Just then, Mu Anxiao, following the faint 'spiritual energy' of Feng Qishi, arrived at the steps outside his room. Hearing the coughing from inside, she didn't stop to pause. She hurried up the steps, crossed the threshold, and rushed into their presence. "Shen Fengzi, are you alright?" she asked, looking at Feng Qishi with a face full of panic, completely ignoring the man with the dirty face who was tending to Feng Qishi.
The man with the dirty face had not heard any footsteps the entire time. Mu Anxiao's sudden exclamation startled him, making him jump. "You've arrived," he said, his hand having been pushed away by Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi also said, "You've arrived." He placed a hand on his chest and tilted his head up.
Mu Anxiao looked at Feng Qishi's pale face and realized that Ouyang Ye's poison must have been the most potent. Her eyes filled with concern as she looked at him. "I will heal you," she said.
"No need," Feng Qishi refused outright.
Mu Anxiao blinked. "Why?"
"No..." he uttered a single word, then began to cough again. Just as he was about to speak further, black blood seeped from the corner of his mouth.
Seeing this, the man with the dirty face reached out to wipe the blood from Feng Qishi.
At this, Feng Qishi quickly said, "Go away."
Hearing this, the man with the dirty face froze, his hand stopping in front of Feng Qishi's face. "You're bleeding. If you don't wipe it, it will drip."
"No need, go away," Feng Qishi said, as the black blood trickled down.
The man with the dirty face knew Feng Qishi's identity, so when Feng Qishi said this, he naturally lost the courage to wipe his blood. However, he couldn't just watch the blood drip. He took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it to Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao couldn't believe Feng Qishi was so badly injured. She stood there stunned, trying to figure out what to do.
Feng Qishi took a few breaths, looked at the man with the dirty face offering him the handkerchief, hesitated for a moment, then took it. While wiping the black blood from his lips, he waved his hand, signaling the man with the dirty face to move away.
The man with the dirty face immediately understood Feng Qishi's intention, got up, and took two steps back.
After the man with the dirty face moved away, Feng Qishi said, "Thank you."
The man with the dirty face was flattered and shook his head. "It is my duty, young master." He then looked at Mu Anxiao. "Are you a physician?" He remembered Mu Anxiao saying she would heal Feng Qishi.
Mu Anxiao came back to her senses, looked at the man with the dirty face, and blurted out, "Yes, I am a physician." As she spoke, she took two steps back and beckoned.
"What are you doing?" the man with the dirty face asked, not understanding for a moment.
"Come here, I have something to tell you," Mu Anxiao said patiently.
"Are you arranging for me to buy medicine?" the man with the dirty face asked, walking over to Mu Anxiao.
"Yes, I'll write you a prescription, and you..." Mu Anxiao said, raising her hand. "Go out of the manor directly to buy the medicine." After speaking, she forcefully struck the man with the dirty face's shoulder, and he collapsed.
Feng Qishi watched Mu Anxiao's action with wide eyes and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"
"What else can I do?" Mu Anxiao said, glancing down at the unconscious man with the dirty face. "Your injuries are my doing, you..."
"I am merely poisoned, it has nothing to do with you." Feng Qishi was worried about the toxicity in his blood, and thus did not want Mu Anxiao to approach.
"How can it have nothing to do with me? You are healing me, and the poisonous energy in my blood has entered your body. Therefore," Mu Anxiao said with firm eyes, "it is my fault. I will resolve this poison for you." As she spoke, she walked towards Feng Qishi.
"Don't come any closer," Feng Qishi said sternly to stop her.
Unexpectedly, Mu Anxiao did not listen at all and stopped in front of Feng Qishi. "I have already learned your healing technique, don't worry."
"The healing technique cannot resolve poison."
"What do you mean?" Mu Anxiao sensed that Feng Qishi was not quite right.
Feng Qishi endured the discomfort, forcing himself to speak. His vision blurred as he looked at Mu Anxiao. "It means the healing technique is useless. If you use it, this layer of poisonous energy will return to your body. You know," he said, pressing a finger to his chest, "I won't let you do that."
"You..."
"If you dare to touch me, I will end myself right now," Feng Qishi threatened Mu Anxiao.
Feng Qishi had always kept his word, both in his previous life and here. Because of this, Mu Anxiao did not dare to act rashly. "If I don't heal you, can you heal yourself? In other words, the poison was given to you by Ouyang Ye, and Ouyang Ye would never give you an antidote."
"He doesn't want my life," Feng Qishi said in a low voice.
"Why are you so confident?" Mu Anxiao did not want to tell Feng Qishi about Ouyang Ye's demands of her, fearing he would not be able to bear it.
"He wants me to marry Gu Yan. If I die, his plan will fail. You..." Feng Qishi said, continuing with his speculation. "He didn't expect me to save you. If..." Halfway through his sentence, the pain struck, and he closed his eyes slightly.
Seeing this, Mu Anxiao was about to reach for Feng Qishi's arm when he looked up and met her gaze. Their eyes met, and Mu Anxiao was startled by his indifferent look. "If you don't want me to touch you, then I won't," she said, withdrawing her hand and straightening up.
Feng Qishi continued, "You should leave."
"You don't want to marry me anymore," Mu Anxiao said intentionally, wanting Feng Qishi to agree to her help.
"Marry you..." Feng Qishi sneered. "That's just your wishful thinking. Hurry and leave." He did not want to burden Mu Anxiao.
"Leave..."
"I am also well aware of how cunning Ouyang Ye is. If I'm not mistaken, that girl is likely working with him," Feng Qishi interrupted, his eyes full of coldness. "It was all meticulously planned by him, with the sole purpose of poisoning you so you would beg him for an antidote. He didn't expect... that I would detoxify you. You..."
"Idiot," Mu Anxiao could not bear to listen any longer.
Feng Qishi endured the pain brought on by the poison, looking at Mu Anxiao with a weak expression. "I've said as much as I can, you can..."
"Idiot," Mu Anxiao said again.
Then, the moment Mu Anxiao repeated those words, Feng Qishi showed a helpless expression. "Mu Anxiao, can you let me finish speaking?"
"You think you're the only one who's smart? Ouyang Ye has already made it clear to me. He just wants to harm you," Mu Anxiao was no longer inclined to hide anything. "I am, at best, just bait, and you are the big fish. If you die, his scheme will truly succeed."
"He..."
"His face changes faster than flipping through a book. Also," Mu Anxiao said, a smirk playing on her lips, "if you don't want to marry me, fine. I won't force you. But, your life, I must save." Saying this, she extended her hand and produced a celestial book she hadn't looked at for a long time.
Feng Qishi exclaimed upon seeing it, "What are you doing?"
"I'll make you tell me how to save you. You definitely won't say. As the saying goes, it's better to rely on oneself than others. Just wait, I will definitely find a way to save you," she said, and began to flip through it.
The next second, driven by the poison, Feng Qishi shivered uncontrollably from the pain.