Xu Yan's flowers and plants were not ordinary, but medicinal herbs used for treating illnesses.
He was also a healer, and it naturally wouldn't do if he didn't have medicinal herbs to treat patients.
About an hour later, a medicinal fragrance permeated the backyard.
Xu Yan sat on a chair nearby, looking at the woman who had been cleaned with medicinal water, and breathed a sigh of relief.
The woman's life had been saved.
He placed the woman on the bed in the inner room and sat on a chair to rest, holding Su Jiuer in his arms.
Su Jiuer looked at the woman on the bed, curious about her identity.
Judging by the woman's previous attire, her status and position were definitely extraordinary. She should at least be a direct descendant of a prominent family.
As dawn broke, the woman woke up.
After sensing her condition, she felt relieved.
The fatal poison and injuries had miraculously healed.
But she knew it wasn't a miracle, but man-made.
The woman looked at Xu Yan, who was sitting on the chair beside her, trying to deduce his identity.
Logically, her condition last night was basically unsavable, yet this person had saved her. Such miraculous medical skills were astonishing.
Xu Yan's fingers twitched slightly as he stroked Su Jiuer's comfortable fur. Suddenly, he opened his eyes sharply.
Then, he met the woman's gaze, and the air instantly froze.
It took a full ten seconds before the woman spoke first, "Thank you for saving me."
There were only the two of them here, and she had seen Xu Yan the night before. The person who saved her must have been Xu Yan.
"Who are you, why are you so heavily injured and poisoned?" Xu Yan stared intently at the woman and asked.
He had treated many people in Tianren City, including some minor cultivators, but even those minor cultivators had never suffered such injuries or been poisoned like this.
"I was injured by someone, and the poison was administered by someone who wanted to harm me. Because I wasn't on guard, I fell victim," the woman replied.
Apart from her identity, she answered the latter two questions simply.
"Rest well. It should take two to three days to fully recover."
Xu Yan left after saying this, got up, and left the inner room holding Su Jiuer.
His inner room had never had outsiders before. Excluding Su Jiuer, this woman was the first to enter.
The woman lay on the simple small bed, looking at the simple small room, yet feeling exceptionally comfortable.
It was as if everything here was natural, containing some profound principles of the Great Dao.
Half an hour later, Xu Yan brought the woman a bowl of porridge and placed it on the bedside table, saying, "Can you drink it yourself?"
If the woman couldn't drink it herself, he would have to feed her, but he didn't want to.
The woman's origins were unknown, and her identity was definitely not ordinary. He didn't want too much interaction with such a woman.
As soon as the woman's injuries completely healed, he would ask her to leave, pretending he had never saved her.
He was just a mortal, and he knew his place clearly, understanding that it was better to have less contact with some people.
"Yes."
The woman replied, then struggled to sit up from the bed, trying for a minute without success.
Even though the poison was neutralized and the injuries treated, her body was still very weak and needed proper rest.
Xu Yan sighed inwardly and said, "I'll feed you then."
He picked up the bowl, stirred the porridge a few times with the spoon, then scooped up a spoonful of porridge and brought it to the woman's tender lips.
The woman's gaze was fixed on Xu Yan as she slightly opened her mouth.
After Xu Yan placed the spoon in her mouth, she took the porridge and swallowed it.
Xu Yan felt a little uncomfortable under the woman's gaze and asked, "Why do you keep looking at me?"
He disliked being stared at, especially by this troublesome woman of unknown origin.
"I'm thinking about what kind of person you are."
The woman smiled, incredibly beautiful, and her voice was captivating.
Xu Yan said helplessly, "I'm just a mortal. Drink your porridge."
Saying this, he brought another spoonful of porridge to the woman's lips.
This time, the woman didn't open her mouth, her dreamlike, beautiful eyes fixed on Xu Yan.
Xu Yan lost his patience and said, "Why aren't you opening your mouth!"
He really wanted to slap this bowl of porridge onto the woman's face. She hadn't paid him yet, and after saving her life, he had to feed her porridge, and she wasn't even drinking it properly.
The woman looked at Xu Yan's slightly furrowed brow and said, "It's too hot."
A hint of grievance appeared on her stunning, flawless face.
If any other man saw the girl looking so pitiable, they would surely spare no effort to make her happy.
But Xu Yan merely raised an eyebrow slightly, his brow slowly unfurling as he brought the spoon back to his own eyes.
He stared at the porridge in the spoon for half a minute before saying, "Okay, it's not hot anymore. Drink up!"
Then, he extended the spoon.
By the time Xu Yan finished feeding the last spoonful of porridge, he was mentally exhausted.
It had taken him a full two hours to feed him this one bowl of porridge, a task he could have completed in two minutes if he were eating it himself.
"You seem unhappy," the woman said.
Her gem-like eyes gazed at Xu Yan, observing every subtle movement he made, a faint smile on her face.
Xu Yan thought to himself that she at least had some perceptiveness. "I had to pick over half of the Medicinal Herbs I planted to save you. That's equivalent to half a year's worth of harvest. I worked hard to grow them, and now more than half are gone. How could I possibly be happy?"
His flowerbed was, in fact, more accurately called a medicinal garden, as it was filled with Medicinal Herbs.
As a Healer, he frequently needed Medicinal Herbs. Losing more than half meant he would have to spend time and effort replanting them.
The woman smiled. "Medicinal Herbs are meant to treat illnesses, so those Medicinal Herbs were put to good use and proved their value. You should be happy."
The smile on her face was incredibly beautiful, a pleasure to behold.
But Xu Yan felt annoyed. "You shouldn't have drunk the porridge just now; you should have drunk Green Tea."
"Green Tea? Is that also a Medicinal Herb?" The woman had never heard of Green Tea and asked.
Seeing how much Xu Yan cared about those Medicinal Herbs, she assumed this Green Tea was also a Medicinal Herb suitable for her to take.
"You could say that. Green Tea suits you well; you're the epitome of Green Tea," Xu Yan said with a hint of a playful smile.
The Green Tea he was referring to was, of course, not a Medicinal Herb but a type of tea. However, it wasn't just referring to tea; it also represented other things.
Seeing Xu Yan's playful smile, the woman immediately understood that Green Tea was definitely not something good.
Her eyes fixed on his, she asked, "Are you calling me a bitch?"
She was very intelligent. Even though she had never heard of Green Tea before and didn't know what it meant, she could infer from Xu Yan's attitude and expression that he might be insulting her.