He awkwardly carried the man out of the room, tossed him onto the horse’s back, mounted the horse himself, held him close to his chest, and galloped towards Kuang Wind City.
Kuang Wind County, Yue Lai Inn.
The old doctor, forcibly brought out by Ren Miao, checked the pulse and, stroking his beard without surprise, said, “It’s not a serious illness, just an overdose of medicine. No need to worry. Go to the flower district and find someone to help him relieve it. Once the medicinal properties dissipate, he’ll be fine.”
Ren Miao asked, “Medicine? What medicine?”
“Autumn Night White,” the old doctor shook his head, “I’ve seen many such patients… Once touched, it becomes addictive and will be troublesome in the future!”
With numerous questions unanswered and the critical patient still in bed, Ren Miao had no time to listen to his lamentations about declining morals. He said wearily, “Alright, I understand. I’ll bring him back for another consultation tomorrow.”
The old doctor took his consultation fee and tottered away. Ren Miao glanced at Yan Xiaohan, who was frowning on the bed, and sighed tiredly. Sitting at the table, he took out a small bottle of liquid from his inner pocket and carefully applied it in front of the mirror. After a while, he slowly peeled off a human ‘skin’ mask.
The copper mirror reflected the cold and handsome face of a young general.
He placed the mask in front of the mirror, walked to the bedside, and lightly brushed his hand over the acupoints on Yan Xiaohan’s chest. The previously unconscious man coughed twice and gradually awakened.
Fu Shen lifted his clothing, revealing a pair of black boots extending to the middle of his thighs. These boots were produced by the North Yan Military Equipment Bureau, with special mechanism buckles at the boot opening, knee, and ankle. When worn, the legs would not feel tired, and the mechanical system could replace walking below the knee.
These were specially developed for him by the Equipment Bureau after his injury. Even if his knees and below were completely numb, these boots would allow normal walking. Receiving the boots sent by Yu Qiaoting’s messenger at the mountain villa, he thought of killing time and, on a whim, disguised himself and pursued to Jingzhou.
