordinary person, returning home and having a hot meal is the happiness that can be achieved in ordinary life.

If you can gather around a table, hold dinner together, chat and eat hot meals, that's what a family should be like.

Even though neither of them spoke a word at this time, one was eating while the other was watching.

A warm feeling spread along with the aroma of the chicken soup.

……

One day later.

The ship docked.

Bai Yu's injuries did not recover, but at least he had no problem walking, although he could not walk too fast.

He took out the Lionheart Cane for support and walked and stopped.

Huang Qiyun watched over them all the way. Given her personality, she should have been impatient, but she was quite well-behaved, and didn't shout for war or kill, nor did she just leave.

This surprised Bai Yu quite a bit.

"What's the big deal? Do you really think that I will kill anyone I don't like when I travel around the world?" Huang Qiyun rolled his eyes and said calmly, "I'm a normal person, okay? I rarely make enemies with people when I travel around the world. Otherwise, why didn't Fenghuangtai know that I was still alive until recently?"

In fact, you may not even be a person.

Bai Yu thought of the identity of Nv Xie, but at this time Huang Qiyun could be considered a human being no matter how he looked at it.

Perhaps each of the incarnations created by the Demon Ancestor is different. Tai Sui is the heart, while Nv Xie is the soul, and Tai Yin Demon Realm is the body...

Does the soul itself have an innate distinction between good and evil?
It’s really hard to say.

Bai Yu didn't think that Huang Qiyun was the evil party. It was because he wanted to bet that there was a possibility that the female evil could be corrected that he started weaving fate and came to the time point five hundred years ago.

I hope the result will not disappoint.

We continued walking forward and arrived at a village half a day later, near dusk.

Going up from the village, you will reach your destination, the retreat of the Medical Saint.

A stone tablet stands on the left side of the road, with two lines of couplets written in ancient seal script on it.

——Shennong tasted hundreds of herbs and his fame will last forever.

——Ksitigarbha went to hell and the evil spirits bowed down to him.

On a stone tablet on the right, the three words "Baicao Valley" are written.

"This is it... This is where the Medical Saint lives in seclusion."

"Are you sure this is a secluded place?"

Bai Yu stared at the new wheel tracks on the ground and asked, "Why doesn't it look very secret?"

Huang Qiyun said: "Yin Kui should not dare to lie to me... and the Medical Saint is in seclusion on the surface, but he just doesn't go out, and he still treats patients as usual."

Bai Yu asked, "Just go in like this?"

"Why not?"

"There should be some rules, right?"

"Don't worry, Yin Kui gave this to me." Huang Qiyun took out a jade pendant: "He said this thing was a reward for completing a mission. It can be exchanged for a chance for the Medical Saint to treat an illness. It can be used to exchange for half of his life."

"Only half?" Bai Yu immediately shifted his focus: "Where's the other half?"

"I don't want the other half for now. I'll get it when I need it." Huang Qiyun sneered: "If he dares to attack me, I will naturally find a way to make him regret it."

Entered Baicao Valley.

This is indeed a valley, and the road is well built. It doesn't look like a secluded place at all. As soon as you enter Baicao Valley, you can see a farm from a high place.

"How much do you know about the Medical Saint?" Bai Yu asked.

"Not many." Huang Qiyun thought for a while and said, "All we know is that his surname is Hou Mo and his given name is Liu. He is very famous in the martial arts world and has been famous for more than a hundred years. He has saved countless lives. Half of the famous doctors in Daxia are his disciples. Even the imperial physician is his disciple's disciple."

Bai Yu frowned. Such a famous medical saint, but in just five hundred years, no one in later generations had heard of him? He didn't even leave any works behind?
He is an honorary elder of the Danshi Association and has visited Xuanhusi several times. Portraits and photos of famous doctors and medical saints of all dynasties are left on the wall.

Bai Yu had a photographic memory, and he was very sure that he had never seen this medical saint named Hou Mo.

There was no way to tell Huang Qiyun about this doubt.

The two of them soon arrived in front of Baicao Villa.

The gate was closed and there was no gatekeeper, so the huge manor seemed exceptionally quiet.

Before Bai Yu and Huang Qiyun arrived, three groups of people had already arrived here and were waiting outside the villa. It was obvious that their purpose of coming was not only to visit, but also to seek medical treatment.

Bai Yu looked at the closed door, wondering why no one went to knock on it.

Just as he was about to approach, he was stopped by a sharp voice.

"Back off! Who are you to come so close?"

Bai Yu stopped and looked in the direction of the sound. Standing next to the carriage was a man named Diao Si wearing a bright red robe. He was a eunuch and a high-ranking one. Although he was not wearing eunuch's clothes, they looked very valuable. He also had a sharp look in his eyes and a discreet aura, so he must be a master of the palace.

