shock!My spoiled villain husband has awakened

Chapter 237 Rong Cen
An Shuyao sneered in her heart, it would be better to die, but she said: "I will keep your leg within two days."

"I hope you can keep it, I don't want to hurt you."

An Shuyao looked at him and said, "I don't have medicinal materials on me, why don't you come back to my village with me, and I promise to treat you properly."

Mr. Rong took a deep look at her, An Shuyao looked sincere, and he slightly curled his lips: "Do you think I'm a fool? Since I invited you here, I naturally didn't intend to let others know, and I will die if I let you out." It's coming to an end, I'm easy to talk to, you cure me, you and I are safe, if I die, my guards are outside, before I die, I will take you first."

An Shuyao let out a pee in her heart, she smiled: "That's fine, but the medicinal materials?"

"Write down what medicine you need, and give it to my guards to find it."

An Shuyao nodded: "Okay."

She paused, a little helpless: "But I don't have paper and pen, what should I do?"

Mr. Rong gave her a cold look, pulled out a piece of black charcoal from the fire, and used it to write on the ground, or on the stone wall in the cave.

An Shuyao: "..."

OK, no frame.

After Heitan got cold, An Shuyao wrote slowly on the ground, and Mr. Rong stared at it for a while before slowly closing his eyes.

There was a fine line of sweat on his forehead, and it could be seen that he was very tired.

After about a stick of incense, An Shuyao said, "It's done."

"Suiyu, write down what she wrote, and find a way to find the medicinal materials."

A man with a saber came in outside. He had an ordinary appearance and a very serious expression. He remembered it three times quickly, nodded slightly, and then backed out.

An Shuyao looked at him curiously: "Is he dumb?"

"No."

An Shuyao, who regained some energy, began to ask questions: "Where are you from? Dayan or Dayong?"

Mr. Rong kept his mouth shut and ignored her.

Seeing that he didn't want to answer, An Shuyao continued to ask: "How did you find this cave? Is this still the mountain I fell from?"

Young Master Song just opened his eyes, and he looked at her with a half-smile: "No."

An Shuyao was also a little confused about where this was.

She stood up: "I'll go out for a while."

However, she just walked to the entrance of the cave, Suiyu flashed the silver knife again, An Shuyao turned her head helplessly: "Master Rong, I want to go out for convenience, you can't see me dirtying the cave, can you?"

Unexpectedly, he smiled and said, "Of course, I don't mind."

An Shuyao was at a loss for words: "I also had my period, you don't want to see blood..."

"Okay." Young Master Rong frowned slightly: "You go, I'm not afraid of you running away."

An Shuyao snorted slightly, and looked at his saber: "Your master let me out, big brother, quickly put away your saber, it's all your own, it's not good to accidentally injure me."

Suiyu: "..."

I don't know where this person came from and called them his own face.

He turned sideways with a cold face, An Shuyao went out to breathe the cold air outside, the snow was still falling, it was much smaller than before, and the sky outside was already dark.

She lowered her head and thought, at this time, the family will definitely not give up if they don't find her. As long as they don't find her body, they should be able to know that she is still alive.

"Genius doctor, you'd better hurry up, I'll give you half a cup of tea, take a breath, and I'll let you see blood."

Young Master Rong's voice floated out in a clear voice.

An Shuyao responded angrily, "I see."

She observed the terrain and found that this was not a place she knew, and it was surrounded by snow. The heavy snow made the road alone, and it was difficult for people without lightness skills to get out. No wonder he was not worried about running by himself, and he couldn't walk at all with her .

An Shuyao didn't even want to run away, what if he didn't succeed and broke her leg?Even if she ran out, she couldn't tell the direction of the vast expanse of whiteness everywhere, wouldn't she want to freeze to death in the surrounding area?
She took a deep breath, and there was no one around, so she started to take things from the space, and took out the golden needle along the way.

Fortunately, she had a changeable menstrual belt in her space, and after cleaning it, her body instantly felt refreshed.

It was only half a cup of tea time, when Suiyu's voice appeared: "Genius doctor, it's time."

An Shuyao returned to the cave obediently. She sat by the fire exhausted physically and mentally, looking at the wet socks. When one of her shoes fell off, it disappeared.

"Master Rong, can you buy me a pair of shoes?"

Young Master Rong opened his eyes and looked at Shang An Shuyao's innocent little deer eyes: "If I get sick from cold, who will treat you?"

"Follow Yu to tell the size."

An Shuyao turned outside and said, "Six inches six, I want warmer shoes."

We passed the night peacefully, but it wasn't cold because of the fire.

But just after dawn, Young Master Rong vomited blood, under his threatening gaze, An Shuyao could only take out golden needles to treat him.

Not only did he hurt his leg, but he was also poisoned, and his internal injuries were also quite serious. An Shuyao didn't know what kind of grievance or grievance brought him to this point.

Suiyu brought the medicinal materials very quickly, and even brought a medicine jar and a frozen chicken.

He put the medicine in the cave, and he didn't know where to wash the chicken.

An Shuyao went outside to hold the hurried snow and put it in the medicine jar, and poured the prepared medicinal ingredients into it.

In the whole cave, apart from the crackling of firewood, there was the sound of medicine jars popping open. An Shuyao hugged her knees and watched the fire.

She had a new pair of shoes on her feet, and the fluffy cotton shoes were warm.

Young Master Rong coughed slightly, his complexion was very pale, An Shuyao couldn't hold back to strike up a conversation with him again: "Young Master Rong, what's your full name?"

Seeing that he was silent, An Shuyao sighed: "Where are you from, why did you come here, and you didn't tell me your name, how boring I am alone."

Mr. Rong is very annoyed by An Shuyao's noisy, are all women so talkative?This makes him who likes to be quiet particularly irritable.

After a while, he said, "Rong Cen."

"Rong Cen?" An Shuyao blinked and said with a smile, "Young Master Rong, your name sounds pretty nice."

Rong Cen frowned slightly: "If you don't want to die, just shut your mouth."

An Shuyao was thinking about the name Rong Cen this time, and she thought back in her mind, since he is not from Dasheng, then he must be Dayan or Dayong.

I just heard that the people of Dayong are all black and strong, with great strength, but the man in front of him is no different from Dasheng except his facial features are a little exotic.

He should be from Dayan.

An Shuyao was not familiar with the situation at Dayan's side, nor did she know the surnames of the big races there. A very quick thought flashed through her mind, and before she had time to think about it, Suiyu walked in with a chicken in her hand. .

He lit another fire next to him, and started to cook the roast chicken very familiarly.

(End of this chapter)