The girl on the big gray wolf's back had long peach blossom eyes that slightly narrowed upon seeing Nalan Jinnian.
His cold gaze fell on Wen Nuan, like sunlight hidden beneath ice, faintly veiled in darkness.
It was him!
The man who saved the original owner! Wen Nuan recognized him based on the original owner's memories.
Hmm, this man was so good-looking that her memory of him was deeply etched.
Wen Nuan met his calm and determined gaze, and walked off the wolf's back, pointing to the big gray wolf:
"It insisted on bringing me here, saying someone in the family needed healing."
He is able to save someone that day proved that this person is not bad but...
What a terrifying presence he had.
Wen Nuan remained unfunfazed
Nalan Jinnian's mouth twitched slightly.
Heal a family member?
Who's the wolf's family?
His eyes dropped, landing on the big gray wolf with a terrified look. His tone was unpleasant:
"Big gray ?"
He didn't even bother explaining why it brought a woman back. Might as well eat wolf meat tonight!
Just as the man moved, she immediately noticed the beautiful man's right hand hanging unnaturally to one side.
Too wasteful!
The big gray wolf jumped down, stretched its back legs, lifted its front legs, pointed to Wen Nuan, then placed them down. Then it lifted its left leg, pointed to Nalan Jinnian's right hand, then lifted its front right paw and placed it on its left front paw.
Wen Nuan's mouth twitched.
She understood!
It was using body language to say: Your own hand can heal this dangerous man's hand injury!
How strange. When it rescued the original owner, it was like an eagle grabbing a chick—snatching her clothes and carrying her across the river straight to Jiangzhou.
Nalan Jinnian also understood, but he was very suspicious.
Wasn't this girl the one who jumped into the river to commit suicide that day?
She clearly looked like someone weak and sickly—could she really heal himself?
But the big gray wolf had never been one to talk nonsense.
"Big Gray," he said,
"can you help heal my hand?"
His gaze once again fell on Wennuan. A strange and uncontrollable twitch stirred in Wennuan's heart, and she instinctively denied it:
"No."
The big gray wolf gave her a deep look: How can you lie with a straight face like that?!
Wennuan avoided its eyes. She had been fooled by the look in its eyes!
She thought it was a wolf, who knew…
Humans were far more terrifying than wolves!
This man clearly didn't have good intentions!
Her secret aura couldn't be known by anyone other than herself. Otherwise, in this old, superstitious world, things would get very troublesome.
Nalan Jinnian narrowed his eyes: She doesn't want to help me!
"You're lying."
"I'm not."
Just then, an eagle swooped down from the sky, clutching a wild chicken in its claws.
It dropped the chicken by Wen Nuan's feet, then elegantly circled around her a few times, chirping along the way.
It was both a gift and a message of thanks.
Wennuan looked at the eagle and realized her lie was exposed!
She hadn't healed yet, her body was still sore all over, but now even the eagle came to tattle on her!
Nalan Jinnian's eyes flashed when he saw the majestic eagle land so gracefully, with sharp eyes that sparkled. He then looked at Wennuan.
The big gray wolf's eyes lit up. It looked at the eagle, then at Wennuan.
The shared message was obvious: How would you explain this eagle, then?
The slap in the face came so fast that Wennuan felt a little sore.
Would he raise such a refined eagle just to show off?
Nalan Jinnian softly called: "Xiao Hei."
The eagle immediately flew to him and landed gracefully on the jade table.
WenNuan felt like dying from embarrassment. How could she have the heart to deceive such an eagle?
Nalan Jinnian stroked the eagle's injured leg and asked:
"Did she heal your leg?"
The eagle nodded
Nalan Jinnian raised his eyebrows and looked at Wennuan.
Wennuan's face darkened. Was this eagle repaying kindness, or getting revenge?
Fortunately, animals couldn't talk—at least it didn't seem like she had exposed the violet aura.
Moreover, her grandfather had once traveled to Mount Tai to study medicine, and had inherited some secret techniques. Even without a violet aura, he could detoxify poisons.
Otherwise, if someone were to discover the existence of her violet aura, things would get very troublesome in the future.
