There were many things in my heart, and I couldn't sleep well at night. On the next day, He Yan woke up before dawn. After the morning training, she went to talk to Hongshan.

Hong Shan said: "Yesterday, Shitou and I took turns to stay for half a night, but we didn't find anything wrong."

He Yan looked at Shitou, who nodded to her.

"No movement all night?"

"No, I slept more than we were." Hong Shan looked at He Yan suspiciously: "You are thinking too much. Hu Yuanzhong is just an ordinary hunter. I can't tell anything wrong with it. My family is so poor that it's quite pitiful."

"Brother Ahe, what's wrong with him? Do you doubt him like this?" said Xiaomai Qi.

What's wrong? In fact, after all, it's just that there's a red rash on the tiger's wrist, which is really not a big doubt. It just happened to be picking Xiao Jue when he went out, which made her feel that something was wrong.

Walking too many times on the battlefield, sometimes the body can make direct judgments more than the brain. A sentence she once followed is often said: The intuition of ordinary people may make mistakes, but people like us have most of the intuitions of dangerous intuitions.

She pondered for a moment and said, "Let me take a look."

Hong Shan shrugged and stopped asking questions.

By the evening, all the training was over. He Yan went to Shen Muxue's house to get medicine first, and then went to Hu Yuanzhong. Hu Yuanzhong was staying in the house alone, looking down at a piece of paper.

When He Yan pushed the door open, he immediately hid the paper in his hand in his arms.

"Brother Hu, why are you doing alone in the house?" He Yan asked with a smile as if he didn't see his movements.

"I didn't do anything," Hu Yuanzhong sighed, "My legs are not healed yet, I can't get out of bed, I can only stay in the house, causing you trouble."

"No trouble, no trouble," He Yan said with a smile: "You are so seriously injured, of course you should take good care of yourself."

She rolled up Hu Yuanzhong's trouser legs and squatted down to apply medicine. She didn't look closely yesterday. Today, she came with suspicion, so she looked very carefully.

The hunter's legs were covered with scars. The largest one was probably scratched by a stone, with bones visible to the depth, and the most serious one.

"I heard from Miss Shen that Brother Hu met a bear when he went up the mountain," He Yan asked casually: "Is there still a bear at this time?"

The bears in Baiyue Mountain are afraid that they will hibernate during the day, so it is not easy for Hu Yuanzhong to bump into one.

"Yes," Hu Yuanzhong scratched his head, "I was not lucky. I didn't find the fox and met the bear first."

"How can I say I'm not lucky?" He Yan shook his head, "If you meet a bear, you can escape unstoppably, not everyone can do it. I heard that the bear's eyes are not good, but they are extremely sensitive to the smell. Brother Hu was injured at that time and was covered in blood. The bear didn't catch up with him. Brother Hu was already very powerful."

"And," He Yan did not stop his hand movements, and continued: "Brother Hu was buried in the snow and was rescued by Miss Shen. It was a coincidence that our new recruits from Liangzhou Guards went up the mountain every three or five days. If Brother Hu went up the mountain for one day at night or fell down in the wrong place, I am afraid he would not be in Liangzhou Guards now."

Hu Yuanzhong was stunned and nodded, "Indeed, this is all thanks to Miss Shen."

He Yan smiled slightly, healed the wounded medicine, pulled down his trouser legs and handed over the medicine bowl. When Hu Yuanzhong took the medicine bowl, He Yan's eyes fell on his wrist again. He pulled the sleeves of his clothes longer, but a piece of red could still be seen vaguely at the tiger's mouth.

"How many years have Brother Hu been a hunter?"

Hu Yuanzhong said while drinking medicine: "It's been seven or eight years."

"Have you been hunting on Baiyue Mountain all the time?"

She asked quickly, and Hu Yuanzhong hesitated for a moment before saying, "Yes."

"Then have you been to Baiyue Mountain on snowy days in the past few years?"

"No, never."

"Why are you going to go again this year?"

"It's because I can't eat." Hu Yuanzhong took his last sip of the medicine and looked at He Yan strangely: "Brother He, what are you asking about this?"

He Yan lowered his head and smiled: "It's just a little curious."

She reached out to pick up the empty bowl from Hu Yuanzhong's hand.

Hu Yuanzhong stretched out his hand.

When He Yan's hand reached towards Hu Yuanzhong, he suddenly changed direction and slashed Hu Yuanzhong's face. Hu Yuanzhong did not dodge and retreated in a panic. He Yan's hand hit his chest, and the latter screamed and spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, the boy's movements did not stop at all. He went straight into Hu Yuanzhong's lapel and took out a piece of paper.

"Give it back to me-" Hu Yuanzhong shouted, but because He Yan's palm just now was like a deflated ball, his voice was hoarse and unpleasant, and half of his body was lying on the collapse, stretching out his hand to He Yan in vain.

The noise was too loud, alarming the people around him. When the recruits around him heard the sound, they ran in one after another. As soon as they came in, they saw Hu Yuanzhong covering his chest and vomiting blood. He Yan stood on the edge of the collapse, holding a piece of paper in his hand.

"What's going on? What's going on!"

