Chapter 2 The Guinea Pig

Di Lanmo clearly felt that the man behind her was losing his balance. How could she miss such a once - in - a - lifetime opportunity? With a delicate step, she dodged and then, with a reverse hand, used a grappling technique to pin the man's hand behind his back.

This girl was incredibly quick - witted.

Chu Zhiyan's mouth was filled with the taste of blood. He coughed twice, and his deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of authority. "I advise you to be a sensible person. Watch your head!"

"Hmm? Sir, your life is now in my hands, and you still dare to talk big?" Di Lanmo sneered. She sniffed the air, and then suddenly laughed derisively. "It turns out you've been poisoned. I think you won't last long even without me killing you."

She simply let him go, clapped her hands, and dusted off the corner of her clothes. "It was my recklessness to barge into this place. For the sake of using your hot spring, I won't go against you today."

There was no deep - seated hatred between them. It would go against the principles of a gentleman for her to take advantage of a sick man.

She, Di Lanmo, was a mercenary who valued integrity. She always did things right!

Chu Zhiyan's slender hand clutched the clothes on his chest. His well - defined sword - shaped eyebrows were knitted together, and the curve of his thin lips was ambiguous. She didn't seem to be a reasonable girl.

Di Lanmo didn't notice the hint of appreciation in his eyes at all. Her fingertips were stained with blood as she wracked her brains. "This should be a kind of wild grass from Xinjiang, well, the Western Regions. Mixed with the spiritual tree root from Japan, and... the sea krait..."

Each of these poisons was deadly on its own. It was a miracle that he could still stand alive with all three of them in his body!

"Who exactly are you?" Chu Zhiyan's body trembled slightly. His sharp eyes tried to peer into Di Lanmo's true face.

She?

During her days as a mercenary, she had witnessed the darkest sides of humanity. She had seen too many dirty tricks, and she always treated her own poisonings. Over time, she had become quite skilled in medicine.

She smiled subtly. "Just think of me as Hua Tuo reincarnated. You can call me a divine doctor. I don't mind if you kneel down and call me daddy."

"You!" Chu Zhiyan was offended and lifted the dagger in his hand.

"Come on, it's just a joke. You'd better not get angry. It won't be fun if you explode from internal injuries." Di Lanmo pressed down on the back of his hand and motioned for him to sit by the hot spring pool. "If I'm not wrong, the water in the pool can relieve the poison in your body."

Since he was a dying man, Di Lanmo didn't care about the fact that he had seen her naked. She showed a magnanimous spirit. "Sit down. Let me see if I can keep you alive for a few more days."

Chu Zhiyan's cold eyes still scrutinized her, and his eyebrows didn't relax. "Why should I trust you?"

The woman was eloquent, and every word seemed reasonable. However, they had just met, and she had even threatened to take his life a moment ago.

Was this guy so paranoid?

Di Lanmo crossed her arms and slightly raised her chin, looking extremely arrogant. "You can choose not to believe me, but I dare to say that within ten days, you will suffer excruciating pain and bleed from your seven orifices!"

She wasn't being kind - hearted. She just regarded him as an experimental subject.

She had just arrived here and had been defeated by him in terms of martial arts. But surely her medical skills hadn't regressed?

Ten days...

Chu Zhiyan was very clear about his own situation. Lately, he had been suffering from a stabbing pain in his heart, shortness of breath, and headaches. Although he looked like a strong man, he was actually at the end of his rope.

Whether he died early or late didn't really matter.

He spread his long robe and sat on the stone pier with his back to Di Lanmo. "Thank you for your help."

Di Lanmo pursed her lips. He was so stubborn but still afraid of death?

Since there was a guinea pig, why not use it? She rolled up her sleeves, picked up his dagger, grabbed his wrist, and made a clean cut.

"What are you doing?" Alarm showed on Chu Zhiyan's face. Blood flowed like a red thread into the hot spring, creating a pink ripple.

"If you don't want to die, just stay still." Di Lanmo patted his head as if she were coaxing a three - year - old child. "I just cut a vein. It might make you anemic, but diluting your blood is the only way. Remember to drink some soup with red dates and peanuts when you get home."

Chu Zhiyan was ashamed and angry. He had actually been controlled by a young girl.

However, upon further thought, this woman was quite skilled in martial arts. If she really wanted him dead, she wouldn't have gone through so much trouble.

