Time Travel: The Best Doctor in Ancient Times

Chapter 1343: Chapter 1001: Who Warmed Her Hell?

The warmth emanating from her fingertips is so familiar, accompanying her like the tides of a lonely ocean, as if drifting for years; is this her evildoer?

A bitter smile involuntarily flashed across Gu Changsheng’s bright, pale face...

How could it be possible?

She vividly recalls using forbidden sacrificial witchcraft, summoning the Red Lotus Karmic Fire, exhausting her vitality; now, she should already be dead...

But this hell is truly beautiful!

Fragrant grass, lavish blooms, dancing palace tassels, overwhelmingly enchanting...

And moreover, by her side, is her evildoer, accompanying her!

If this is the hell that everyone fears and avoids, then Gu Changsheng would rather sleep here forever, never awakening!

The breeze once again brushed Gu Changsheng’s fingertips, blowing away a strand of white hair that had been twined around them, as Gu Changsheng, dazed, returned to her senses, looking at the snow-white waterfall-like hair scattered beside her, an inexplicable pain suddenly surfacing in her heart!

Her evildoer, with ink-like long hair...

How could it be that in the blink of an eye, the black hair turned white?

Is it a mistake on her part?

”Evildoer...” Her bloodless lips moved again, Gu Changsheng seemingly exhausted all her strength to spit out these two words.

This time, the figure kneeling by the jade bed, lying on the bedside, hidden under the snow-white long hair, subtly stiffened...

Gu Changsheng distinctly felt a hand tightly grabbing her wrist, bringing a sensation of pain...

Pain?

Impossible!

In an instant, Gu Changsheng widened her eyes in disbelief, staring at the opulent hall’s ceiling adorned with palace tassels draped with dragons and phoenixes, astounded beyond measure.

Pain?

How could she possibly feel pain?

Her vitality was exhausted; her death was inevitable, words like ”fragrance fades, jade shatters,” and ”soul perishes” applied to her should be the most appropriate!

As a dead person, how could she feel pain?

How could she have sensations?

It’s impossible!

It must be an error in her feelings!

Woodenly turning her gaze, Gu Changsheng looked to the bedside, as the breeze blew, stirring the cloud-like white hair by the bed, witnessing it...

Watching the white hair dance enchantingly under the breeze, entwining tenderly, sweeping across the bed, revealing beneath the cascade of white hair the long, powerful fingers covering her wrist...

The hair swept across the shoulder of the person lying beside the bed, revealing beneath the snow-white hair the black garment embroidered with gold threads...

Finally, in Gu Changsheng’s shocking gaze, the snow-white hair brushed past the bedside person’s cheek, uncovering a face pale yet fair, difficult to conceal its celestial aura, entering Gu Changsheng’s view...

White hair floating lightly, flickering gently...

Yet Gu Changsheng could vaguely see his slanted brows touching the hairline, unrestrained and arrogant, features sharp as if carved, slightly curled thin lips, seemingly the creator’s most perfect sculpture, devoid of the wicked aura upon their first meeting, silently lying at her bedside as if guarding, tightly grasping her wrist...

It’s him!

That man!

”Shi... Shi Wujue?” Feeling the familiar warmth on her wrist, Gu Changsheng hesitantly spoke with a touch of skepticism.

Yes!

This man who shared a different charm from her evildoer is precisely Shi Wujue!

Not her evildoer!

Shi Wujue!

Then, who is the one staying by her bedside, warming her hell?

Is it him?

”Haha, Beauty, you’ve finally awakened? But now that you’re awake, isn’t this waking up the City Lord a bit inappropriate? The City Lord was soundly asleep, at this moment, isn’t it your perfect chance to steal a kiss and awaken the City Lord quietly? You should stealthily kiss the City Lord awake, shouldn’t you?” Under the cover of snow-white hair, his eyelashes quivered, Shi Wujue slowly opened his elongated eyes, mirth lurking at the deep bottom of his eyes, his pale face carrying an air of cavalier arrogance characteristic of a noble rake.

”I...” Hearing Shi Wujue’s words, Gu Changsheng wore an expression of utter confusion, desperately trying to speak, ”I... I... am still alive?”

”What else?”

Sitting up straight, Shi Wujue raised an eyebrow, his face filled with self-assurance, and said, ”Did you think you were dead? Haha... Hell doesn’t have such splendor. You overthought it...”

”So... was it you who saved me?” With her face still marked by the pallor of a post-disaster survival, Gu Changsheng asked Shi Wujue with some effort.

Upon hearing this, Shi Wujue lowered his long lashes, remained silent, and did not speak.

Seeing he did not reply, Gu Changsheng turned, catching a strand of white hair blown to her fingertips, and with a hint of urgency, she continued to question Shi Wujue, ”Then you... your hair...”

She distinctly remembered the stunning appearance of this person the day they first met!

Golden silk black robes swirling like clouds, ink-black hair flying and spinning over his shoulders, like someone stepping out from a painting, breathtaking beyond compare...

But how, in the blink of an eye, had his long ink-black hair turned as pale as snow?

”Hehe...” Under Gu Changsheng’s questioning, Shi Wujue let out a light chuckle but didn’t answer.