Hu Yuanzhong said with difficulty: "He stole my stuff..."

"What did you steal him?" asked the recruit.

He Yan looked down at the yellow paper in his hand.

There is a poem written on the yellow paper, "I remember your heart is like the water of the West River, and it flows eastward day and night without stopping."

The handwriting is beautiful, and it is written by a woman at first glance.

"What is this?" He Yan asked him frowned.

Hu Yuanzhong stared at him, furious and didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?" Shen Muxue's voice sounded from behind. She happened to be nearby. She heard the movement and followed her. She saw such a tense scene.

"He Yan?" She looked at He Yan suspiciously, then looked at Hu Yuanzhong who was covering her chest, walked to Hu Yuanzhong, and asked in surprise: "Why is he getting hurt even worse?" She saw the blood on Hu Yuanzhong's lips again, "Who did it?"

Hu Yuanzhong stared at He Yan.

Shen Muxue frowned: "He Yan, what did you do?"

"I just patted him gently." He Yan smiled and said, "I probably didn't master the strength."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no,

Hu Yuanzhong struggled to get up, stretched out a hand towards He Yan, his tone still angry: "Give it back to me!"

He Yan shrugged and returned the paper with the love poem to him.

"What is this?" A recruit asked: "What did you steal him?"

Shen Muxue also looked over, and Hu Yuanzhong said sadly: "This is written by my deceased wife..."

It was the remains of his deceased wife.

"He Yan, what are you doing with other people's relics?" Some recruits couldn't see it. "No wonder they were so angry."

"I don't know that it was a relic, so I just had a joke with Brother Hu," He Yan said ashamedly: "Brother Hu won't be angry with me, right?"

Hu Yuanzhong looked at He Yan, as if he was in a bad mood, so he had to endure it and said, "It's okay, don't do such things in the future." After that, he coughed violently again and felt extremely weak.

Seeing this scene, Shen Muxue looked bad, so she said to He Yan: "Forget it, He Yan, there is no business for you here, so you can go out first, and I will be responsible for Hu Yuanzhong's injury medicine. You don't have to come here every day in the future."

He is like He Yan, the plague god who causes trouble.

"Okay." He Yan was not angry, and replied with a smile, glanced at Hu Yuanzhong, turned around and went out.

As soon as I stepped out of the door, the smile on my face dissipated.

Just now, she did intentionally, and instinctively reacted in a critical moment. Just like in Liangzhou City, Ding Yi was trying to see if she was really blind. If Hu Yuanzhong was not as severe as he was on the surface, he would naturally fight back.

But he didn't, so he took He Yan's palm. It would be fine if he just did this, but He Yan was also deliberately careful when he activated that palm.

The palm she gave to Hu Yuanzhong looked aggressive on the surface, but in fact she didn't use much strength. Hu Yuanzhong was beaten to hurt at most and would never bleed. After all, He Yan didn't want to hurt people's lives. If everything was thought too much, wouldn't Hu Yuanzhong suffer in vain?

The problem lies here. He Yan is very confident in his grasp of his own strength. Such a palm that is not lethal enough actually made Hu Yuanzhong vomit blood? If she hadn't estimated her own strength incorrectly, this person would have been lying.

He Yan thought that Hu Yuanzhong was lying.

As for the paper with love poems in his arms, it was even more strange. A person who carried the relics of his deceased wife with him was naturally a affectionate person. A affectionate person should not have any other thoughts when facing a beautiful doctor.

Seeing all this, He Yan seemed to be watching a bad show. Unfortunately, even though she was full of suspicion, she could not tell others about this. She was afraid that she would tell others that the palm was a flicker, and others thought she was evading responsibility and deliberately said it lightly.

This is indeed a bit tricky.

As she walked, Xiaomai and the others followed her. When they saw her, they were relieved and whispered: "Brother Ahe, they said you beat Hu Yuanzhong? But it's true?"

Only a stick of incense has passed, how come all Liangzhou know?

"real."

"Are you still suspicious of him?" Hong Shan frowned and said, "If you suspect that he has a problem, we will help you stare at me, why bother to hit people? Do you know that now all the people in Liangzhou Guards say you... say you..." He stopped talking.

He Yan asked: "What do you mean by me?"

"Brother Ahe, you are bullying the weak and arrogant," said Xiaomai.

He Yan was silent.

Things got even more strange.

"Brother Ahe, what should I do now?" Xiaomai looked at him worriedly, "Do you want to explain to others?"

"No need." He Yan narrowed his eyes and said. Since this person dispersed the rumors so quickly, it was for her. The explanation was futile. Instead of explaining these meaningless rumors, she doubted Hu Yuanzhong's purpose and how to reveal this person's footsteps.

"You can continue to stare at him at night." He Yan said: "I'll take a look."

Xiaomai and Hongshan looked at each other and stopped talking.

...

After several days, it was calm.

There was no movement in Liangzhou Weili. Xiaomai helped He Yan look at Hu Yuanzhong every day, but he did not find any flaws. However, Hongshan and others did not sleep well at night. During the training the next day, they were absent-minded with the green black eyes, and were trained by Liang Ping several times.
To be continued...