asked about her well-being.Shen Qian suddenly felt a chill run through her. It was the middle of summer, but she felt cold from head to toe.Jiang Wan coldly watched Shen Qian being bullied, silently t...Facing Lin Tingyu's innocent smile, everyone's expressions were a bit hard to describe.

Song Jiubian gazed at Lin Tingyu with a hint of amusement, thinking to himself, "This isn't mere coincidence, it's clearly you chasing after me relentlessly."

Mr. Lin is physically weak and should rest well.

Ginger furrowed her brows. Lin Tingyu was different from them. Song Jiubian's body had never fully recovered, but because he was an exile, he had to hurry on his journey.

Ke Lin Tingyu is free, he can completely stay and rest for a while before leaving.

"Indeed, Mr. Lin, as Miss Song has also said, you should rest more."

Facing Lin Tingyu's icy gaze, Hua Xiao's appellation that was about to be uttered changed again.

She spoke, and only then did she realize that this guy was still shamelessly following her.

Even though Lin Tingyu has drawn a line between them, Hua Xiao doesn't want to give up. Thankfully, she and her father both know how to ride horses.

Although Lin Tingyu was unwilling to travel with her, she rode after him on horseback. After all, he couldn't interfere, could he

"I'm fine."

Lin Tingyu didn't look at Hua Xiao, his heart was filled with worry. This was the first time he had ever disliked a woman so much.

Lin the Butler sighed helplessly. The young master wasn't fine at all; he was simply unwilling to let Song Madam know that something was wrong with him.

Ke Song's lady was a doctor, and she could tell at once what was wrong with his body.

As expected, Ginger glanced at Lin Tingyu, "If you're going to be willful again, I'll have done all this acupuncture for nothing."

"I'm lying in the carriage and I won't move."

Lin Tingyu insisted, Ginger was too lazy to care about other people's business, but they just followed them no matter how far or near. Even Ren Bang couldn't control them.

"You gave him acupuncture."

Song Jiu Yuan opened his mouth softly, their eyes met, and Ginger Wan inexplicably understood his meaning. She awkwardly touched her nose tip.

"I was too tired last night, I'll give you acupuncture tonight."

She was so eager to go to the space yesterday to plant things that she actually forgot about her promise with Song Jiubian.

Actually, what Song Jiubian kept in mind was only her peaceful sleeping face last night. He couldn't bear to wake her up.

He's not in such great shape that he can recover quickly. Another day won't make much difference anyway.

Tonight, I'm spending the night in a dilapidated and abandoned house. I have no idea who built this old place.

The house was very old and dilapidated, the windows were all broken and in need of repair, but it was still better than sleeping out in the open.

There were many rooms. Ginger and the Chen family lived in one house, but to her surprise, Lin Tingyu and his group didn't continue their journey and stayed here to rest as well.

Huāxiào chased Lín Tíngyù all the way and naturally didn't want to leave.

Since things were already cleared up, Ginger didn't bother with them. Instead, she pulled out a handful of vibrant green vegetables from her basket.

Then he took out another wild rabbit, which made Song Jiuli stare in surprise.

"Sister-in-law, when did you pick this vegetable I didn't know."

"You haven't always been by my side."

Ginger told her to cook dinner and didn't want to explain too much. Instead, she took out the silver needle and said to Song Jiubian.

"I'm going to give you a needle."

"Good."

Song Jiubian didn't even ask Jiang Wan where the silver needles came from. He gradually discovered that she had a secret she didn't want to tell.

Since she doesn't want to, he might as well pretend he doesn't know.

Song Jiuci and Song's mistress used a tattered curtain to shield Song Jiubian and Jiang Wan.

Song Jiu-yuan lay on the bed that Song Da-niang had just cleaned, while Jiang Wan held a silver needle and disinfected it.

The water bladder held alcohol taken from space, but Song Jiuli mistakenly thought it was wine given by the housekeeper Lin at the inn.

"What are you just standing there for Take your clothes off."

When Jiang Wan realized Song Jiuyuan wasn't moving, she urged him with a word, her gaze falling on his trousers.

He was hit the worst in the lower body, so this is what she needs to focus on.

Song Jiubian's face darkened, his voice inexplicably carrying a hint of resentment, "You gave Lin Tingyu acupuncture like this too"

As soon as Song Jiubian thought of Lin Tingyu taking off her clothes in front of ginger noodles, his heart felt extremely depressed.

Of course, rest assured, a doctor only has patients in their eyes.

Ginger, with a serious expression, considered that Song Jiubian's legs were inconvenient and it would probably be quite difficult for him to remove his trousers.

So she jumped right in and helped.

Song Jiubian:....

"Ginger, you are a woman!"

Song Jiubian was a little annoyed, although she had already given him medicine when they were in the cave.

Even so, he still felt a little ashamed.

"I am a doctor."

Ginger said in a calm voice, holding down his restless body, "Song Jiubian, don't move."

I have to say Song Jiubian has a great physique. After all, he's someone who has been fighting for years, and his martial arts skills are not low, so he has very nice abs.

But Ginger had no time to look at those, instead calmly began to administer the needles.

Fortunately, most of the wounds have scabbed over, which makes things easier for her. After all, his injuries were too deep. Before, the wounds kept bleeding, so she could only apply topical medicine.

Now that her wound is almost healed, with acupuncture and internal medicine, Song Jiuyuan should recover soon.

“Is there any feeling here”

Ginger spoke softly, not noticing the blood-red tinge to Song Jiubian's ears under the firelight.

"Yes."

Song Jiubian gritted his teeth, it actually hurt very much, but he didn't want the others in the room to sense his vulnerability.

"It's good enough, just keep it up and you'll recover soon."

After ginger-walnut acupuncture, a fine sheen of sweat beaded on her forehead. She couldn't help but think, this body still needed strengthening.

Fortunately, everything in the space has a spirit, and her abilities seem to be progressing slowly.

"Hmm."

Song Jiubian let out a muffled hum and closed his eyes, turning away to hide his vulnerability.

Ginger understood what he meant by pride, and she didn't speak. In her mind, she retrieved the pills that she had prepared earlier in the spatial pharmacy.

A quarter of an hour later, the needle was pulled out. The ginger poultice moved like flowing clouds and water as it glided over Song Jiubian's skin, causing him to fall into contemplation once more.

... Could it really be that talentless and immoral ginger, Jiang Wan, from the Minister's Residence

Just as he was thinking this, a cool sensation spread over his body. It turned out that Ginger was using her fingertips to apply medicine ointment on his leg.

On one hand, she painted while saying, "Don't use your internal energy recklessly these days, or it will affect your recovery."

"Well, okay."

Song Jiu'yuan bowed in response, secretly feeling the gradually recovering internal energy within his body. His gaze towards Jiang Wan became increasingly complicated.

Before that man had beaten him with the wooden board, Song Jiuyuan knew that medicine was smeared on it.

Although he didn't know what the medicine was, after the blood and flesh seeped into his body, Song Jiubian found himself like a cripple, unable to feel his inner strength anymore.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have just watched himself and Jiang Wan fall off the cliff last time.

He was afraid his family would worry, so he never told them. But Ginger knew

"You have to take these pills in conjunction with something else. Keep them safe, and take one after every meal."aturally wouldn't overthink it.No one would have thought this wolf could be preserved for so long.Only Song Jiubian had sharp eyes. He looked at the wolf and felt a sense of familiarity, though he did...