The slave girl who lost her restraint was stunned, and looked up at Ning Huan blankly, her hatred dissipated a lot, and there was more confusion in her eyes.
Ning Huan walked over slowly, squatted down, and met the eyes of the slave girl.
"Get up and come with me."
Ning Huan whispered, then got up and left.
The slave girl's eyes flashed slightly, she hurriedly got up, and followed behind Ning Huan without saying a word, but every step she took was lame, and with the restraint of the shackles and shackles, her steps were even heavier.
Ning Huan tilted his head slightly, didn't say anything, just slowed down.
Baili Xuanyuan glanced back at the slave girl, and he was also very puzzled in his heart.
And who is this slave girl?
"Where are you going?"
Baili Xuanyuan asked.
"Baicaotang."
Ning Huan replied in a low voice.
Ning Huan said, turned his head slightly sideways, and glanced at the slave girl.
She was covered in injuries, so naturally she had to go to Baicaotang to deal with it.
At this time, in the dead of night, there were only two small servants Ah Qi and Rhubarb who kept vigil in the medicine house.
After Ning Huan and Baili Xuanyuan arrived at Baicao Hall, a few small servants who lived here were busy waiting for them.
In the inner room, Ning Huan healed the slave girl.
Since she was rescued, the slave girl didn't say a word, Ning Huan let her stand and stand, let her sit and she sit, like a soulless body.
"Hand out."
After Ning Huan finished speaking, the slave girl stretched out her hand and smashed the shackles together, making a muffled sound.
Ning Huan poured the prepared potion on the shackles of the slave girl's two wrists, and within a moment, the shackles were melted off in two places and fell directly to the ground.
Ning Huan used the same method again, and the shackles on the slave girl's feet were also removed.
"Why do you want to help me?"
The slave girl didn't feel any hostility on Ning Huan, and finally spoke.
Ning Huan paused in his hand, looked at her, and said, "Since I saved you, you will remember clearly, from now on, your life is mine." ” The slave girl was a little surprised, and looked up at Ning Huan, her eyes full of puzzlement.
"I don't understand......"
The slave girl shook her head.
Ning Huan didn't say anything, just wrung a towel from the basin, covered the cheeks of the slave girl, and wiped it gently.
The slave girl shivered in pain, but she gritted her teeth and endured it.
The blood stains on his face were cleaned up, and his face was clearly visible.
There were several wounds on her cheeks, old and new, crisscrossed that obscured her original face.
Ning Huan stretched out his hand, grabbed her wrist, checked her pulse, and then frowned.
"You've been poisoned."
Ning Huan said in a low voice, "Who ordered it?"
” "......"
The slave girl was silent for a moment, looked at Ning Huan, and finally did not speak.
"Well, if you don't want to say it, forget it!"
Ning Huan let go of her and turned around and walked out of the room.
When he came back again, he saw the slave girl sitting quietly, staring at her wrist in a daze.
Her face was full of sorrow, and even more, it was outright hatred.
Seeing Ning Huan coming back, she hurriedly put away her excessive emotions, looked at Ning Huan, and slowly calmed down.
Ning Huan placed a few clothes and a bottle of medicine next to her, and said, "You live here tonight, this is the medicine for external injuries, you take the medicine yourself after bathing, and I will come to detoxify you tomorrow." ” Ning Huan said, didn't look at her, just turned around.
"Thank you."
The slave girl finally spoke up and thanked her.
Ning Huan didn't look at her, there were a few points of sadness and tears in her eyes, she finally didn't say anything, and left here.