But just when a smile about to show on his face, his eyes fell on the blood on her chest: “Are you injured?” His voice suddenly became cold.
Bai Zhi hurriedly shook her head: “No, I’m not injured. This is not my blood. Awu and I killed a tiger. It’s the tiger’s blood, not mine.”
What? She actually met a tiger again? Fortunately, Awu was there, otherwise this girl— he didn’t dare to think about it. He looked up and down to make sure she didn’t lose an arm, a leg, or a piece of meat. Only after that, his cold expression loosened a bit.
“Without my permission in the future, you’re not allowed to go up the mountain again, do you understand?” He resisted the discomfort in his heart and said in a low voice.
Bai Zhi helped him up and said: “I know, you lie down quickly, don’t move anymore.”
Hu Feng obediently lay back on the bed and said: “I’m thirsty.”
Hu Changlin, who was standing at the door, rushed in. “I’ll go and pour you water.” Then he said to Bai Zhi: “Zhi’er, you go and take a break. I’ll take care of him, you’ve been tired the whole day.”
Bai Zhi looked at Hu Feng, when she saw him in a good spirit, she finally felt at ease. She nodded her head and said: “Well, I’ll go back to the house first.” The blood on her body should be washed.
When Bai Zhi returned to the cabin house, she took a hot bath. She felt a lot better, so she didn’t take medicine.
After cleaning up herself, she put some medicine on the wound on her arm and wrap it with gauze. She also cleaned up the wound on her calves and put some medicine.
After doing all those things, she went to front yard again, she saw the pangolin’s scales and leeches were already dry.
Bai Zhi took out pots and also the Zedoary and trigone. And then she divided the four medicinal herbs into three equal parts. She took the first pot and added some water and boiled it in a small fire. After the water boil, she filtered out the concoction and brought it to Hu Feng’s room.
Hu Feng closed his eyes, there were many pieces of memory flashed through his brain. He couldn’t put those pieces of memory together. He wanted to know more things about it, but his head hurt a lot.
“Hu Feng, you wake up, wake up.” A familiar voice sounded in his ears and pulled him back from that dark swamp of memories.
When he opened his eyes, a clean little face entered his eyes. A pair of grape-like eyes looked at him eagerly and full of concern.
Hu Feng’s heart was getting warmer and warmer. His head doesn’t seem to be hurting so much. And those memories that he couldn’t remember clearly seem to have become less important.
Seeing that he was awake, Bai Zhi smiled: “It’s time to take the medicine. You have slept long enough. It’s time to wake up.”
There seem to be something in her words, but he understood it.
Bai Zhi helped Hu Feng to sit up. And Hu Feng looked at the bowl of medicine with pungent smell: “If I drink this medicine, but my memory still didn’t recover…?”
Bai Zhi smiled and said: “Impossible, I have confidence in my medical skills. You will definitely recover.”
Hu Feng asked: “If not?”
Bai Zhi couldn’t understand what he wanted to say, so she simply said: “You will, I can guarantee it with my dignity.”
Hu Feng shook his head: “I don’t need your dignity, but I can consider it if it’s yourself.”
Bai Zhi looked very puzzled: “What?”
Hu Feng stared at her face seriously and attentively, then said: “If I can’t recover, you have to use yourself to pay off this debt.”
Pay off this debt? When did she owe him? Even if she owed him, when did she say that she will use herself as payment?