After rebirth, I became the widow of my mortal enemy

Chapter 198: I was so angry that I laughed

Ning Miao's eyes swept across the shocking red bloodstain on Yan Mobai's white clothes, and his eyes became more interested. He immediately turned the horse's head and prepared to ride away.

Seeing this, Yan Mobai's face changed and he quickly called out, "Ning Miao."

Ning Miao didn't even turn his head, he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and the horse started walking.

Yan Mobai instinctively took a step forward to chase after him, but because of his leg injury, he groaned in pain and was forced to stop.

"Sir!" Lan Ying exclaimed upon seeing this, immediately got off his horse and stepped forward to support him.

Ning Miao in front looked back, saw this, and pulled the reins again to stop the horse.

He turned his horse's head and looked at the two of them from a distance again, narrowing his eyes slightly.

Just now, she not only saw a medicine box for bandaging on the table in the main room, but also saw bloodstains at the foot of the stool next to the table.

She thought he was seriously injured, as blood flowed from the main room to the straw hut and was everywhere.

So, she quickly took a shortcut to catch up and take a look.

I didn't expect it until I saw it, and it was so wonderful.

She recognized the small porcelain vase as his at first sight, as all his porcelain vases were of the same style.

Hide a horse and use chicken blood to fake it.

You're really capable, you learned all her tricks and then gave them all back to her, right?

She deceived him with chicken blood in Dali Temple, and fainted, and the child was lost.

He is now using chicken blood to deceive her and he is seriously injured.

Seeing the master and servant in that state, she teased, "Isn't it all fake blood?"

Yan Mobai's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he frowned in pain: "But the injury is real."

Really hurt?

Ning Miao tilted his head slightly, looking questioningly.

"The master's leg is really injured, very seriously, and has been bleeding." Lan Ying said.

Ning Miao looked at Lan Ying.

He remembered what he had just told Yan Mobai, 'It was here that the lord cut himself and poured the chicken blood on his clothes.'

Seeing that his face was full of worry and his tone was anxious, which didn't seem to be fake, he squeezed his legs against the horse's belly and rode slowly towards the two of them.

Turn over and dismount.

Lan Ying had already helped Yan Mobai sit down on a stone by the roadside.

"How do you feel now? Are you okay?" Yan Mobai asked Ning Miao.

All he could think about was how she was in extreme pain when he was expelling the poison.

Ning Miao glanced at him and said, "Shouldn't I be the one asking you this question?"

Then she squatted down beside him, lifted up his bloodstained shirt, and looked at the wound on his leg.

I was suddenly angry and amused.

No, it was all out of anger. I was so angry that I laughed.

"You really chop!"

Not only did he really chop, he was also ruthless.

The injury was indeed serious and the blood was still flowing.

Naturally, both the master and the servant remained silent.

Ning Miao pursed her lips and slowly rolled up the trouser leg of Yan Mobai's leg.

When he saw the wound more clearly, Ning Miao was speechless again.

"After getting chicken blood, why would you chop yourself?"

In other words, why bother getting excited when you've already cut yourself into this state?

Yan Mobai looked at her and wanted to reply to her, saying that he cut himself to make the trick real and that he got the chicken blood to make her worry.

After thinking about it, I said nothing.

Anything you say now could be wrong.

He didn't say anything, and Lan Ying didn't say anything either.

Having suffered too much for talking too much in the past, he now reminds himself all the time to shut up, shut up.

Ning Miao frowned: "Why not bandage it?"

Didn’t her master already take out the medicine box?

Yan Mobai remained silent.

Ning Miao looked at Lan Ying.

Lan Ying thought about it and replied, "I can't."

Yan Mobai thought of the medicine box that Yikong took out, and he spoke with an idea.

"We didn't have time. Your master said you were in the straw shed to remove the poison. We had no time to bandage you, so we immediately followed him to the straw shed."

Ning Miao said nothing and took out a bottle of hemostatic medicine and a roll of clean cloth from his sleeve pocket.

"Do you have any water in your horses' water-skins?"

"Yes." Lan Ying replied, stood up, got it from the horse and handed it to her.

Ning Miao took the water bag, unplugged it, and used the water in the bag to simply clean the wound.

Then he handed the empty water bag back to Lan Ying.

Yan Mobai glanced at the water bag and said to Lan Ying, "See if there is any mountain spring nearby. Go get some. I'm very thirsty."

Ning Miao and Lan Ying looked at him when they heard this, both speechless.

"You didn't tell me before I watered your wound. Are you thirsty after I'm done?" Ning Miao felt that this man did it on purpose.

Yan Mobai's eyes flickered: "I didn't realize it when you were showering."

"I'll go right away, please wait a moment, sir." Lan Ying turned around with the empty water bag.

Ning Miao pointed in a direction: "Go straight ahead from there, and you will see a valley with a spring in it."

Lan Ying nodded: "Okay."

After Lan Ying left, only Ning Miao and Yan Mobai were left.

Ning Miao sprinkled the hemostatic medicine evenly on the wound.

After applying one layer of medicine, the bleeding didn't stop, so he applied another layer.

She didn't know what to say about this man.

You may say this man is stupid, but he is usually thoughtful, strategic, and wise.

Say he is smart, for doing this.

Anyone who knows martial arts and is careful enough can tell that this wound is self-inflicted.

Moreover, he was afraid that others would not know that he was injured, so a man who usually wore only black clothes suddenly wore a white dress.

She was unconscious when she was expelling the poison earlier, otherwise, just by looking at him, she would know that he did it on purpose.

When something is out of the ordinary, there must be something wrong. The more you try to cover it up, the more obvious it becomes. Too much is as bad as too little.

I had to empty a bottle of hemostatic powder before the bleeding could be stopped.

Ning Miao took another clean piece of cloth and wrapped it around his wound in circles.

Neither of them spoke.

It was mid-afternoon, the sun was shining, the mountain breeze was gentle, and the air was filled with the chirping of birds and the fragrance of flowers.

Yan Mobai suddenly felt that his move was not in vain, and he hoped that she could keep wrapping the cloth strips like this.

However, it wasn't long before she was able to wrap it up.

After tying a knot at the end of the cloth strip, Ning Miao slowly lowered his trouser legs.

"I just bandaged it briefly and asked Doctor Hu to take a look and apply some medicine when I get back."

"Ah."

"Don't do such childish things in the future." Ning Miao said.

Yan Mobai stared at her.

"Are you worried about me?"

Ning Miao glanced at him, said nothing, and put the empty medicine bottle into his sleeve.

Yan Mobai moved to the side, patted the stone next to him, and motioned for her to sit down.

The stone was long enough for two people to sit on, so Ning Miao didn't hesitate and sat down with her skirt brushed.

Yan Mobai looked at the mountains in the distance.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and looked sideways at her.

"Ning Miao, what are you thinking? Can you tell me? Just tell me what you think, I will respect your thoughts."

Ning Miao looked at him, not expecting him to say such a thing suddenly.

He lowered his eyes and remained silent.

I picked up a piece of foxtail grass at my feet and played with it in my hand.

"I didn't think too much about it. I just wanted to stay away from trouble, live a free life, and live an ordinary life."

Yan Mobai pursed his lips, the light in his eyes dimming slightly.

The three points she mentioned seemed to have nothing to do with him, as if he could not give her any of them at the moment.