freenovelworld Chapter 9
Chapter 9
Can……
Could it be that this body looks somewhat like someone he knows?
She knew that many blind people could use their hands to touch a person's facial features and thus visualize that person's appearance in their minds.
should be.
But there was something strange about her that I couldn't quite put my finger on.
The hand had already left his face, and hearing the sound of clothes being tidied beside him, he knew that Liu Qishan was getting ready to sleep.
I'll just stop thinking about it. These things aren't important. The most important thing right now is to get my health back. Everything else can wait.
After that night, Nalan Jingwen noticed that Liu Qishan's attitude towards her had changed; he had become somewhat indifferent. Although he still took her pulse, fed her, gave her medicine, and cleaned her body every day, he spoke very little, as if nothing had changed. However, as perceptive as she was, she noticed Liu Qishan's indifference towards her.
He used to have a gentle smile on his lips, but now he has a calm expression and a distant aura, making people feel at a distance, as if there is a transparent glass between the two of them.
However, Liu Qishan didn't do anything special, so she didn't say anything and just kept it that way until another half month passed.
Even now, the sun has set, and he still hasn't returned. Nalan Jingwen couldn't help but feel worried and kept looking outside.
Her physical injuries have mostly healed. As for her heart injury, as long as she doesn't engage in strenuous exercise or experience significant emotional fluctuations, there shouldn't be any major problems. Even Liu Qishan was surprised by her recovery speed, saying that her meridians and bones were somewhat unusual, different from others, and that she possessed an extremely strong recovery ability.
Logically speaking, it would take an ordinary person at least six months to recover.
Liu Qishan was somewhat regretful that he hadn't brought silver needles with him; if he had, his injuries would probably have healed much faster.
Nalan Jingwen raised an eyebrow, not caring much. She had already encountered time travel, so what did it matter if her bones and meridians were amazing?
Now, the only thing she has left is her hands and feet. At first, she slowly regained sensation, then she could move them, and then she could try to exert a little force, but she couldn't hold on for too long. Every day, she regulated her internal energy little by little, circulating it throughout her meridians, trying to recover faster and be able to stand up sooner.
She looked down at her legs, then at the door. Although Liu Qishan told her every day before leaving that she should not move around and must wait for him to return, it was now completely dark, and the sounds of birds and beasts could be heard from time to time, which made her frown.
After thinking it over, I decided to go out and take a look.
Wrapped himself tightly in a cloak, he braced his elbows against the altar and managed to stand up. He tried to take one step, then the other, but after only two steps, he could barely keep up. But the image of that green robe flashed through his mind, and he gritted his teeth and persevered, slowly moving towards the door.
By this time, she had started sweating. Almost all the pressure was concentrated in her elbows, which were a little sore, but not as sore as her ankles.
But she still chose to keep going, and after taking just one step, she bumped into someone.
Nalan Jing was startled and lost his balance, falling backward uncontrollably. He was afraid his buttocks would be bruised and battered.
But a pair of hands grabbed her waist, seemingly trying to pull her back, but she pulled him down with her. Just as his buttocks were about to touch the ground, he felt a dizzying sensation, followed by a loud "bang" and a muffled groan.
When Nalan Jingwen smelled the familiar fragrance, she immediately knew that Liu Qishan had returned. The soft body beneath her and the muffled groan made her immediately get off him and check if he was injured.
"How are you? Are you hurt anywhere?"
Liu Qishan slightly turned his head away from her direction, then got up and headed towards the scattered items.
Nalan Jingwen's eyes darkened, his face turned serious, and he shouted, "Stop!"
The figure stiffened slightly, then continued walking as if it hadn't heard.
Nalan Jingwen raised his voice and shouted again, his tone now tinged with displeasure.
"Liu Qishan!"
He stopped walking and stood there with his back to her.
Nalan Jingwen's brows furrowed with anger.
"turn around."
His voice was stern, and he subconsciously used a commanding tone.
Liu Qishan remained motionless, his hands hanging at his sides clenching quietly. Nalan Jing knew that this was a small gesture he made when he was nervous.
Seeing that he wouldn't turn around, she didn't want to waste any more time, so she helped herself up and walked over. Liu Qishan heard the noise and quickly turned around to help her.
Nalan Jingwen let him support him, his gaze sweeping across Nalan Jingwen's face like a sharp sword.
Suddenly, his eyes sharpened, and a murderous intent flashed within them.
He reached out and lifted Liu Qishan's chin, asking coldly, "What happened?"
Liu Qishan didn't move. Nalan Jingwen's hands were already fragile, and he was afraid that any movement would worsen the condition and affect his recovery.
He simply lowered his eyes, his expression indifferent.
"It's alright, don't worry."
Upon hearing his words, Nalan Jing felt a surge of anger rising within him. He took a deep breath and suppressed it, his voice low and menacing.
Tell me, what happened? Where did you go?
His hair was disheveled, and his usually neat clothes were slightly open. There was a bright red handprint on one side of his face, indicating that the person who attacked him had used great force. He must have received first aid, otherwise the swelling would have been quite severe.
Liu Qishan remained expressionless, simply saying, "It's nothing, just a little argument with someone, it's been resolved. I'm sorry to have worried you."
Did Nalan Jing believe it? Of course not. She questioned sharply, "A few words? Would a few words tear off your clothes? Would a few words slap you so hard?!"
Liu Qishan tilted her head back, her slender, fair neck looking fragile, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and she remained silent.
Nalan Jingwen took a breath, her voice softening, "Tell me, is someone trying to force you?"
Liu Qishan opened his eyes, his unfocused gaze fixed on her, looking somewhat dimmer than usual.
He pursed his lips, then tilted his head slightly, but still said nothing.
Nalan Jingwen looked at the glaring handprint on his face, and felt as if a fire was burning in her heart, but she couldn't vent it. She brushed away Liu Qishan's hand that was supporting her.
"Liu Qishan, I thought we were friends."
She stared at him, not missing a single expression on his face, but her tone betrayed a hint of disappointment.
A fleeting look of panic crossed Liu Qishan's face; his pale lips pressed tightly together, and his handsome brows furrowed slightly.
After a long silence, a sigh escaped the air, and he slowly spoke.
"It's nothing serious, but I had an argument with someone, and the other person wanted to..."
"The other party tried to forcibly take you, and you refused even at the cost of your life, and you even got slapped, right?"
Nalan Jingwen continued his words, his whole body suddenly filled with murderous intent, his eyes icy.
Liu Qishan tacitly agreed, but still said, "It's nothing serious. Besides, I have a way to save my life. Don't worry. Your current health isn't suitable for thinking about so much."