The blood flowed slowly. Taking advantage of this time, Di Lanmo found some firewood and piled it beside the hot spring pool. She asked Chu Zhiyan for a fire starter and lit a fire. Then she sat on the ground.

The gentle warmth dispelled the cold. Di Lanmo observed the man who was closing his eyes to rest again. The loss of blood made his originally pale skin even paler and terrifying. His thin lips were bloodless, but the outline of his features was still sharp and profound.

The material of his clothes was fine brocade. He had black hair and a jade crown with a transparent jade quality. The purse hanging on his waist was obviously a finely - crafted Sichuan embroidery.

His identity should be quite noble. He was either a son of a prominent family or a wealthy man.

"Hey, how did you get poisoned by such a strange poison? Who poisoned you?" She was curious. Anyway, she had nothing to do, and chatting was a way to kill time.

Thinking back, she hadn't had such a peaceful moment in a long time during her days as a mercenary.

"You talk too much." Chu Zhiyan didn't even lift his eyelids. Although his head was dizzy, he clearly felt the pain in his heart decreasing.

"Tsk, I've given you a few more months to live. Is it too much for your savior to ask you a few questions?" Di Lanmo gave him a cold look. She had watched many people die in front of her without batting an eye. Today, she must have been out of her mind to save this cold - as - ice beauty.

For a while, the two of them were silent. Di Lanmo estimated that it had been about an hour. She tore off a corner of her undergarment and pressed it on his wrist. "That's enough. Let your blood out again in three months. I can't guarantee that I'll cure you, but at least you won't die prematurely."

"How dare you!"

Suddenly, a loud roar shook the cave.

A black shadow rushed over. Di Lanmo, who was always alert, took a few steps back to avoid the fatal attack.

The person moved so fast and with great strength. If she hadn't dodged in time, her bones might have been shattered.

"Who are you? Why did you hurt my master!" The bald monk wore heavy rosary beads. His bronze - colored skin and sharp eyes stared at Di Lanmo menacingly.

So this man had a helper, and he was a blood - thirsty arhat.

Di Lanmo said "Hehe" to show her attitude. "Brother, is this how you treat your benefactor? Tsk tsk, it's really disappointing!"

"Fankong, don't be rude." Chu Zhiyan's weak voice was a bit gentle. He opened his eyes, and his phoenix - like eyes were cold. With the support of the monk, he stood up and looked at Di Lanmo. "Thank you, miss, for your help. I'm sorry for my rudeness. Please forgive me."

Huh, now he was being polite?

The guinea - pig experiment seemed to be a success. Di Lanmo waved her hand. "Don't be so fake. If you want to repay me, do you have any silver?"

It was already past noon. She needed money for the journey home. She didn't want to walk. The weak body of the original owner couldn't take it.

"Fankong."

Chu Zhiyan gave the monk a cold look. The monk was confused but understood what he meant. He took off his purse and offered it. "This is twenty taels of silver. Please accept it."

Twenty taels!

This was a large amount of money in ancient times!

In TV dramas, people often rewarded thousands of taels of silver, but that never happened in real ancient times. A high - ranking official's annual salary was only about this much.

It was worth it!

Di Lanmo weighed the purse in her hand and walked out of the cave contentedly. "Brother, thank you."

The figure of the woman gradually faded from Chu Zhiyan's sight. Her few strands of hair were like the willows in March, and her way of doing things was decisive yet kind - hearted, fierce yet playful. She was truly unique.

There was actually such an extraordinary woman in the world!

Thinking of this, he couldn't help shouting, "Miss, may I ask your age and where you're from?"

Di Lanmo walked away freely against the cold wind. "I'm used to being a free - spirit in the world. Don't worry about your daddy too much."

Did he want to know where she was from? Was he planning to take revenge later? In this world, you could never really know a person's heart!

She rented a carriage and went straight to the general's mansion. Di Lanmo kicked open the heavy door directly. "Where is my cruel mother? Hiring killers. She's really capable!"

Di Tingyu was on her way to the study. Hearing this, the soup bowl in her hand fell to the ground. The hot soup scalded her instep, but she stood there stunned. Di Lanmo was back? Didn't her mother say that she would surely die today?

Chapter 2 The Guinea Pig | He Gave Me A Kingdom by Hongse Liuli - Read Online Free on Koala Reads