Chapter 503

Time flew by.

Nearly ten days had passed since Duan Yu entered Yunwu City.

The back courtyard of the county government.

Tie Shitou and Wang Hunu stood outside the door of a room.

Both of them had their heads lowered, ears pressed against the door panel, their expressions extremely focused.

If this scene were seen by Liu Bai Tu, he would probably praise them for their refined eavesdropping skills.

But after pressing against the door panel for a long time, the two, who seemed to have heard nothing, had slightly disappointed expressions.

"Shitou, you say Brother Duan killed Military Marquis Wang's fiancé; now, is that Military Marquis Wang considered... a widow or unmarried?" Wang Hunu looked at Tie Shitou and asked.

"Are you stupid?" Tie Shitou rolled his eyes and said: "Of course she is considered unmarried; how could someone like Zhao Ang be worthy of Military Marquis Wang?"

"You didn't see it; that day when I and Military Marquis Wang were defending the city in the west, Military Marquis Wang was so severely injured, yet she didn't utter a single sound."

"What kind of person is Zhao Ang?" Tie Shitou said disdainfully: "He was too cowardly to even go to the city wall."

"A woman like Military Marquis Wang is only worthy of our Brother Duan."

Wang Hunu nodded in agreement, but then said with some hesitation: "Then you say, our Brother Duan killed Zhao Ang, will Military Marquis Wang hold a grudge against Brother Duan?"

Tie Shitou raised his hand this time and slapped Wang Hunu on the head.

"Nonsense."

"How could she hold a grudge."

"Brother Duan comes every day to change Military Marquis Wang's medicine; if you ask me, the two have long since developed feelings for each other."

"Military Marquis Wang is an iceberg, and Brother Duan has long since melted it."

"Since ancient times, beauties match heroes; how could a beauty not like a hero like Brother Duan."

"And Brother Duan also said, having killed Zhao Ang, Brother Duan will naturally take responsibility... to the end."

Wang Hunu nodded thoughtfully.

Right.

Brother Duan will definitely take responsibility... to the end.

Inside the room, the bitter smell of Chinese herbal medicine was no longer so thick.

A copper basin was placed on the floor of the room.

The charcoal fire in the copper basin was burning vigorously.

Warming the air in the room.

Wang Yi, whose leather armor had been taken off, was now lying on the soft couch.

Her face turned to the side, not daring to look at Duan Yu, who was sitting beside the soft couch carefully changing her medicine.

"Hmm."

"The wound is recovering at a good speed; fortunately, there is no infection."

"It won't be long before it can fully heal."

Duan Yu, while cleaning the herbal residue from Wang Yi's back, used a silk cloth dipped in warm water to gently clean the grey-brown residue of the medicine.

Except for that hideous scar, the rest of her skin was smooth and fair.

To facilitate changing the medicine and airing the wound, Wang Yi was only wearing a white undergarment on her upper body.

The two white silk ribbons, one circling her neck and the other tied at her waist, had already been untied by Duan Yu.

Wang Yi, lying on the couch, had a blushing face.

She had never imagined that one day she would appear in such a state before a man who had nothing to do with her.

To say they had nothing to do with each other was not entirely true.

At the very least, Duan Yu was now her savior.

This kind of wound.

In the words of a physician, surviving it was absolutely a miracle.

But she knew in her heart.

Her survival had nothing to do with miracles; it was all because Duan Yu helped her change her medicine every day, helped her clean the wound, and took meticulous care of her that she was able to survive.

Emotionally, she didn't know how to face Duan Yu now.

Duan Yu had killed her fiancé.

Logically speaking, she should hate Duan Yu.

But when she saw Zhao Ang being beheaded, she didn't feel hatred.

Instead...

For so many days, watching Duan Yu's gentle movements and hearing his gentle words.

The feelings growing in her heart would not deceive her.

This man...

She had already fallen in love with him.

After cleaning the previous medicine residue, Duan Yu applied new medicine to Wang Yi's back.

Then he covered the medicine with sterilized silk.

Then he picked up the white silk ribbons of the undergarment that had fallen on the couch and gently helped her tie them.

Done, finished.

Just after finishing all this, a system prompt sounded in Duan Yu's mind.

【Ding!】

【Ding, the 【Tenfold Entry】 has taken effect; the host has completed a dressing surgery, the effect is increased tenfold; congratulations to the host for gaining +1 experience.】

【Ding, congratulations to the host for accumulating experience in the 【Pharmacology】 skill, gaining a new entry 【Trauma Pharmacist-White 0/1000】】

【Trauma Pharmacist: Any trauma-treating medicine formulated by the host will receive a 100% therapeutic bonus.】

【Name: Duan Yu】

【Age: 25】

【Height: 193CM】

【Weight: 99KG】

【Entries: 【Tenfold Speed-Gold】

【Arrows Like a String-Purple/】

【Strength of Nine Oxen-Purple/】

【Drawing Blade to Cut Water-Red/】

【Seed Improvement-Blue 0/】

【An Inch of Time is an Inch of Gold-White 120/1000】

【Force Like Bamboo-Blue 0/】

【Variety Improvement-Blue 0/】

【Tree Seed Improvement-Blue 0/】

【Surgical Master-White 0/1900】

【Trauma Pharmacist-White 0/1000】

Hearing the new entry in the system, Duan Yu felt happy.

A new entry, finally upgraded.

Duan Yu had discovered that another entry was activated after he stitched up the soldiers' wounds and went to check on their condition and help them apply medicine the next day.

With the bonuses from the Surgical Master and Pharmacology entries, the survival rate of the wounded soldiers had directly increased by more than double.

And this Pharmacology entry increased the medicine he formulated.

This meant that he could now completely mass-produce medicine sufficient to treat trauma.

It was just a pity that all these things required his personal operation.

It was impossible to achieve large-scale mass production.