”Was it you, who, always, stayed by my side? Your hair, is it because of me, that it became...” Looking at the long hair on her fingertips, gleaming with a faint white light, Gu Changsheng found herself unable to finish her sentence, choking on the words lodged in her throat, hesitating...

Upon hearing this, Shi Wujue’s narrow eyes flashed with a glimmer for a fleeting moment. However, upon seeing the struggle in Gu Changsheng’s eyes, that glimmer vanished completely, leaving behind a wicked, cynical smile on his pale face. The hand resting on Gu Changsheng’s wrist was discreetly withdrawn as Shi Wujue flashed a mischievous smile, ”Haha... What is the beauty saying? Could she have taken a fancy to this City Lord?”

”Isn’t it so?” As Gu Changsheng heard Shi Wujue’s words, an inexplicable ease suddenly descended upon her heart, watching his lips faintly move.

”No! Of course not!” Shi Wujue shook his head, refusing without hesitation.

”But your hair...” The struggle in Gu Changsheng’s eyes flickered away.

No way!

The cascade of three thousand silk threads, it’s illogical for them to turn to white hair in an instant!

”Haha... In this City Lord’s Mansion, beauties abound, and this beauty in my arms inevitably leads to indulgence between the sheets, ******** for a while...” With an evil smile hanging on his face, Shi Wujue flicked his long hair, lowered his lashes slightly to conceal the pain in his eyes. Glancing at the warm jade bed beneath Gu Changsheng, he continued with cynical abandon, a look of regret on his face, ”It’s just that, oh, ancient people deceive me, hasn’t it been said that a man dies when overindulgent? For a man as divine and martial as this City Lord, overindulgence hasn’t brought death, but who knew all the karma would rebound to this hair...”

”...” Gu Changsheng was somewhat at a loss upon hearing this.

Sensing this, Shi Wujue flicked his long hair again, raising a brow at Gu Changsheng with a wicked gleam, ”But for this City Lord, whether black or white hair makes no difference. For one like this City Lord who amazes the world, who relies on his face rather than hair! Even with a head of white hair, this City Lord remains unparalleled in this world!”

”So, it wasn’t you, who stayed by my side...”

”No! Of course not! This City Lord has been ******** with no time to spare, let alone time to accompany someone half-dead like you? Do you think this City Lord is mad with idleness? Haha... It was Zhou Mu, that kid, who stayed with you all along. Just a moment ago, this City Lord chased him off to rest, and it just so happens you woke up. Don’t worry, this City Lord will call him over now!”

With that, Shi Wujue got up by supporting the edge of the warm jade bed.

Lying on the bed, Gu Changsheng didn’t notice, at the moment of rising, Shi Wujue’s figure hidden beneath black robes stumbled ever so slightly, almost kneeling back down...

Stabilizing himself, Shi Wujue smiled at Gu Changsheng who lay on the bed, saying, ”You’ve survived a near-death experience, but your vitality was injured. Lie here and don’t move, this City Lord will call Zhou Mu over to accompany you!”

With those words, he turned and left.

Gu Changsheng watched Shi Wujue leave, watching the long white hair flutter in the gentle breeze. Beneath his feet, fragrant grass flourished, and flower branches swayed. Beside him, layers of palace tassels danced lightly...

Out of nowhere, Gu Changsheng suddenly felt that this departing figure was so forlorn, so beautifully forlorn, that her heart ached ever so slightly...

She bit her lip and pulled her thoughts back.

Surely it was her inherent fondness for beauty acting up again!

Otherwise, how could she have seen a hint of hurt in Shi Wujue’s eyes at the moment he turned away?

There’s no denying that Shi Wujue is a handsome man, with a unique charm distinct from her evildoer, yet comparable in beauty!

Just like Zhou Mu and Yue Xilou, offering completely different feelings, Zhou Mu gives a sense of regal cold elegance, Yue Xilou surpasses even bewitching beauty, with both virtue and vice, whereas Shi Wujue, exudes an openly wicked and rampant aura, undisguised...

How could this wicked man possibly be the one who warms her hell?

She really was overthinking!

Watching the figure with white hair swirling and disappearing behind the palace tassels, Gu Changsheng couldn’t help but close her eyes, carefully sensing her current condition...

She was not dead, she had survived!

She was still alive, though her body was frail, yet vitality surged within her, and as a doctor, Gu Changsheng knew that with careful nurturing, within half a month she would recover completely!

The joy of surviving after a disaster made Gu Changsheng’s heart leap with excitement!

Alive!

Only those who have faced life and death understand the joy of surviving a disaster, akin to transforming from having nothing to suddenly becoming wealthy overnight. Happiness comes too abruptly, bringing ecstatic joy, causing Gu Changsheng to want to laugh heartily at the sky to celebrate her survival!

She wasn’t dead! After fighting ceaselessly, risking the obliteration of her Divine Soul, she survived the ordeal! Now she couldn’t wait to see her family, share with them the sheer joy she was experiencing...

At that moment, stepping out of the Heaven Deceiving Hall, a figure with hair as snow cascading over black robes staggered abruptly, barely steadying himself by holding onto the hall door...

”Hall Master!” The palace maids waiting outside the Heaven Deceiving Hall exclaimed in alarm, all rushing toward the white-haired man leaning against the hall door...