When The Male Supporting Actor Bend The Male Lead

Sitting in a strange stone house, this room was more lived in than the empty room where he first woke up. There were a lot of wooden shelves and tables. When he was brought in, he saw all kinds of green plants on the shelf at the door.

Qi Yan was looking around when he felt a sudden coolness on his ankle. He looked down and saw some green grated grass foam being wiped on the red and swollen area.

“What is this…” Qi Yan asked in a low voice.

The man who treated his sprain was one he had never seen before. This man’s face was full of detachment and indifference. Just when Qi Yan thought he wouldn’t care to answer his question, the other party’s bland and cool voice rang out.

“Herbal medicine.”

“…thank you.”

Qi Yan choked on the other party’s few words, he quickly thanking him and stopped talking.

After a quarter of an hour, the redness and swelling became itchy, and there was a pinprick tingling. Qi Yan held his mouth and clenched his fists, holding himself back from stretching out his hand to poke the herbs smeared on his feet.

The man had long been pounding herbs on the side of the shelf, he didn’t have time to pay attention to him. Qi Yan also couldn’t call out to him, after all, this man was really indifferent.

Shi Ang and the other three stopped when Qi Yan entered the stone house, not knowing whether they were afraid of something or keeping some agreement. They looked at Qi Yan appeasingly until the man carried Qi Yan into the house, blocking all sight.

“Don’t move.”

Qi Yan raised his head and saw the man frowning and looking at him. His feet, which were twitching because he couldn’t help the itch, suddenly didn’t dare to move.

Seeing him with a bitter face, the man seemed to sigh lightly and walked over. He squatted beside him and looked at his injury, “Itchy?”

“Ah?…… En!” Qi Yan nodded, “And… a little painful.”

Hearing that, the man took out a small wooden stick on one side and removed half of the herbs from the wound. Then he used a wooden spoon to scoop out a spoonful of water and sprinkle it gently on the wound.

The cold touch relieved a trace of itchiness and pain. Qi Yan breathed a sigh of relief and quietly watched the man took care of the wound for himself.

After a while, Qi Yan felt that the redness and swelling on his feet had eased, at least he dared to turn his ankle slightly, and it would not hurt very much.

“Thank you!” Qi Yan raised a big smile at the man.

As if he hadn’t heard it, the man minded his own business and sorted out the messy vegetation.

“My name is Qi Yan…” Qi Yan said again, pursing his lips as if he was struggling with the words to introduce himself: “It’s your…um… your leader picked me up…”

“I know. I was there too.” The man’s indifferent voice sounded, “I’m Bao Ze.”

“Thank you so much! I’ve troubled you… If there is any, um, kind of errand work, let me do it!” In order to express his gratitude, Qi Yan made this promise. After all, he was now out of danger, he was being taken in by other tribes, not to mention personal wealth and the like.……

Bao Ze didn’t speak, but turned around and said hello to the three anxious male beat men waiting at the door. Shi Ang and the other three rushed in at once, surrounding Qi Yan.

“How about the little female?”

“Qi Yan, are you okay?”

“Idiot, see if you still dare to run around.”

Seeing that they didn’t give themselves a chance to speak, Qi Yan twitched the corners of his mouth, waved his hand and interjected: “Okay, much better. Don’t worry!”

Upon seeing this, Lu Er rubbed Qi Yan’s head and said softly, “I’m sorry for causing you to get hurt.”

“No, it’s not!” Qi Yan said loudly: “I’m the one who bothered you guys… I’m just someone irrelevant.”