Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

The black shadow moved but made no sound, and Lin Muan walked inside.

It was raining outside and it was already dark. Lin Muan could not see clearly now.

Lin Mu'an had no choice but to squat down and touch the black shadow's body.

He remembered that Mingjue had the habit of carrying a fire seal, which was around his waist.

Lin Muan was stunned for a moment, then took out the fire stick and lit it, illuminating Mingjue with a faint brightness.

Mingjue's face was covered with blood, as was his clothes. Lin Muan'an was startled and glanced at his hands.

The sticky stuff he just touched was Mingjue's blood.

"Husband?" Lin Muan tried to wake Mingjue up.

But Mingjue was seriously injured. Judging from his appearance, Mingjue seemed to have injuries on his head and many injuries on his body. He didn't know where to start.

Mingjue frowned and opened and closed his lips to mutter something unknown.

Lin Mu'an found some dead branches and leaves in the cave, piled them into a pile, and lit them with fire sticks. The cave was not closed, so nothing would happen.

After there was light and warmth, Lin Muan looked at Mingjue and reached out to take off his clothes.

Without good wound medicine, Lin Muan could only take off his clothes and bandage Mingjue, but he chose clean materials. He used slightly cleaner materials to wipe the blood on Mingjue's body.

After doing this, Lin Muan was panting, but after a while there was movement outside, and Lin Muan looked outside warily.

A woman dragged the male protagonist in. Lin Muan only glanced at her and didn't want to say anything more.

The scene of the heroine rescuing the hero came out, and she even met him.

The heroine was stunned for a moment when she saw Lin Muan, but she dragged the hero to the other side. There was mud on Lin Muan's face, and the heroine couldn't see clearly what he looked like.

Lin Muan didn't care where he was, staring at Mingjue and looking around, then took off his coat and covered Mingjue.

Fortunately, he was afraid of the cold and wore thick clothes. Now in autumn, he has a lot of clothes, so he pulled some to bandage Mingjue and gave Mingjue his coat to cover him. It was almost just right, but it made him feel a little uncomfortable. cold.

It was still raining outside, and Lin Muan thought Mingjue would have a fever, so he tore off his clothes again and went outside to wet them with rainwater, and stayed by Mingjue's side.

Things are very good on Lin Muan's side, but not so good on the heroine's side.

Seeing her in a hurry, Lin Muan felt that the male protagonist would not survive today.

"Um... Master, can you lend me the Huozhezi?" The heroine took the initiative to talk to Lin Mu'an, because she really had no other choice. She was sent out to pick herbs today. Now that the herbs are not picked, she has to take care of a man. .

Her duty as a doctor prevented her from turning a blind eye.

Lin Muan looked at Jiang Zhimiao warily.

"Sir, I don't mean any harm. I will definitely return it to you if I borrow the Huozhezi." Seeing him looking at her warily, Jiang Zhimiao could only try his best to explain.

"What do you want? I'll do it." Lin Mu'an was still worried and stood up and looked at Jiang Zhimiao.

Jiang Zhimiao took him over and lit the fire.

Lin Muan returned to Mingjue after ordering. Mingjue had already started to have a fever. Lin Muan could only use a wet cloth to reduce Mingjue's fever.

Jiang Zhimiao saw that he remained calm in the face of danger and continued busy with what he was doing. She came out and brought some medicine, wondering if she could help.

"Sir, I happen to have antipyretic pills. Do you need them? This is to express that you can help me light the fire without any exchange." Jiang Zhimiao glanced at Qi Sheng, who was lying unconscious, and looked at Lin Mu'an with a gentle smile.

Lin Mu'an looked at Qi Sheng, stared at the medicine in Jiang Zhimiao's hand for a long time, and then took it.

"Thank you." Lin Mu'an nodded to Jiang Zhimiao, took the medicine and fed it to Mingjue, but Mingjue's teeth were clenched and it was difficult to feed him.

Lin Mu'an glanced at Jiang Zhimiao, held the pill on his lips, leaned over to kiss Mingjue, and pushed the medicine into Mingjue's mouth with the tip of his tongue. He didn't understand why Mingjue would eat it when he was fed like this, but it was better than nothing. Eat well.

Jiang Zhimiao was stunned as she looked at it. She never thought that the ancients were so developed.

"Ah... then, I didn't see anything." Jiang Zhimiao smiled awkwardly, moved his eyes upward, and clasped the back of his head.

"It's okay, my relationship with him is not shameful." Lin Muan looked at Mingjue with soft eyes and whispered.

"Ah, okay." Jiang Zhimiao didn't know what to say and finally retreated.

It's not that she doesn't want to save Qi Sheng, but she is a time-travelling girl, and she is not the original owner.

Jiang Zhimiao has the same name as her body, but she is a person who is very passionate about Chinese and Western medicine in modern times. She died suddenly after staying up late, and she was transposed into a novel that her best friend complained about to her.

Her best friend told her that the heroine had the same name as her and asked her to read this novel so that she would not be able to find the southeast, northwest, and southeast when she traveled through time one day.

At that time, she thought it was impossible to be outrageous, but her best friend's words were like a curse surrounding her, but you can also think of her as a 'girlfriend', the kind who doesn't do what her best friend says.

After reading it, she felt that the male and female protagonists were quite strange. The male protagonist could not manage his own country, but he had to take over the villain's country.

Anyway, she despises the male protagonist, and she also knows that this is a plot point for her, but she has to stay away from the male protagonist, because after the original protagonist rescued the male protagonist and returned, her parents were killed by the male protagonist.

The plot is still very outrageous. Jiang Zhimiao reasonably suspects that the original owner has Stockholm syndrome. She actually likes the enemy who killed her father. She doesn't understand it and doesn't understand or support it.

But, she is really unwilling to let people lose their lives when she is studying medicine, but, she and the male protagonist have some grudges. Although it is a grudge from the previous life and it is not Jiang Zhimiao's business, Jiang Zhimiao wants to avenge it for her, so he takes Qi Sheng tried the medicine.

Lin Muan glanced at Jiang Zhimiao from time to time, and was very curious as to why she did not save Qi Sheng but instead used the finishing blow.

"Jiang Zhimiao is reborn?"

"No, it's a time traveler, but it's very different. Let's not worry about it."

"OK."

After Jiang Zhimiao tried the medicine, a look of joy appeared on his face. Anyway, Qi Sheng would not be able to live well unless he died.

Finally, the rain stopped, and Jiang Zhimiao left without bothering Qi Sheng. He also told Lin Muan that they would see each other later. Lin Muan felt it was funny, but he didn't laugh out loud.

Soon Yun Mo and the others also came. When they entered the cave, they saw Lin Muan struggling to hold Ming Jue. Ming Jue was bandaged and glanced at Qi Sheng who looked like he was dead.

Reasonably suspecting that he was the assassin leader, Qi Sheng was dragged away while others came to move Mingjue.

Lin Mu'an was not in good condition either. He had been caught in the rain and hadn't slept all night. He looked sick, and his body was covered in mud and dirt.

"Crown Princess? Crown Princess?" Yun Lan treated Mingjue's wounds and looked up at Lin Mu'an.

Realizing that Lin Mu'an was blushing shamelessly, he reached out and touched his head, saying something bad to himself.

Yunmo asked someone to bring Lin Muan up. Lin Muan was still muttering about Mingjue. He didn't relax until he said Mingjue was going up.

He passed out immediately, his mind was in disarray, and he didn't know what he was dreaming about. He only felt a splitting headache.