Chapter 10: Take Off Your Clothes

Take off my clothes?

A dangerous glint flashed in the man's eyes; he remained motionless, clearly displeased.

In the dimness, Han Yunxi could still see the man staring at her.

"What are you looking at? How can I examine the wound if I don't take them off? You're a man and I'm a woman; I'm the one at a disadvantage, not you," Han Yunxi said, taking matters into her own hands.

Director Lin from Lingyun Hospital was right—in front of a doctor, there truly is no distinction between men and women. At the very least, Han Yunxi had long since grown used to it.

As Han Yunxi's hand approached, the man pulled away, seemingly loathing the touch of a woman.

"I'll do it myself." From the beginning until now, every word he spoke had been ice-cold and devoid of warmth.

Despite being heavily poisoned, the fellow still had strength. He quickly stripped off his outer garment in a few swift motions. In truth, in the dim light, Han Yunxi couldn't see anything clearly.

Human bodies were all more or less the same; she could find the major acupoints of a human body even with her eyes closed. She inserted two golden needles into the acupoints near the man's heart to stabilize the toxicity first, then used the golden needles to collect some blood from the wound.

The man immediately felt the sensation of chest tightness ease slightly, and his constant state of vigilance gradually relaxed.

"Wait a moment, I'll go get a lamp."

As she rose to head toward the bedroom, Han Yunxi took the opportunity to put the blood into the detoxification system for testing, only to obtain an unexpected result.

This poison was a mixture of snake venoms. After all, common snake venoms in the modern era differed from those in ancient times; many ancient venomous snakes had already gone extinct in the modern world. Consequently, the detoxification system only had relevant records but did not store the corresponding antidotes, nor did it even have the specific medicinal herbs required to concoct them.

Understanding this situation, Han Yunxi touched the sword wound on her neck, feeling exceptionally calm. If there was no medicine, then there was no medicine. Those damn assassins, killing innocents at every turn—she had no intention of truly saving him anyway!

Thus, she gathered some medicines to temporarily slow the toxicity along with some small tools, picked up a lantern, and headed back.

As the light illuminated the room, Han Yunxi approached from a distance, gradually seeing the man more clearly. Although he was sitting, one could tell from his limbs that this fellow had a good physique; at the very least, he was very tall.

Gradually, the light drew closer, and when the flame shone directly onto the man's face, Han Yunxi froze.

Heavens!

This man...

As an assassin, he was not wearing a mask. His cold, sharp facial lines and three-dimensional features were like a deity carved by divine craftsmanship. Even while sitting there injured, he didn't look disheveled at all; his entire being radiated the nobility and dominance of a king. In front of him, anyone would feel inferior.

The lamplight illuminated his face, but it could not penetrate his dark, deep eyes. That profound blackness seemed capable of absorbing all things in the world.

It was those very dark, deep eyes that stared coldly at Han Yunxi, as if they wanted to suck her in.

Han Yunxi stared blankly, her hand trembling so much that she dropped the lantern onto the floor. She had seen many, many excellent men, but with just one look, she had to admit that the man before her possessed the absolute capital to make one submit.

"What are you still standing there for?" the man asked displeasedly, feeling a strong aversion to Han Yunxi's reaction.

Only then did Han Yunxi hurriedly avert her gaze, regaining her composure. "I haven't eaten; my hands are weak."

Saying this, she picked up the lantern and approached. She kept her eyes cast downward, refusing to look at him again. After setting the lantern down, she knelt beside him and laid out the medicinal liquid, cotton swabs, gauze, and herbs one by one.

Seeing the exquisitely crafted medical cotton swabs and universal gauze, the man felt somewhat puzzled. "What are these?"

Han Yunxi acted as if she hadn't heard him. She looked up, preparing to examine the wound, but this time, she—who usually couldn't look away once she saw a wound—broke her own rule!

This man's physique was incredibly explosive!

A firm, rugged chest and well-defined abdominal muscles shimmered with a seductive bronze luster under the lamplight, emitting an irresistible aura of wildness.

As it turned out, the rule that there is no distinction between men and women in front of a doctor depended on the circumstances!

Han Yunxi forgot all about the wound and unconsciously scanned him from head to toe, her ears turning bright red...