Heal Her

She is the doctor at Jishi Hall in Beijing. She is as gentle as a willow tree, but she possesses lost forbidden skills. Eighteen years ago, Yaowang Valley was destroyed overnight, and all the doctors in the valley were buried in the flames. She escaped by chance and kept her name anonymous, just waiting for the truth. He is the sharpest sword in the emperor's hand. He is the commander of the Dark Night, and he is vicious and fierce, and is feared by the whole court. Everyone knows that he kills people like crazy, but they don't know that there is a forbidden life-killing technique in his meridians, which makes life worse than death every full moon. The creator of that forbidden technique was her dead mother. A bizarre murder case brought her into his sight. He thought she was just a usable pawn, but he didn't know that she was here for him from the beginning. In the medicine shop on a rainy night, she sutured his wounds, her fingertips pressed against the black lines on his chest, suppressing the hatred and throbbing in her eyes. Later, the palace was shaken, the capital was stained with blood, and someone set up a terrible plan to destroy her. He rushed in covered in blood, pressed her against the wall, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with his fingertips, and spoke in a low voice like a trapped animal. "Shen Qingxian, you think I don't know who you are." "Then you kill me." He lowered his head and bit her collarbone, breathing hot: "I can't bear it."