Apart from Diao Si, there was not even a coachman or guard in the carriage, which showed that this person alone had the ability to ensure the safety of the important people in the carriage.

"Haven't you asked me yet?" Bai Yu asked apologetically.

"It's not time to knock on the door yet. Don't break the rules. First come, first served. Go line up at the back." Diao Si in red clothes said lightly, then stood beside the carriage and said nothing more.

Bai Yu looked at the carriage, and his soul could sense that there was a young woman sitting inside.

"It looks like he has a royal background." Huang Qiyun said in secret, "Don't provoke these troublesome people... Wait."

"You are really steady." Bai Yu was really surprised that she was not angry or impatient at all.

"Do you really think I'm a crazy woman who picks on everyone she sees?" Huang Qiyun grabbed his waist and said, "Stop talking nonsense and get in line."

"Hiss, be gentle, be gentle..." Bai Yu took a breath.

The two came to the back and saw two other groups of people who had arrived before them.

These two groups of people are also one on the left and one on the right.

The person on the left is sitting on a chair, with seven or eight servants beside him. He is holding a beautiful concubine in his arms and eating fresh grapes with his mouth open. The smell of a nouveau riche hits you in the face.

It fits the stereotype too well.

But unlike his appearance, this man was quite polite. When he saw Bai Yu coming over here, he stood up and bowed without sitting down, and said with a smile: "My name is Jin Fugui, from Qiantang, Jiangnan, with a small family fortune. Who are you?"

"I am from Luzhou, a Jianghu person, my surname is Bai, this is my wife, her surname is Huang."

Bai Yu held Huang Qiyun's hand, taking advantage of her while covering up her identity.

Huang Qiyun was wearing a veil at this time, with a calm expression.

She had even gotten used to the supporting action, and it really looked like a couple holding hands.

After all, he had taken care of me for more than three days before, and we just held hands... Never mind, I won't bother with him.

She also knew that once her identity was exposed, she would definitely not be able to enter the villa.

"So it's you two heroes." Jin Fugui said, "What's wrong with you two?"

"I was injured in a fight with someone before." Bai Yu pointed at himself and said, "I was poisoned... How about you?"

Jin Fugui patted his belly and said, "It's a disease of affluence. I have to come for a follow-up visit every six months. This is already the third year."

Bai Yu's eyes moved: "Have you seen the Medical Saint?"

“But I’ve never seen it before… Ever since the Medical Saint came to Baicao Valley, he has set down several rules. Aren’t you two aware of this?” Jin Fugui asked curiously.

"I'm new here." Bai Yu said politely and skillfully, "I hope Brother Jin will give me some advice."

"It's not like you can teach me anything. I really like making friends, no matter if they are from the underworld, scholars, or even peddlers. As long as I like them, I want to make friends with them. I see that you are very impressive and must be a rare talent. Even if you are facing some setbacks now, you will soar to the sky in the future! So I'm determined to make you my friend! Friends naturally share everything they know!" Jin Fugui patted his chest and pointed to the side: "Please sit down, I'll tell you something."

Huang Qiyun transmitted a message: "This person is quite familiar... Could he have some idea?"

"I'm not sure, but there shouldn't be any malicious intent." Bai Yu didn't see any hostility or malice in Jin Fugui. He only saw a little curiosity, and it was directed at himself, not 'When I saw your wife, I felt that I had made friends with you'.

Jin Fugui didn't even look at Huang Qiyun next to him. In fact, judging from appearance alone, the beautiful concubine next to him was not much worse. The latter just leaned on him and fed him fruits with affection in her eyes, without any false performance.

At first I thought they were Dong Zhuo and Diao Chan, but after a closer look I felt that they were not that eye-catching. It was just my preconceived notion that the flowers and cow dung didn't go together.

"Okay, stay in the car..." Jin Fugui said to his concubine, "I'll chat with Brother Bai for a while."

"Yes, sir." The beautiful concubine bowed and got on the carriage.

Bai Yu said, "Brother Jin is so lucky."

"Hahaha, I'll borrow your good words. She's unlucky that she chose me..." Jin Fugui waved his hand: "Let's talk about the rules of Baicao Villa. In simple terms, it's three rules of not seeing and three rules of not treating."

"First, the Medical Saint cannot see... No patient can see the Medical Saint himself, so I have been here for three years and have never seen the true face of Mount Lu."

"Second, we must not see each other alive or dead... If the disease cannot be cured, then you must leave Baicao Villa and cannot die here; if you insist on staying, then you cannot take the body with you even if you die."

"Third, the canonized saints are not allowed to enter Baicao Villa unless they are patients, otherwise they will be refused to treat the patients."

"These three things that cannot be treated are..."

"I will not treat those who are not human."

"Those who are neither male nor female cannot be treated."

“Those who make and take poison should not be treated.”

(End of this chapter)