Quick Transmigration: Why did you provoke him? He's love-struck!

Chapter 133 Canglan Ferry (3)

After being disfigured, seeing Pei Wangzhou's face covered in gushing blood, Yan Zhen threw down the stone and felt his anger subside. He then squatted down to examine Pei Wangzhou's injuries.

He suffered multiple fractures, internal organ injuries, and a bloody hole in the back of his head; he was seriously injured.

Yan Zhen really wanted to stab him and slit his throat.

However, this method cannot eliminate the original owner's resentment.

She didn't intend to let Pei Wangzhou leave Canglan Valley alive, but she also couldn't let him die like that.

He must die, but he must suffer greatly before he dies.

Yan Zhen tore off a corner of his clothes and first bandaged Pei Wangzhou's most serious injuries before carrying him on his back towards Biyue Residence.

Jiang Li brought back a severely injured man—

The news spread throughout the entire Canglan Valley within half a day.

No outsiders had visited the valley for hundreds of years, and the entrance was packed with residents who came to see the novelty. The eldest sister had to persuade them to leave one by one.

Chu Yuanhua re-bandaged Pei Wangzhou's wound and carefully asked Yan Zhen where he found the person and whether he was still conscious when he found him.

Yan Zhen answered each question.

Chu Yuanhua frowned, looking worried: "I'm afraid Canglan Valley is about to be in turmoil."

The eldest disciple, Aoki, asked in confusion, "Master, why do you say that?"

Chu Yuanhua pointed to Pei Wangzhou's clothes and said, "These clothes are made of expensive material, which ordinary people cannot afford. This person must be rich and noble. After falling into Canglan Valley, someone will definitely come looking for him."

These words caused everyone present to change their expressions.

Because their ancestors moved to Canglan Valley to live in seclusion in order to escape the war, the people were taught from childhood that the outside world was "chaotic and full of corpses". They had an instinctive fear and rejection of the outside world.

Upon hearing that someone might come looking for them, the junior disciple Wen Yuan panicked: "Master, what should we do?"

"Since we're here, let's make the best of it," Chu Yuanhua said. "We can't stop what's coming, let's save the person first."

As he spoke, he pointed at Aoki and said, "From now on, you will take care of him and change his dressings."

Before Aoki could answer, Yan Zhen stepped forward: "Master, let me do it."

"You?" Chu Yuanhua frowned. "You're a woman, it's inconvenient for you to take care of men..."

“It’s alright, I don’t mind. His face is injured like this, and I’m an expert in cosmetic surgery, so I can use him as a test subject to see if I can heal his face.”

Yan Zhen had a valid reason; she couldn't entrust the task of "taking care" of Pei Wangzhou to others. With the medical skills of the people in Canglan Valley, wouldn't that be equivalent to giving him a way out?

Chu Yuanhua thought for a moment and agreed: "Alright, if there's anything inconvenient, you can ask Qingmu for help again."

"it is good."

After the matter was settled, Pei Wangzhou was moved to a bamboo building behind Bishui Residence to recuperate.

In addition to gathering herbs, Yan Zhen had an extra task—changing Pei Wangzhou's bandages.

She secretly added some "ingredients" to the medicine every day, and Pei Wangzhou, who Chu Yuanhua originally predicted would wake up within ten days, remained lying there for more than half a month without any movement.

He was barely clinging to life, his face was pale and his breath was weak, making him look almost like a dead man.

During this period, Chu Yuanhua visited several times, and each time she took Pei Wangzhou's pulse, he looked very worried.

"Why isn't he awake yet?" Chu Yuanhua asked. "Given his injuries, he should have woken up by now."

Yan Zhen seemed more worried than him: "Master, what if he doesn't wake up, or he just dies?"

"That's his fate, we did our best."

“But…didn’t you say that someone might come looking for him?” Yan Zhen said. “What if he dies? Won’t the people who come looking for him think that we killed him?”

"Don't worry, we have nothing to hide. If those people don't believe us, just let them examine the corpse."

Yan Zhen thought to himself, "Although this master is quite old, he grew up in the valley and has never been exposed to the wickedness of people's hearts. He is too naive."

On the seventeenth day, Pei Wangzhou woke up.

As Yan Zhen was brewing medicine for him, a knocking sound came from the bamboo bed. She turned her head and saw Pei Wangzhou tapping the edge of the bed with his hand, which was wrapped up like a mummy. He opened his eyes, opened his mouth, but could not make a sound.

"You're awake?" Yan Zhen walked over, sat down on the edge of the bed, poured a glass of water and fed him. "Are you feeling better?"

Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, Pei Wangzhou became wary.

But he seemed very thirsty, drinking water very quickly. After finishing a cup, his hoarse voice finally returned to normal, sounding like rusty wheels grinding on the ground, extremely unpleasant: "Who are you? Where am I?"

“This is Canglan Valley,” Yan Zhen said. “I picked you up after you fell from the sky that day.”

"Canglan Valley?"

"Correct."

Pei Wangzhou seemed to be deep in thought. After a long silence, he asked again, "Is it dark? Why aren't the lamps lit?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen felt a surge of joy.

Pei Wangzhou has gone blind!!

The "ingredient" she added to his medicine every day—a colorless, odorless poison that could cause blindness—had taken effect!

If a healthy person takes this medicine, it can nourish the skin and promote tissue regeneration; it is a beauty elixir.

However, if a person with a weak constitution takes it, it will cause blindness, and long-term use will also cause hearing loss.

Because the dosage is very small, it is not noticeable when mixed with other drugs, and even highly skilled doctors would find it difficult to detect.

Suppressing his joy, Yan Zhen waved his hand in front of him, but Pei Wangzhou's pupils did not react; he just stared blankly ahead.

"You...you can't see it?" Yan Zhen feigned ignorance. "It's daytime now."

Pei Wangzhou was stunned. He seemed to be in disbelief, and with trembling hands he reached out to touch his face, but only felt the gauze wrapped around it.

"Don't touch it, you have an injury on your face." Yan Zhen stopped him. "Don't panic, I'll go call Master over."

When Chu Yuanhua learned that the person who had been placed in the bamboo house had woken up, she rushed over and took his pulse for a long time before saying, "Your eyes are fine, but you have an injury to the back of your head. It should be that the blood clot is pressing on the blood vessel, which is why you can't see."

Pei Wangzhou quickly asked, "Can I regain my sight?"

"It's hard to say. I'll prescribe some medicine to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Try taking it for a few days. If it doesn't work, I'll give you acupuncture."

Chu Yuanhua left after prescribing the medicine, and Yan Zhen sat down to continue brewing it.

The bitter aroma of the medicine wafted through the bamboo house along with the bubbling sound of boiling. Yan Zhen filtered out the medicine, blew on it to cool it down, and then handed it to Pei Wangzhou: "Here, drink the medicine."

Pei Wangzhou was too weak to hold the medicine bowl, so Yan Zhen slowly fed him spoonful by spoonful.

After drinking the bowl of medicine, Pei Wangzhou felt so bitter that his heart and liver trembled, but he still politely thanked Yan Zhen: "Thank you, young lady."

"You're welcome. Saving lives is a doctor's duty," Yan Zhen said. "You've been unconscious for many days, and it was only thanks to the silver ginseng that you were kept alive. That's why you're so weak now that you've woken up. After you finish your medicine and have some porridge, you'll gradually recover in a few days."

"Thank you, young lady."

Yan Zhen said casually, "You don't need to be so polite. There are no outsiders in Canglan Valley. Helping each other is a common thing."

Pei Wangzhou seemed to be interested in finding out more information, and followed up with her question: "What is Canglan Valley? I've never heard of it before."