"I can try, but I can't guarantee that I can heal your hand," she said.
Nalan Jinnian stared at Wennuan and calmly raised an eyebrow. He said flatly,
"Girl, then how do you explain the eagle's gratitude toward you?"
Wennuan was silent for a moment. She didn't expect the eagle to so obviously express its gratitude.
"Humans are different from animals. The toxins in the eagle are minor. I'd have to look at your hand to know," she said.
"So, there is a way." Nalan Jinnian's tone was impolite.
His right hand had completely lost sensation. A year had passed, and even Master Feng couldn't find a way to treat it.
And yet, Xiao Hei loved to eat medicines. Master Feng had treated it like a medicinal eagle. Its claws happened to be the key to neutralizing toxins, so it got poisoned.
He had just pricked its claw with a bit of poisoned blood. Even though the toxin was mild, it rendered the claw useless.
It showed just how domineering the toxin was.
If this girl could detoxify Xiao Hei's claw, then she might be able to heal his right hand too.
But how could a little girl know how to detoxify poison?
At this moment, Steward Yuan came running over, gasping for breath and panicked:
"Young Master, the servany girl opened the door. We didn't know the Big Gray would bring her back, and the servants were terrified."
Nalan Jinnian waved his hand, gesturing for him to step aside:
"It's fine. Big Gray took her to heal my hand."
Heal his hand? Her?
Steward Yuan froze.
He thought he had misheard.
He walked to the side, unable to help but glance at Wennuan again.
This girl was as thin as a bean sprout, wearing coarse and patched-up clothes with visible stitches, clearly from the mountains.
Could she even recognize a single written word? She knew medicine?
Steward Yuan was a hundred—no, ten thousand percent skeptical.
He didn't know what kind of method she would use, so he could only watch carefully.
"Girl, you may begin," Nalan Jinnian said.
Wennuan didn't mind Steward Yuan's suspicion. Fine, it was normal to be doubtful.
She walked into the pavilion and sat down across from Nalan Jinnian:
"Sir, please place your left hand on the table, I'll take your pulse."
When Steward Yuan heard this, he immediately interrupted:
"Wait, wait, don't you need a pillow to support the wrist for taking the pulse?"
Just like that, with no preparation at all? Did she even understand?
WenNuan glanced at Steward Yuan and calmly replied,
"No need, it's just a supporting tool. Whether it's there or not doesn't make a difference.
"But—"
Steward Yuan was about to say something else, but Nalan Jinnian gave him a cold look, making him instantly shut up.
Nalan Jinnian placed his hand on the white jade table.
The man's hand was very beautiful—his palms were broad, fingers slender and clean, joints well-defined, veins delicately visible. It was an exceptionally attractive hand.
That hand was just too pretty! It could be a hand model.
Nalan Jinnian noticed she was staring at his hand and cleared his throat:
"Miss, please!"
WenNuan came back to her senses, a bit embarrassed. She coughed and said seriously:
"Doctors value listening, observing, and asking questions."
Nalan Jinnian didn't respond.
Steward Yuan was so nervous that he quickly grabbed a white cloth and laid it under Nalan Jinnian's wrist.
Was he worried she might try to take advantage of him?
Wennuan was a little speechless but didn't say anything. She gently placed her fingertip on his pulse.
Now that their hands were side by side, hers looked like chicken claws in comparison!
Even chicken claws were smoother than hers. So white! So delicately white!
"What do you think?" Wennuan calmly asked after pulling back slightly, genuinely taking his pulse.
A minute later, she signaled him to place his other hand on the table.
Nalan Jinnian frowned:
"No need. I have no sensation in my right hand."
"If there's even the slightest feeling, I'll know," she replied.
Nalan Jinnian didn't move. Fine, neither did his hand. He didn't want to use his left hand to pick up his right hand and place it on the table in front of her .
This looks so stupid!
"I'll know how to treat it only after I see it. If you don't want to treat it, forget it." Wen Nuan's face was serious.
Butler Yuan's expression suddenly changed, and he shouted: "How dare you!"