I went to the temple after traveling through time, and he turned out to be a monk!

It took Meng Wenjing a long time to recover from his cough. When he regained consciousness, he was already leaning half of his body on Bai Zhi's arms.

It must be because I was coughing so hard that I couldn't push it away.

That's it, just pretend to be dead!

Bai Zhi looked at his red face and neck and burst into tears.

How to do?

How could she make someone so angry just because she wanted to say something mean?

It’s simply a bad word that hurts June Han! From now on, no matter what others say or do, just laugh it off. This is the consequence of having to compete, and you have to bear the consequences. She tried to reflect.

Bai Zhi was so anxious that her thoughts were confused. She put the person flat on the ground, pinched the person hard, and pressed hard on the chest.

Meng Wenjing felt like she had touched her all over his body, and his face became redder and hotter, almost burning.

But... continue to play dead.

Bai Zhi was really helpless and was desperate, so she tried to pinch Renzhong again. As soon as her hand came closer, Meng Wenjing became nervous subconsciously and held her breath.

Bai Zhi was shocked. She was dead. She was still breathing just now, but now she's gone!

Although he hates him, his crime is not worthy of death, and Ayu will still point at him in the future!

Bai Zhi took a sharp breath, and with lightning speed, she untied Meng Wenjing's clothes and applied several chest compressions.

Meng Wenjing never expected this development. He grabbed the weeds on the grass with both hands. Just as he was about to push the crazy woman away, Bai Zhi suddenly pinched his nose tightly and a pair of lips came together. He came over and took a deep breath into his mouth.

Asphyxiation, lack of oxygen.

Meng Wenjing had never experienced such a humiliating moment in his life, and tears burst out of the corners of his eyes.

She is simply a crazy woman who is like a wolf and a tiger.

He suddenly jumped up from the ground and pushed Bai Zhi to the ground.

Bai Zhi was still a little stunned, but it was a good thing that people were alive.

Meng Wenjing's eyes were blurry with tears, and he fastened his clothes in a panic, his hands couldn't stop shaking.

Bai Zhi asked cautiously, "Are you okay?"

Meng Wenjing was so wronged that her heart ached with anger, and she refused to answer her a word.

Bai Zhi also breathed a long sigh of relief when she saw him lively and energetic.

Meng Wenjing tied up his clothes and left without looking back. He really felt that he had lost all his face in this life. His reputation would be ruined if he said it, so he might as well die.

Ayu watched everything, dumbfounded and speechless. The impact of this scene was too powerful for a child.

Bai Zhi patted the dirt on her clothes, pulled Ayu to catch up with Meng Wenjing, and explained to her, "Ayu, what Aniang did just now is called artificial respiration, and it is an emergency measure for people who are not breathing... …”

Ayu was half-convinced, or she didn't believe it at all.

At this point, Bai Zhi also remembered Meng Wenjing's virtues and quickly explained to him, "What I do is really called artificial respiration. It is for life-saving purposes. It is definitely not something obscene!"

Meng Wenjing paused, tears still welling up in his eyes, and then he hummed weakly.

Bai Zhi was still a little surprised. She believed him because he was such a pretentious person? Shouldn't he point at her nose and call her dirty? Could it be that he has enlightened himself? Or does it mean that as a doctor, he still values ​​the patient's life more?

After all, he saved his life, so he shouldn't scold her in retaliation!

Yes, it makes sense. Bai Zhi convinced herself and felt relieved.

But Meng Wenjing's heart was racing. What nonsense was artificial respiration? If he believed a word of her, it would be a big joke.

But he can't admit that he pretended to be dead and was despicably molested by a brothel girl!

It was simply the darkest moment of his life to be so miserable without making a sound.

He tried hard to maintain a calm appearance and led Ayu to collect medicinal herbs, but ignored the Angelica dahuricae.

It's the same when he goes down the mountain. He hides when he sees Bai Zhi, wishing he could disappear from her face.

At night, he still couldn't sleep.

Why not push her away? And why pretend to be dead?

It's gotten to this point, why not drive her away?

He silently gave an answer, but denied it countless times in his mind.

He repeated silently, she was a brothel girl and gave birth to six children. Where did the children come from? Having a relationship with a prostitute...

I stayed up until late at night sadly, when an explosion suddenly exploded throughout the yard.

The dogs around the courtyard were so startled that they kept barking.

Meng Wenjing rushed out of the room without even having time to put away his clothes.

The moonlight was dim.

In the small courtyard, there was only her back, sitting on a low stool in the courtyard, motionless.

Meng Wenjing felt a thud in his heart, as if he had been smashed by a boulder, and his legs were paralyzed for a moment. What happened?

He turned to face her. There were scattered sparks flickering on the ground, and a faint ticking sound could be heard.

The strong smell of blood wafted into his nostrils, and he choked for breath. He rushed the candlestick over in a panic, and there was such a big pool of blood!

Meng Wenjing was shocked. He raised the candlestick and saw her bloody hands. He took a breath, "What are you doing?! Are you crazy?"

His voice seemed particularly loud in the quiet night.

"It's done." Bai Zhi's voice floated lightly, calmly and joyfully.

Meng Wenjing knelt down with a plop, raised her bleeding palms tremblingly, and breathed erratically, "Are you... crazy?"

Meng Wenjing raised his eyes and followed the flickering candlelight and saw the frightening light in her eyes and the slightly raised corners of her mouth.

He seemed to have seen this look before. When he drove her away that night, she had also shown such a arrogant and arrogant attitude.

This feeling made Meng Wenjing tremble all over, and he didn't even dare to ask her what she wanted.

With his throat tight, he went to get the medicine box and carefully inspected the injury on her hand. It was on the palm side of her right hand, from the root of the little finger to the wrist. The bones should be fine, but the palm side was blown to pieces with blood and flesh, and she could even smell it. A hint of burnt smell.

Meng Wenjing felt that the burning smell made him cry. His heart was contracting constantly, with waves of dull pain.

He carefully used clean gauze to clean her rotten flesh. As soon as he touched the shocking wound, Bai Zhi screamed, retracted his hand suddenly, and rolled from the low stool to the ground.

pain!It hurts so much!

Only then did Bai Zhi realize the pain. She rolled on the ground in pain and cried out, "Help...it hurts...Doctor Meng...help me!"

Meng Wenjing was shocked. He saw no reaction from her just now and thought she wasn't in pain! Now he was rolling on the ground in pain, which made him not know what to do.

He hurriedly carried her to the bed, hurriedly stuffed a piece of cloth into her mouth, and hurriedly cleaned up her rotten flesh.

"If it hurts, just bite it...you can cry out...don't spit it out! You'll bite your tongue..." Meng Wenjing had never been so helpless.

He has seen many patients and seen them struggling. He should be able to remain calm in such a scene.

But not tonight.

Her face was pale, her face was covered with sweat, her forehead had bulging veins, and her hair was dripping with sweat.

He couldn't even bear to look at her face.

But even if he looked away, he could still hear her cries and moans of pain. He didn't know how to stop her pain, and he raised and lowered his hand that was gouging out the rotten flesh several times...

He only gasped for breath and murmured pleadingly, "I... I'll be gentle... I'll be gentle... it won't hurt... it won't hurt..."

Ayu was also there, tears streaming down his face and couldn't stop at all.

Sweat kept falling into Meng Wenjing's eyes, which were extremely red. Ayu used a stool to wipe the sweat for him.

Master's sweat was like a ladle of hot water pouring down from the top of his head, soaking his clothes before he could tighten them tightly.

The heart-rending wails lasted all night.

At dawn, Meng Wenjing felt that he finally breathed air.