Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

The girl, Suwen, looked at her senior brother's back, then at Xie Xiaoyi, who was lying unconscious on the ground, covered in blood.

He was so angry that his chest heaved, but he couldn't argue with his senior's twisted logic of "a doctor's benevolence".

She stomped her foot, gritted her teeth, and scolded in a soft voice:

"Hua Lingshu, I'm just unlucky! Wait until Master gets back and scolds you, I won't care!"

"Heh, I didn't expect you to stop calling me 'Senior Brother' and just call me by my name? Hua Suwen, you've gotten quite bold!"

Hua Suwen rolled her eyes and muttered a couple of things under her breath.

He then squatted down, frowned in disgust, reached out and supported Xie Xiaoyi's other arm, and laboriously dragged the half-dead man toward the medical hut deep in the mountain path.

After some effort, the two men, both exhausted, dragged Xie Xiaoyi back to the clinic.

Hua Suwen was panting heavily from exhaustion.

"Senior brother, do you know?"

"What do I know?"

"Your good intentions will get you killed sooner or later."

Hua Lingchu raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead and smiled casually:

"The path of the martial world is one of life and death, where one step can bring you to life or death."

Our scalpels, as healers, can not only cut away rotten flesh, but also dissect the human heart.

Our lives as doctors are dedicated to saving lives, but we can also tolerate a bit of gambling.

"Senior brother, you have so many reasons... no, so many fallacies."

Hua Lingshu sighed with a faint smile, "Alas! Truly, he is beyond redemption!"

"Senior brother, it's only petty men and women who are difficult to deal with, so there's no use in you telling me this."

Hua Lingshu paused, "Can this sentence be used like this?"

There's just no way to deal with her.

Immediately afterwards, the two of them worked together to put the person on the hard bed in the examination room.

Hua Lingshu squatted down and pulled open Xie Xiaoyi's blood-stained clothes, while Hua Suwen also examined the bloody wound.

It would have been better not to look, because once I did, I couldn't help but gasp in shock.

"Good heavens, this isn't a sword wound, it's clearly sword energy invading the body!"

The two wounds didn't look very deep, but the exposed flesh was bluish-black, and blood seeped out with a chilling aura, making the surrounding skin appear deathly white.

Hua Lingshu had already taken out the silver needles and placed his fingers on Xie Xiaoyi's wrist pulse, probing intently for a moment.

"The sword energy not only entangled his meridians, blocking his blood and qi, but also drilled into his internal organs. Ordinary wound medicine was completely useless."

Hua Suwen murmured, "What domineering sword energy! I wonder who he offended?"

Hua Lingshu did not think about it in detail.

With a flick of her wrist, the silver needles swiftly entered the acupoints around Xie Xiaoyi's wound, so fast that Hua Suwen couldn't even see the technique.

"Use the acupuncture technique to first seal his meridians and force the chaotic sword energy back to the wound."

Having said that, Hua Lingchu, without raising his head, instructed his junior sister:

"Suwen, go and retrieve the Ice Jade Ointment that Master hid in the hidden compartment on the third layer of the medicine cabinet."

Simmer another bowl of blood-clearing soup, making sure the heat is precise; turn off the heat after it boils three times—not a minute more, not a minute less.

Hua Suwen pursed her lips, but dared not delay, and turned to run towards the medicine cabinet.

When she returned with the ointment and herbal medicine, Hua Lingshu had already finished administering the acupuncture.

Then he applied a thick layer of ice jade ointment to Xie Xiaoyi's wound and wrapped it with clean strips of cloth.

Finally, they pried open Xie Xiaoyi's jaw and slowly poured the warm, blood-clearing soup into his mouth.

In less than half an incense stick's time, Xie Xiaoyi's violent chest heaving calmed down a bit.

Hua Suwen was dumbfounded:

"Wow, Senior Brother, you've actually mastered Master's penetrating acupuncture technique to this level!"

"Stop being so glib. Go dig up one of those sprigs of weeds in the backyard, roots and all, but don't damage the tendrils."

"Senior brother, are you crazy?"

That was carefully cultivated by the master, just for this guy of unknown origin?

"It's already painful enough to lose half a plant, and you want to dig it up by the roots?"

Hua Lingshu smiled slightly:

"It's not that exaggerated. Master cultivated twenty or thirty plants, so using just one won't hurt."

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed to the dark blue aura on Xie Xiaoyi's chest.

"His sword energy has already damaged his heart meridian. The Broken Heart Grass can guide his Qi back to its source and help him recover as quickly as possible."

Hua Suwen looked at Xie Xiaoyi, who was lying unconscious on the bed, then at her senior brother's confident expression, and finally turned and rushed to the backyard, muttering to herself:

"When Master returns, I'm going to expose you for stealing medicinal herbs!"

"Stop talking nonsense and get going. You're the kind of person who loves to talk big."

......

A few days passed in the blink of an eye.

The aroma of herbs in the backyard of the clinic had mostly dissipated, and the stench of blood in the consultation room had long since faded.

Xie Xiaoyi had already woken up. He sat up against the headboard, raised his hand to adjust his black robe, looked at Hua Lingshu who was carrying a bowl of medicine into the room, and stood up to bow.

"I am deeply grateful for your kindness in saving my life these past few days. May I ask your honorable name, my benefactor?"

"It is a doctor's duty to treat and save lives, so there is no need to make a fuss about it."

Hua Lingshu smiled slightly and handed over the medicine bowl.

"My name is Hua Lingshu, and my junior sister's name is Hua Suwen."

Xie Xiaoyi softly praised, "Ling Shu, Su Wen? What beautiful names."

He took the medicine bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The bitter medicine slid down his throat, causing him to frown slightly.

Just then, Hua Suwen stepped in carrying a plate of freshly steamed pastries. Seeing his expression, she pouted.

"You're lucky. Anyone else who took those two sword strikes would be buried a long way off. But you're such a grown man, and you're afraid of bitter medicine?"

"Uh...hehe, you're joking, young lady."

Xie Xiaoyi said this, but in his heart he was complaining.

I'm not just afraid of the bitter taste of medicine.

I used to be afraid of even injections, and I would take medicine with juice.

This wretched ancient world had nothing, yet people were more vulnerable to injury than in modern times, often fatal ones.

cut!!

He looked up and began to carefully examine Hua Lingshu and his fellow disciples, his gaze first falling on Hua Lingshu.

The man was dressed in a clean blue cloth robe and appeared to be in his early twenties. He had a gentle and kind face, and one could tell at a glance that he was a kind-hearted person.

Looking at Hua Suwen again, the girl had a slender figure, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with narrow shoulders and a slim waist. She walked with light steps and a touch of girlish charm.

Her small, palm-sized face, with its clean features and slightly childish eyes, was looking at him as he moved up and down.

Xie Xiaoyi was too embarrassed to meet her gaze and quickly turned his face away.

not bad!

If this girl were alive today, she'd be the kind of fair-skinned, young, and thin girl!

This is definitely the kind of style that people online who prefer the "pure and innocent" look would love to praise.