There is no shortage of food on the way to escape famine, and Miss Luck is busy farming

Qiao Ran had survived countless assassinations by hostile organizations in her previous life, and had long since become proficient in anti-tracking techniques.

Although she had tried her best not to leave any traces on her way here, to be cautious, she still took a detour and never went back the way she came.

And he was even more cautious along the way, and disguised himself so that those people could not trace his whereabouts.

When Qiao Ran appeared in front of everyone with a large living person on her shoulders and a large net bag of live fish in her hand, there was another commotion.

The Qiao family hurriedly greeted him. Qiao Erhe took the fish from Qiao Ran's hand, and Qiao Sanhu helped Qiao Ran put the man off her back.

"Ran Ran, who is this? Why did you carry it back?"

Chen Huiniang pulled her daughter aside and asked.

My daughter went out for a trip and caught so many fish. Why did she come back with a big living person on her back? And he is a very young looking man.

This is related to her daughter's reputation, and she, as a mother, cannot care less about it.

Mrs. Qiao also looked at her granddaughter, waiting for her answer.

"Mom, grandma, I picked this man up by a pool. He was injured and poisoned. He tore my trousers and asked me for help. I could only pick him up."

"This……"

Chen Huiniang was speechless. Why did my daughter treat picking up a living person like picking up a chicken or puppy?

But Mrs. Qiao said: "Okay, everyone has been brought back. Let's go and see what's going on!"

Chen Huiniang had no choice but to let go of her daughter and let Qiao Ran go back.

Some of the people were looking at the net bag full of live fish, wondering where Qiao Ran caught so many fish and how she brought them back with one hand.

There were more people surrounding the man, admiring him for being so handsome. He was so handsome and rare in the world.

All the young ladies and young wives could not help but be stunned.

They have never seen such a good-looking man, and they have never imagined that there is such a good-looking man in the world.

In their opinion, the most beautiful woman in the world may not be as good-looking as that man.

Qiao Ran: "..."

She helped the man put on the mask and could only see his eyebrows. How did these people figure out that he was handsome and handsome?

Among the crowd, there was a pair of eyes that were particularly burning and shining.

She wants a man, she wants a man who can afford her!

As long as she can be taken away from this fleeing team, away from a home that has no warmth for her, and away from these indifferent family members who treat her like a human being, she is willing to marry!

Of course, it would be better if it was a good-looking man with pleasing looks.

The man in front of me was very good-looking, with long body and long legs, thick eyebrows and big eyes. The material of the clothes was not something that poor farmers like them could afford to wear.

Such a person would definitely be able to get a few taels of silver to take her away!

Even if she couldn't be a wife, she would still be happy to be the aunt and concubine of a rich man's family!

Even if she was an outhouse, as long as she had food and clothing, and could see such a good-looking husband from time to time and do some embarrassing things with him, she wouldn't mind.

The more Qiao Honglian thought about it, the more excited she became. She wished she could tie this man to her immediately and make him responsible for her.

Qiao Ran first greeted the old village chief and asked him to divide the fish among everyone. Each family should be able to get two.

The old village chief and the villagers thanked each other again, and the village chief began to distribute the money to everyone.

When everyone heard that there was a fish score, most of the people surrounding the man dispersed. No matter how good-looking this man is, he is not as attractive as having fish to eat.

The so-called "beauties and delicious food" are just for rich people who have had enough to eat. Appreciating beauty is just a dessert after a meal, just the icing on the cake.

For refugees like them, whose stomachs are growling with hunger, only substantial food can fill their stomachs. It depends on whether ten thousand beauties should starve to death or not.

When Qiao Ran passed by, the man had probably been carried on his shoulders for a long time and showed signs of waking up.

Just as Qiao Ran was about to squat down to check the man's injuries, she was suddenly pushed aside.

Qiao Honglian squeezed Qiao Ran away, squatted next to the man, and reached out to grab the man's hand.

Suddenly, Qiao Honglian's thin body was swept away by a strong wind more than ten steps away, and hit a tree trunk with a "bang".

If the man hadn't realized that she was in danger, he would have killed her immediately.

Even so, Qiao Honglian was still knocked to the point of turmoil in her stomach. She spat out a mouthful of blood and struggled for a long time before she got up.

The man's black eyes slowly opened, and the first thing he saw was a group of stunned strangers.

The man's eyes were sharp and he was about to take action again.

Qiao Ran rushed over and pressed down the hand that could only kill the onlookers in an instant.

Seeing this strange yet familiar face, the man's half-charged internal energy dissipated and his expression relaxed.

Noticing that the woman's hand was still covering the back of his hand, the man raised his eyebrows and looked at her.

Qiao Ran took her hand back very naturally, not feeling anything wrong with it at all.

There is no difference between men and women, giving and receiving, and no intimacy. In the eyes of doctors, there are only patients and non-patients.

"Are you awake? I saved your life, and the wound has been bandaged for you. As for your poison, I still have a few antidotes. If you want to get rid of all the poisons at the same time, you can spend money to buy mine. Prescription. How much do you think your life is worth, just give it to yourself!"

As soon as Qiao Ran said this, the man's somewhat cynical smile faded and his expression became serious.

"Can you help me detoxify?"

The man's voice was clear and pleasant, not like a man who had been tortured by dozens of poisons for more than ten years.

Several villagers who were still surrounding the man also heard it. This man was probably a teenager.

Qiao Ran raised her eyebrows and said confidently: "Of course! Your four strange poisons plus more than a dozen other poisons have tortured you for more than ten years, right? Your family should have found many famous doctors to treat you, but when It hasn’t been detoxified yet, which means no one is sure to detoxify you, and even those people can’t even tell you how many kinds of poisons you have been poisoned and what kind of poisons they are, am I right?”

Yes, very true!

The excitement in the man's heart slowly calmed down.

Over the past ten years, his family has indeed looked for famous doctors all over the world for him, but many of them can only name most of the poisons, and almost none can name them all.

Even the ghost doctor, who had been away from the world for decades, could only analyze all the types of poisons after repeatedly taking pulses and bleeding for poison tests, and it took several years.

But we are at a loss as to how to detoxify a single poison without causing an attack.

This little girl looks to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, not even older than herself, and she is still a refugee wearing rags. What can she understand?