Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

Her movements were light and skillful, as if she were playing a beautiful piece of music. The silver needle danced under her operation, and every rise and fall was accompanied by a slight clicking sound.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment, and the air was filled with tension and anticipation.

Zhao Zhizhi's expression was focused and determined, and her eyes were full of awe and respect for life.

She knew that every acupuncture saves Li Yunfei's life and challenges and respects his medical skills.

Finally, with Zhao Zhizhi's efforts, Li Yunfei's injury began to stabilize.

His face gradually returned to a little rosy, and his clenched fists slowly loosened.

There were slight cheers and sighs from the surrounding crowd, as if celebrating the miracle of life.

Zhao Zhizhi gently released the silver needle she was holding tightly, with a tired and satisfied smile on her face.

She knew that she had done her best, and the rest depended on Li Yunfei's will and vitality. She stared at Li Yunfei silently, praying in her heart for his speedy recovery.

On a drizzly day, Zhao Zhizhi's gentle smile is like a spring flower. Although it is subtle, it cannot conceal its gorgeous vitality.

Li Yunfei sat by the window, looking at Zhao Zhizhi's busy figure, and felt an indescribable feeling in his heart.

During the days when Li Yunfei was injured, Zhao Zhizhi was like a big tree, taking root in his life, shielding him from wind and rain, and bringing him hope and warmth.

When he fell into coma, it was Zhao Zhizhi who extended a helping hand without hesitation. She carried him across the muddy path and walked into the only medical clinic in the town.

Although her steps were trembling, they never stopped.

That night, the stars seemed to shine for Zhao Zhizhi's tenacity and kindness.

In the days that followed, Zhao Zhizhi became Li Yunfei's guardian angel. She took good care of him, wiping the sweat from his forehead, changing and feeding him medicine.

Li Yunfei often wakes up in pain. Seeing Zhao Zhizhi's concerned expression, the fear and anxiety in his heart will slowly dissipate.

As time went by, Li Yunfei's injury gradually improved. Every pain relief and every physical recovery are inseparable from Zhao Zhizhi's careful care.

Li Yunfei knew that he might never be able to repay Zhao Zhizhi's kindness in this life, but the gratitude in his heart was like a torrent of river water.

Finally one day, Li Yunfei was able to stand up again. He and Zhao Zhizhi walked out of the town together and continued to the capital.

They left the town full of memories, but the warmth and gratitude remained in their hearts forever.

At the moment of departure, drizzle fell.

Li Yunfei looked back at the familiar town, feeling both reluctance and expectation.

He knew that this farewell might be an eternal farewell, but he also firmly believed that no matter when and where he would, he would always remember Zhao Zhizhi's kindness.

Leaving the town, they continued on their journey.

The scenery along the way is picturesque, with green trees and beautiful mountains and clear waters.

They continued on their way towards unknown distances.

The road ahead may be full of thorns and challenges, but with each other's company, everything will no longer be a problem.

In the dim light of dusk, Zhao Zhizhi and Li Yunfei arrived at a small town called Panshi.

They used the silver to buy a carriage and prepared to continue their journey.

The carriage swayed gently on the stone road, making a "click-click" sound, which seemed to tell the story of the hardships of the journey.

As night falls, the sky is filled with stars, and the lights on the carriage flicker in the darkness, making it look particularly warm.

Zhao Zhizhi sat at the front of the carriage, gently stroking the horse's mane, his eyes full of worry.

She looked up into the distance and said, "We have to get to the next town as soon as possible. I'm worried those people will catch up by then."

Li Yunfei drove the carriage and was silent for a while before he said, "Don't worry, my injuries are almost healed now and I can protect you."

"Yeah, but we still have to be more careful."

The carriage drove through a deserted field, and the smell of death hung in the air.

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance, and a group of figures ran towards the carriage. Those people were coughing constantly and their faces were extremely pale.

Zhao Zhizhi took a closer look and exclaimed: "They are infected with the plague!"

She wanted to get out of the car to treat them, but was hugged tightly by Li Yunfei.

"Zhizhi, you can't go!" Li Yunfei's voice was full of endless anxiety, "Zhizhi, we have very few medicinal materials left. If we treat blindly, we will also be in danger. We must remain vigilant and not let the plague spread to On us.”

Zhao Zhizhi struggled, tears sliding down his cheeks: "But they need help, I must do something for them."

At this moment, those infected with the plague had surrounded the carriage.

Their clothes were ragged, their faces were pale, and their eyes were full of despair. One of the elders said hoarsely: "Please, save us! This plague is too terrible, we have nowhere to go."

Zhao Zhizhi burst into tears. She looked up at Li Yunfei and said firmly: "I want to help them."

Li Yunfei frowned and sighed after a moment of silence: "Okay, but we have to find a way."

They bought some medicinal materials and food in the town, and borrowed a cauldron from the local blacksmith.

Li Yunfei guided everyone to build a simple tent and placed the cauldron in the center.

Zhao Zhizhi was responsible for preparing the prescription and used the remaining medicinal materials to brew an anti-epidemic decoction.

Outside the tent, people infected with the plague looked pale and staggered. They came to receive the decoction one by one, with a hint of expectation in their eyes.

Zhao Zhizhi tenderly made medicine for them and comforted them not to be afraid.

The bitterness of the decoction dissipates in the mouth, but what follows is the sweetness of life.

Gradually, the tent was filled with a breath of hope.

Day after day, night after night, Li Yunfei and Zhao Zhizhi always stayed by the tent.

They protect every life with their medical skills and love.

After several days of treatment and care, those infected by the plague began to recover.

Smiles bloomed again on their faces, and their vision for the future shone in their eyes.

The town was lively again and people were leaving their homes. Children chased and played in the streets, and adults sat around and shared stories with each other.

The haze of the plague seemed to be dispelled by the light of hope in the tent, and the town was once again full of vitality.

Li Yunfei and Zhao Zhizhi stood by the tent, looking at the jubilant town. Their faces were filled with happy smiles, because they knew that the power of life is so powerful that as long as they have hope, it is possible to overcome any difficulty.

Zhao Zhizhi walked into the tent and gently packed up the medicinal materials and decoction. She carefully organized every detail, as if to tell people: This is not only a victory of medical skills, but also a victory of persistence and hope.